Okay so this is my first multi-chap Klayley story... I wanted to give a try. I love historical romance so i was inspired by one of my favorite books 'The Flame and the Flower' by Kathleen E. Woodwiss. she's one of my favorite authors. I hope you guys enjoy this and i hope to here what you guys think of this and if i should continue or just discard this story.-JasZ
In the outskirts of Mystic Falls, Virginia
A little girl around the age of eight stands in front of a small worn farm. Her chocolate locks neatly pulled away from her heart shaped face. Doe shaped eyes that carry the color of heartbreak shine with tears ready to be shed. Her little heart has suffered terribly in the last two months. With the loss of her dearest father who had gotten in some nasty cross fire. He was shot and killed in city square... Her mother was gravely ill and perished during childbirth a few weeks after news of her father's demise. Leaving the little girl alone to find comfort in her absent uncle.
Antony Labonair eyes the little girl his brother had spawned. After so many years of not having contact with his brother; he now has to fend for his child. Antony knew of the war that was currently happening down in Louisiana the troubles his brother and wife were having. How they gave up their only child and longed for her to be safe. It was their dying wish, a wish that was granted by some unknown soul. That is why; she was given to a human family. Somehow the child ended up at his doorstep in a carriage. The coach man handed him a letter and there he stood rooted to the ground.
Mr. Labonair,
I'm sorry to spring this upon you. But I can no longer watch over Phillip's child. Forgive us. My husband no longer walks among us. As for I… I shall not walk for much longer. I dreamt that I will not survive this child birth. Hayley, we did not know of her name when she arrived, thus we had christened her with Hayley. She is young and still does not know of your world. It was Helen's wish to keep her hidden and I honored it.
I just pray that you can give her some light to the truth. If she is to trigger her curse, heaven forbid, please guide her. Please do not let our history cloud your eyes… I truly came to love the child as she came from my womb. Antony, promise me that you will protect and love my Hayley. She is your niece…
Sincerely,
Matilda Marshall
Antony frowns as he looks at the little girl. Taking in her features, he sees a lot of Helen's Irish roots as well as Phillip's and his own French roots. Little Hayley will became a beauty that Helen once was. This is his younger brother's daughter… the heir to the Labonair pack. The child that has suffered and has brought nothing but death to everyone's doorstep. Yet it seems that she is not at fault.
Matilda Marshall nee Fitzgerald, a mortal old flame of his, took the child in. now the tables have turned and he is to watch over the child… a child that could have been raised as his own with Matilda at his side; if he had not gone against his father. A muck that lead him to marry a barren, harpy of a woman. Maybe having the child here will brighten his life as well as his hag of a wife.
Hayley Marshall was now an orphan and is now in the care of her Uncle. Hayley has never met her uncle. All she knew was that her uncle was brother to her mama. She is now forced to change her way of life. Give up all she has grown to know. As her uncle takes her little hand into his, he leads her towards the so called farm.
there you have it! I Hope you guys enjoyed it! I hope to get some feed back on this little story story. I'm going to try to stick to the original story line with my own twists and turns! Anyhoo, i hope to hear from ya'll.-JasZ