Stefan Salvatore had spent lifetimes searching for her.

Every time he found her, she didn’t remember him. Every time he loved her, she was doomed to die for him.

He met her first in 1864, when her golden eyes burned with defiance as she shifted, tearing through the men chasing him and Damon. She fought for him, bled for him—until the gunfire tore her apart, and he held her lifeless body in his arms. He never forgot the way she whispered his name before the light left her eyes.

Then she was gone.

Until she wasn’t.

Decades later, in 1920s Chicago, he found her again. Different name, same soul. She laughed like she had never known death, but he had. When she loved him, she loved recklessly. And when the bloodlust overtook him, she was the only one who could pull him back. But fate was cruel—when his enemies came, she stood between him and death. Another sacrifice. Another body in his arms.

Then she was gone.

Again.

Now, in 2010, she is Selene Calloway—wild, untamed, and completely unaware of the past they’ve shared. She’s back in Mystic Falls, drawn to the supernatural pull of the town, haunted by dreams she doesn’t understand. Stefan watches her from afar, torn between telling her the truth and letting her go. Because if history repeats itself, she will die for him.

And he doesn’t know if he can bear to lose her one more time.