KLAYLEY Short Stories. There will be sex scenes, erotica and smut in these stories.
Each Chapter is a Complete Story.
This book contains Adult Content and Themes.
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@AtlronnieHayley gives birth to hope but Hayley feels as tho she couldn't give her a stable home so she drops hope off at the Mikaelson door steps with a letter and runs. The Mikaelson family raises her. When Hope turns 16 she asks about her mother and they tell her the truth hope feeling angry she sets out to find Hayley to get answers.
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CHAPTER ONE.
Hope looked at her family around the table as they sang happy birthday to her on her sixteenth birthday. Her Aunt Rebekah and brother Marcel smiled widely as they sang to her. Auntie Freya and her Aunt Keelin. Keelin singing loudly she always did which made Hope smile. Her Uncle Kol and Aunt Davina. Her Uncle Elijah who sang in a low baritone and finally her Dad at the head of the table to her left watching her closely with that rare dimpled smile of his. Klaus Mikaelson the original hybrid. Strong protective ruthless when needed and her only parent, whom she knew loved her deeply and Hope idolised him. Her Dad would do anything for her and had done to protect her over the years. Hope Mikaelson, miracle tribrid child and the only child of Klaus Mikaelson. Hope blew out her candles with cheers around the table. She laughed at her powerful original family that others from school and around her hometown of New Orleans were scared and frightened of but to her they were at times goofy, funny, loving and always and forever. She knew she was loved and cherished by her family. That her birth had meant a new era for the original family. Her Aunt Rebekah and Uncle Elijah always telling her that her birth and existence started a new chapter for her Dad and the Mikaelson family from their long dark oftentimes angry pointless thousand year survival.
Hope had read the family journals and her Uncle Elijah had let her read his own personal journals when she was fifteen. Her Dad in those journals that her Uncle wrote about was little like the Dad that cared and loved her growing up. It was only when she was fourteen she had seen him dealing with some vampires and she saw a glimpse of the cruel, merciless monster her uncle described in the pages of the family history. It was a defining moment for Hope, realizing her Dad was a good loving father but also a feared devil and beast at times. Not that Hope cared, he was her Dad. He was always honest with her and if she asked or questioned him about his actions or anything he told her the truth unashamedly. Her Dad knew he was no paragon of virtue. That was one of the characteristics that she loved so much about her Dad, his halcyon honesty with her.
After the family dinner she went up to find him after pigging out on her birthday cake with her aunts Keelin and Davina in the kitchen. She found him in his paint studio of course. Hope went and sat on the stool near his easel that he was painting at. He glanced at her and smiled.
"Are you sure you do not want a party here to celebrate with your friend's sweetheart? It doesn't have to be a ball as Rebekah suggested. I think Davina and Keelin's idea of a casual party is better suited for you." Hope shook her head.
"No I'm saving the big rave up for when I'm eighteen, you'll all be sorry then, you should see the rave-ups kids have today Dad," She sassed him. Klaus chuckled.
