My book is inspired by The Originals, with slight bits of The Vampire Diaries. Watching both shows will probably be the best in order to understand the story.
All rights go to the creator Julie Plec and both her shows (The Originals/The Vampire Diaries). I own nothing but the characters that have come from my own imagination.
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I slammed my fourth shot glass against the bar as the bourbon slid down my throat causing me to exhale deeply.
"Wait, so you know them?" Bellamy asked, doing the same, slightly wincing due to the strong liquid.
We had been in Rousseau's for the past two hours, the clock now striking the afternoon, talking about what that hell was going on in New Orleans.
Like I said, it was five o'clock somewhere.
"Yea I know them. The Mikealsons spent some time in Mystic Falls." I threw my head back again, taking another shot. "Whole other story on that one."
He pinched the brim of his nose, closing his eyes for a minute. "Sounds to me Mystic Falls wasn't so boring after all."
"They're not that bad, you know. People are just frightened when they hear an Original-" Visions abruptly scattered in my mind, of Klaus, tearing people apart for his own bidding, his bloody grin soon morphing into a flashback of Rebekah twisting a knife, bleeding Damon out. "Well... one of them isn't that bad."
"Rue Whitmore. Always one to trust everyone she meets."
I rolled my eyes, preparing to defend myself against his assumption when a ding sounded from his phone. Studying his neutral expression after checking it, I waited for him to say something.
"Marcel wants us back at the compound. Says it's urgent." He shoved the device in his back pocket, hopping off the chair.
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