A/N: This is a Marcel and OC story. I was just wondering if anyone was actually interested to I posted an introductory chapter. I'm currently working on two other stories so this one may not be updated that often. But just let me know if anyone is interested.

I might make this into a love triangle but you decide who you want her to also be with.

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries only my OC's

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Chapter 1:

I moved to New Orleans five years ago when I decided I wanted to travel to help Hurricane Katrina victims. Little did I know I was going to fall in love? How cliché right? With a vampire nonetheless. I fell for him quickly and hard. He isn't all that controlling and he doesn't show public affection but it doesn't mean that he doesn't love me. He proves it in the privacy of our home. And it's not always in a sexual manner. We may just have a movie night. I've been with him ever since I moved here and everything has been great.

He's supposedly this 'King' of the quarter and has everyone falling at his feet; whether it be praising him or fearing him. The vampire community looks up to me as their queen even though I am not a vampire. I tend to gain the respect of the undead and the living. I will never understand why they look upon me. It's weird and sometimes dangerous. But then again maybe it's my tone and how I present myself to the people. Little does Marcel know, that I am a witch; a powerful bloodline that dates back to ancient Egypt and ancient sorcery. I cast spells to mask my scent so that no vampire could ever tell I am a witch.

Marcel despises witches and for some odd reason I don't know why. Maybe because they can see the flaws and innocent blood that has been shed throughout the quarter. But I love Marcel and I do not wish to lose him.

I'm Egyptian but maybe I'm even Persian. I'm still unsure of my actual bloodline; since my family goes way back to at least 8,000 years. I have long silky black hair and piercing gray eyes. I have nice size rounded hips; my mother would say for child bearing. And a nice handful of boobs. When I am always in the sun I get a nice light brown complexion and it compliments my eyes. My personality type would be a motherly love but a kinky side for being an amazing lover. I am a very respectable person but if you ever get me angry it's not a pretty picture. I may smile and laugh with you but deep down I just want to gut you.

Marcel's and I love is so deep that we never leave each other side. It's almost like we're soul mates. But I have been away for a few months visiting my grandparents in Egypt. They wanted to teach me a few more spells before they pass away. It may be soon or it may be in a couple of years. I even picked up a very sensual belly dance routine that I have to show Marcel later. I even bought a cute belly dance outfit. I know he will very pleased. I just hated being away from him.

I decided to call him and tell him I should be home soon.

"Hello" he answered.

"Hey baby whatcha doing?"

"Khleo? Is that you? Damn baby I miss hearing your voice"

I chuckled "wow! I cannot believe you almost forgot my voice. But I really missed you. But I do have a few surprises for you" I told him seductively.

"Oh really? I can't wait but when are you coming home?"

"Maybe in a couple of hours or tomorrow. If the plane doesn't get delayed"

"That's really great baby. Listen I'm in the middle of something right now so call me when you get here. I love you."

"Yeah I love you too" I said as I hung up the phone. I hated when he was busy. He always made me wait and always feel neglected.

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