Plot idea by @praneeha She buried her heart beside him. Hayley Marshall and Kaivor Brennan were never meant to be a tragedy. They were the quiet kind of love the one that doesn't scream, just stays. Gentle hands. Soft mornings. A future carved in slow, steady breaths. Then the accident turned forever into goodbye. But fate, cruel and kind in the same breath, gave her a door. A path to another universe. Another Kaivor. Same face. Same soul. Alive. She stepped through expecting to find home. Instead, she found Klaus Mikaelson. Same face. Same hands. Same voice that whispers her name like a prayer. But his touch is a cage, not a cradle. His love is a storm, not a shelter. He has seen her in visions for a thousand years - long before she ever knew he existed. Their wolves are bound across time, across worlds, across every version of every universe. He has been waiting. And he will not let her go. Now the door is closed. Hayley is stranded in a world that tastes like rust and roses, haunted by the ghost of a gentle love she can never return to. She tells herself she hates him. But hate doesn't tremble when he looks at her. But hate doesn't memorize the way he breathes in his sleep. But hate doesn't ache when he almost smiles. Somewhere between grieving Kaivor and falling for Klaus, Hayley is learning a terrible truth: The universe doesn't promise you the right person. Sometimes it gives you the wrong one and somehow, impossibly, he becomes right. She came looking for her first love. She found her last one instead.

Marnie Sinclair is one of the most gifted art restorers in New Orleans young, brilliant, and known for her uncanny ability to breathe life back into paintings that time, neglect, or violence has almost destroyed. Elegant, observant, and quietly fierce, she sees what others miss: the emotion trapped in every brushstroke, the history hidden beneath layers of grime, the soul the artist poured into their work. To her, nothing is truly broken beyond repair... not really. She lives a quiet, normal life, surrounded by beauty and history, completely unaware that monsters walk the same streets she does. Until the day Klaus Mikaelson walks into her studio.

Every note she sings can heal or destroy. But she's never met a monster she couldn't break. Until him. Faye Chamberlain is a fierce music hall singer who utterly despises Klaus Mikaelson, the arrogant, shadowy proprietor of London's exclusive underworld. Their rehearsals are a battlefield of pride and heavy friction until a rival's sabotage unleashes an ancient siren curse, forcing the thousand-year-old Original Hybrid to rewrite her fate with his own immortal blood. Bound by his lineage, their hatred twists into a breathless, suffocating obsession in the dark corners of the theater. Faye taunts him by whispering "my monster" against his skin, unaware that Klaus is the only creature indestructible enough to handle her raw, shattering power. And when she finally sings his name, the ultimate apex predator will completely lose control.

"I was furious at what the makers did to Klayley the love, the fire, the soul-deep bond they ignored like it meant nothing. So I'm rewriting it. This is their story, the way it was meant to be told - fierce, flawed, eternal. Where love isn't soft, it's wild. This is the rebirth of them.

Klaus Restart. WARNING THIS KLAUS HAS THE POWER THAT L.J. SMITH THE ORIGINAL WRITER OF KLAUS MIKAELSON GAVE HIM. BUT WITH MORE COMPASSION WHICH PLEC GAVE HIM. THIS KLAUS MIKAELSON IS A MIXTURE OF BOTH. DO NOT READ IF YOU CANNOT WRAP YOUR IMAGINATIVE MINDS AROUND THAT CONCEPT. A Klayley Originals Rewrite. With an original concept of power and gifts. Season by season. This time Klaus has memories and no one else. DAVINA CLAIRE IS 18+ IN THIS STORY FOR WATTPAD CENSORSHIP PURPOSES. This book contains Adult Content. DO NOT BOTHER WITH NEGATIVE COMMENTS. JUST MOVE ON AND READ SOMETHING ELSE. I do not own the Originals or the characters. I do own the creative content. IF ANY OF MY STORIES END UP ON AO3 AGAIN UNDER ANOTHER AUTHORS NAME I WILL REPORT YOU. THIS WORK IS RIGHTS RESERVED. NO ONE HAS PERMISSION TO PUBLISH MY WORK.

The last thing That Hayley Marshall Remember was being in the otherside watching and Agonizing as her daughter fought against Malivore . The next second she wake up in the Cemetery where the Deveraux sister's Kidnapped her nearly Twenty years in the Past , with A chance of reliving her live Protecting her Family and Giving Hope her Dream Family , Nothing and no one will Stand in Hayley's Way in Reuniting and Changing her family and Daughter Destiny .