Previously on The Vampire Diaries: Damon and Elena got all steamy, the Salvatore men made a “we both love her” pact, Alaric went all super vampire slayer and the Mystic Falls Scooby gang desiccated Klaus. Also, lots of bloodline talk sometimes involving Elena. Almost always involving the Originals.
In short: No one died and there wasn’t much making out, but it can’t be long. This is The Vampire Diaries we’re talking about.
(Need to catch up? Visit our TVD recap index for links to past episode recaps.)
And, now for the spoiler-filled recap of the Season 3 finale, “The Departed”…
[You’ve heard it before, but Mystic Falls will never be the same...]









As readers, we know the book is almost always better than the movie. We get to build the world in our minds, and due to time limitations and the like, both big and small screen adaptations often lose a lot. (Battle of Hogwarts from Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, how I missed you in the film.)
Previously on The Vampire Diaries: Damon and Elena had hot-and-heavy makeout and Damon didn’t wreck it afterward, Evil!Alaric took Rebekah to find the hidden oak stake only to find out that the Original witch Esther was possessing Rebekah.
As an avid reader, I find myself falling into period ruts. Where each book I read may be good, but it doesn’t excite me. It doesn’t make me run to Twitter and abuse the caps lock. And, well, it makes me watch more TV than is necessary.
We’ve talked about damaged heroines and bad friend heroines, but what about the baddest bitches on the block? As much as we track their relationships, most urban fantasy heroines should be best known for their ability to kick ass and take names.
Previously on The Vampire Diaries we saw Stefan try to go cold turkey on blood. He didn’t succeed. Alaric blacked out and went all Poltergiest killer. Maybe. Damon and Stefan went out for drinks and Rebekkah tagged along. Bonnie’s mom became a vampire.
Read the comments on any of our
I was late to the party with the Black Dagger Brotherhood. Six of the books had already been released when I started the series. This was in the days when a title like Dark Lover would have me going all Zsadist and cocking a brow. The perk here was I devoured those first books. I read the first four in a week—aand then I hit book six Lover Enshrined and my pace came to a near stand-still.
I crack jokes about my affinity for all things Alexander Skarsgard, but I’m going to admit something to you: He’s not the reason I love Eric Northman.
We could argue over which Black Dagger Brotherhood member is the most lusted after. We have argued over which of the series’ females are truly of worth (
One of the main reasons I read fantasy and paranormal novels is the escape. Not just being drawn into another’s life, but the whole world. Even when it’s a slight shift on our current world, I get the freedom of being someplace new.
I would love to give you guys framed photos of your fictional sweethearts for Valentine’s Day, but they don’t exist, and I’m not made of money. Instead, I’ve rounded up some seriously hot wallpapers for your computer desktops. Print them, as needed.
A heroine with real problems is always more engaging than one who lives in a glass case. Some of my favorite protagonists sink deeper into the dark brush of our world, and judging bythe response to Stieg Larsson’s Lisbeth Salander, many people feel the same. These characters may live in alternate worlds, but they’ve suffered real pains in their pasts. No matter how great they are at their job or fighting the Big Bad, these heroines still have to deal with some serious personal issues.
Like many paranormal readers out there, I flit between the Romance and Science Fiction/Fantasy shelves at the bookstore. I get frustrated when I see the Fever series by
Last week on The Vampire Diaries, Damon was patient, Stefan was evil and Tyler almost killed the girl he loves.
There are certain things that when you explain aloud sound awful. For example, think of explaining the plot of The Hunger Games to a friend: It’s an exhilarating read with a great message—oh and children are forced to fight to the death on reality TV. It sounds painful to experience (and maybe it is a little), but the book is phenomenal.
As romance readers, we often joke about book boyfriends—the heroes we get all weak in the knees over. But what about the women? We invest so much time with the heroines in our favorite series, it’s like we know them well enough to raid their closet before heading out for the night.
Again, my cable guide fails epically in describing this episode as “Klaus becomes violent after Stefan hides his family’s coffins.” It makes it sound like two little boys fighting over trains. Sure, it’s still a game of keep away, but it’s a bloody and adult game. Damn it.










