In 1840 in a small town called Mystic Falls, a young powerful witch and legacy of the Greek God Hermes, Sally Jackson, gave birth to a beautiful little girl who closely resembled her father, the Sea God, Poseidon. Many trials she would face. Many she would meet and befriend. Many she would come upon and quarrel. But Maia Jackson would be one of few greatest and most talented demigods to have lived and fought. Her life will be as unpredictable as her emotions and her skills would be sought after by a myriad of species. And now, after more than a century the daughter of the seas and the legacy of thieves, Lady Maia Jackson would be returning to Mystic Falls. Now what happens when she sees three very familiar faces on people who should long be dead.

Katerina Petrova. Or Katherine Pierce. She is a "better you die than I," type of person. But after about four hundred years on the run and after the situation in Mystic Falls with the Salvatore Brothers, Katerina stumbles across an empty village. The buildings all burned to ashes. The vampire is about to move on, until a faint crying catches her attention. She finds a woman burnt to a crisp, but underneath the blackened corpse... a little baby girl screaming for help. The baby's mother had given her life to protect the blue eyed child. The known heartless Petrova hesitated, thinking back to when she was shunned for her own baby after she was taken from her arms. Katerina could leave the little girl to die a slow death... Or...

With the death of her closest friend, Tempest has lost her sanity, causing her to shift into the mindless beast that always clawed at the chains locking it away. But now the Tiger is free, the savage, bloodthirsty monster that had consumed her two times before. The saying goes, "Third times the charm..." Does this mean this the end of Tempest Salvatore and the beginning of the chaotic being that was the darkest part of her soul? But then, from nowhere, she comes across a strange man who seems to revel in her discord and destruction, taking delight in her lack of humanity. How will this story end?

A young, not so young tiger hybrid is pulled into her brothers' bullshit because of a certain doppelgänger and her problems that she can't deal with herself, that bitch. But now she's tits deep in lots of bullshit, everyone's fucking bullshit. Not to mention there's suddenly another hybrid hanging over her shoulder, giving her weird looks that she's yet to figure out. Add teeth, blood, magic and a few...okay a lot...of curse words and you've got a story. Completed 31 July 2020

The first thing he saw when he woke was a pair of very familiar blue eyes, filled with amusement with a touch of concern and a soft smile curving her pink lips while a small crease centered her brow. "Dearest Elijah. Never has the thought of anyone beating you, ever crossed my mind. One of the best warriors in our village I do believe you once were, bested by two baby vampires." The blonde's laughter was the sweetest tune he had heard since they were human. One of his greatest friends and the one who had become like the older sister to all his siblings. "I thought you were dead... how are you alive?" The Mikaelson's voice was dry and raspy, for obvious reasons, "Where have you been all this time?" She smiled at him, "Mikael and Esther cared too much for me to let me continue as a mortal, Lijah. You know I was the replacement for Freya. As for where I have been..."

Payton Williams was not your regular Southern Belle. No, she was impolite, had a smart mouth and was a little shit. Not your everyday Texan Sweetheart, who just seemed to know things before they happened. One day, after telling her baby brother Charles that she was only going into town for some sugar, Payton finds herself dead and with a hunger for blood. Then not long after, Charlie joined her, upsetting her beyond belief. But there was one thing that made her existence slightly better. And it was the person who changed her, trained her and freed her. Major Jasper Whitlock. Her mate.