Welcome to The Original Diaries, everyone!

Thank you for giving this work of Fan-fiction a chance to bring you back to the amazing world of The Vampire Diaries and The Originals retold through my own lens.

~ Disclaimer ~
To give y'all an even better experience while reading, I've made it so the titles of each chapter refer to episode names (with some exceptions) from the actual series, specifically starting with The Vampire Diaries season 3 and moving on through season 4 before diverging into my own plot with elements from The Originals sprinkled in here and there!

In addition to all the above, I included music for y'all to listen to as you read. The songs I chose are either because I was listening to them as I was writing or it plays out nicely with the story. Regardless, I hope I'm able to put you on to artists you may not always hear on the radio. The link is below, just take out all the spaces or type in The Original Diaries rhiannon mcclain on youtube.

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Prologue

I was so thirsty.

I was finally alone and I needed to feed.

Ripping the top off, I drained the cool fluid from one of the blood bags I brought up here with me. I was holed up in the bathroom at the Salvatores' manor jonesing for the essence of human life. Blood.

I almost couldn't believe that this was my new normal now but it is.

My life as a teenaged vampire basically. Caroline Elizabeth Forbes, to be specific.

Welcome to my life.

Now that we've got the introductions out of the way, let me take you to a time when my supernatural troubles really started.

I thought it was bad when my own dad tortured me for days to associate vampirism with pain. I'll never forget his words…

You're a vampire, sweetheart. I don't think you'll ever be okay again.

Crazy right. How could he say or do something like that to me? Mom accepted me, so why couldn't he?

So, I was thinking about taking you there. But, I've decided start somewhere else in my story.

The day my boyfriend was turned into a vampire-werewolf hybrid.