She wore her scars, as her best attire. A stunning dress, made of hellfire.

The youngest Mikaelson and the oldest Salvatore meet under unlikely circumstances and fall in love. [SEASON TWO - THE VAMPIRE DIARIES] [BOOK ONE OF THE ARABELLA SERIES] [COVER BY: @voluntears] SEQUEL IS NOW PUBLISHED, 'The Family Jewels' #43 in Fanfiction - 7/24/16 holly james © 2016 *this story was first written in 2015, when the writer was a wee 14 year old. it has not been edited since. the writer has no plans to go back and edit. please keep that in mind and read at your own risk lol*

Aesir is special. Why Aesir as a name? I'm old. My name is Scandinavian. My family were Norsemen. Let's just say, before Klaus and his little gang. I was the first hybrid. Witch, werewolf, and Vampire. How would I be a vampire? Tatia had another doppelganger before her. She was a secret amongst everyone. I'm the ultimate creature. Either destruction or creation. (This was written when I was 13 so THIS IS A WARNING that it may not be the best )

'"Okay..." I trailed off awkwardly, shoving my hands in my pockets. He groaned in frustration and I shot him a look. "What are you uhhh-ing about?" I demanded. His eyes landed on me, studying for only second before he crashed his lips to mine. At first I was shocked and tried to push him away. But then I melted and I moulded into him. He was perfection.' Brooklyn Salvatore; crazy vampire chick. The long lost sister of Damon and Stefan Salvatore. They both believed she was dead, but guess what? SHE'S BACK. And no thanks to the wonderful Katherine Pierce. When she comes back to Mystic Falls, she finds out that her brothers are seeking refuge here. Look out Salvatore brothers. Brooklyn's back. [DISCONTINUED] © bravelupin