Claudia Stilinski Novels & Stories

Doria, Nikolas's lover, was the only one who seemed to be struggling to hide her dislike for me. In the room, it was like I didn't exist anymore to Nikolas. His undiluted attention was focused on his mother. So were most of his cutting remarks. If I didn't know better. I would never believe the duo were a mother and son. I knew Nikolas was rather infamous for his ruthlessness in business world. Not to mention that my sister had suffered from that foul attitude, but I believed it was nothing compared to his nastiness towards his mother. I would have actually felt some semblance of pity for Lilika Sica if the woman wasn't such a spitfire herself. She had the perfect clap back for every of Niko

“This has nothing to do with you. Elise and I love each other, and nothing you say is going to change that.” “She does not love you! She hopping from one rich dick to another.” Claudia yells, standing to her feet. Her gaze is wild in a way I have never seen her before. “The whore will be your undoing, Sirius.” “Do not dare call Elise a whore.” Sirius growls. “I am only calling her what she is, but trust me I will end her before she ends us.” Claudia bites back, and what happens next is so fast I couldn’t have seen it coming.

“And once I set my mind to something, I—” “Hmm.” Claudia hummed thoughtfully, tapping her chin. “I see…” Suddenly, the sound of footsteps caught Claudia’s attention. She looked up to see none other than Alpha Edwin Brooks striding her way—with a young girl on his arm, no less. “Edwin,” Claudia breathed, blinking dazedly. “What a pleasure—” “That design is mine, you thief!” the girl blurted out before Claudia could finish, pointing an accusing finger at a startled Linda. “I submitted it myself, and you stole it!”

“Nicho? What’s going on?” Luca asked when Nicho took the call. “Nothing much right now, we are still trying to locate Carlos, that bastard sure knows how to hide away but I assure you that he will be found soon, Claudia, her full name is Claudia Santos, she used to be Elisa Santos but she changed her name when she turned eighteen. She is aged, thirty; the only thing we could find online about her was that she was sent to the correction center at seventeen because she stabbed a fellow student. Her records were wiped though, but I found an old article that was written about it. That might be why she changed her name, from what I got from the men we brought in with us, she barely had any intera

They threw sharp, unfriendly glances her way, but Claudia ignored them completely, focusing on the teacher instead. “You— the new student,” the teacher called gently, pointing at her. “Please come forward and introduce yourself.” Claudia stood. “My name is Claudia Jackson,” she said simply. “Nice to meet you all.” Then she returned to her seat. A loud hiss broke the calm. Tina. The teacher paused briefly, then continued as if nothing had happened. “Today’s topic focuses on recent events in Italy,” she began. The class grew attentive. “There have been multiple assassinations targeting high- ranking officials. The attacker is a serial killer known as Striker.”

I had never seen more than three in here before. Claudia was standing behind the desk. She was not sitting, but standing. Her hands were clasped in front of her. Mask off, composure completely intact. That was the thing about Claudia that had always been the most frightening. Her composure never moved. It sat on her face like something load-bearing, like if it shifted, the whole structure would collapse. The only way you knew something had changed was in the quality of the stillness. Her usual stillness was comfortable. This one was the stillness of someone who had already made a decision and was waiting for the right moment to use it.

“He’s fucked, human or not.” Dietrich called out, his voice booming. “Hold up, everyone! Before you go awards time. This term’s standout piece goes to… Beatrice Stahl!” My stomach flipped as he waved me up, holding a little gold plaque. The room went quiet, vampire glares sharpening and Klaus’s too. I walked up on shaky legs, and took it. “Uh… thanks, Professor. Didn’t expect this.” He beamed, all proud. “Earned it! That portrait abstract, bold, so much soul. Expressive genius!”

An old man on the vintage chair with a newspaper in hand replied. A woman wearing a huge smile on her face, probably older than Westley stood up. “Audene, I thought you’re busy.” The thick southern accent in her tongue was palpable. She bounced her eyes from me, then back to Westley. “Hello, I’m Clyve.” I held out my hand. “You must be new here, darlin’. I’m Xena.” She shook my hand, then looked at Westley who looked at her with disinterest. It was her way of telling her to shut up because I was not her type.

She moaned and Delcan was pleased with the sound. Ahhhh,.....mmm baby Chantelle moaned out and Delcan was surprised. Where did his shy girl go to? He finally rubbed his dick on her clit before sliding it in her pussy and she moaned out loudly. He kept penetrating till his cum was out and he kissed her and promise to love her always.

Alessio Mariano is a gay man. Klaudia Kastner, KK as known by her peers keeps her government name. She was a fierce looking woman with constant dreamy eyes and pitch black hair. She works the pole as if she was born for it and gained the stage name ‘Katlyn’, she was highly sought after and given her open sexuality, she lured both men and women that clubbed hard into her bed. Klaudia Kastner was a woman who got information from anybody and was brutal in killing anyone that needs to be killed and nothing traces back to her.