His Hope (Only His Series: Book 2) *NEW VERSION*
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  • Reads 142,526
  • Votes 4,175
  • Parts 46
  • Time 8h 13m
Complete, First published Sep 09, 2019
Mature
When a solicitor comes knocking, there are a few responses. One) you ignore them. Two) you open the door and tell them to go away. And three) you set your massive guard dogs on them. Personally, I was in favor of ignoring the problem until it went away. But somehow, in this last decade, when my life became messed up, I was no longer able to use option one, two, or three.  Karma was a bigger problem than I thought and, well damn, this could not be my life.

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DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES OR THE ORIGINALS. ALL COPYRIGHTS AND OWNERSHIP GO TO THE CW, JULIE PLEC, KEVIN WILLIAMSON, MICHEAL NARDUCCI, AND L.J. SMITH. I ONLY OWN MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS AND DIALOGUE.

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This story is my completely rewritten version of His Hope (Book 2). This version is also available on Archive of Our Own (under the same username) and Fanfiction.net (under the username: ihappymac). Please do not steal my work; I have put a lot of effort into it.
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