THIS IS A CONTINUATION/FAN FICTION OF DARK_VIOLET'S ORIGINAL STORY. SLOW UPDATES Marni Sage has been through more than your average girl, probably because she's not your average girl. No, Marni is a witch who's been alive since 1850 and she's seen some things. Crazy things. She's seen vampires, werewolves, hybrids... She learned that she's actually related to the oldest vampires in the world and the love of her life is one of their biggest enemies. Cool. *** Tried to change description but it's still crap. Sorry bout that. Anywho this is a continuation of Dark_Violet's Living With The Originals, which is the sequel to Living With Damon and Stefan. I suggest going to read those before trying to read this. They're so much better. Two things though! 1- I have Dark_Violet's permission to write this and continue Marni's story 2- I started writing this before she updated her last few chapters and wrapped everything up, so the beginning probably won't make much sense, sorry.

"Can you just give me the freaking chess piece?!" I gave up trying to be calm, and snapped at Nate with crossed arms. "Not until you get up there and sing." He smirked, a microphone extended towards me in his outstretched hand. Grumbling to myself, I took a calming breath. I pinched the bridge of my nose and counted to ten. Come on, do it for Spades. "Give me that mic." I muttered, snatching it from his hands. Avery was devastated when her best friend Spades moved. She dated, and tried to move on, but no one could replace him. After her breakup with her recent boyfriend she discovers a chess piece attached with a puzzle piece and a folded note. There is a silver of hope when she recognizes her best friend's writing. Will these pieces lead her to finding her best friend? Throw in a jock who Avery had sparked his interest, and a jeck who reminds her of Spades... (I'm pretty bad at blurbs so don't let this put you off! D:)

My name is Jasmine Clark and my life is set for a drastic change when Social Services learn of the neglect my mother inflicted on me after my father's untimely demise. I am taken away from my home and sent to live with an old friend of my father's; James Andersen, his wife, Lilly, and their seven sons. Living in a house with seven boys is no walk in the park, either. This is me, surviving the Andersen brothers.