Novel & Cerita Damon And Klaus

We have two children, we are married, who would have thought that. ''Truly, we are both lucky to have you in our lives, Thomas.''Damon says smiling.''I've never received love from anyone but Luc. You loved us just the way we are. ''It would be impossible not to love you. We looked forward, watching Klaus fight Enzo. ''Will we have peace?''I ask. ''We sure will.''The two say in unison. I turn to the two. ''I love you. They leaned over and kissed my cheeks.

He nods with a sad smile. “Thank you, Klaus.” When Damien arrives, he stands in the door frame. His hands hooked above the door, leaning in as he tries to figure out if I wanted him here. He studies me with his dark eyes. I feel my heart skip a beat as his sweet vanilla scent fills the room. Klaus winks at him and leaves. “How do you feel?” Damien asks “Like crap.” He nods his head and steps into the room. “So you were mated to my little brother.”

"The person you love most? Isn't that a bit much?" "People don't want a lukewarm story, Liam," Klaus said, leaning against the table. "They want a bond. They want to believe that I’ve been hiding you away because you’re the only thing that keeps me grounded. If we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it right." "So, I’m an actor now," I said. "You’re a partner. I pay the bills, you play the part." Klaus checked his watch. "The PR team wants the first post tonight. They want to break the news before the morning papers. We need a photo."

I was about to say something but I was cut off before I could even start. “Stop talking, Amy, you are eating” Claire reprimanded while throwing daggers at me. All these while, Alpha Damon only stared at us without saying anything. Amy went still and just ate her food without saying anything further. Thankfully, the food was already served so I started eating to get out of here before it gets more awkward than it already is. “I guess you two already met” Alpha Damon spoke up. “Yes, we met earlier. And I fell in love with how she speaks, she's beautiful and friendly. I think we will get along very well because I like her” I stared blankly at Claire as she spoke calmly and sweetly.

“This? You think this can stop me?” Klaus hissed orders at his men. “Kill them both!” The fight erupted, chaotic and violent. Damon tore through the attackers with savage precision, his movements a blur of power and fury. He dispatched them effortlessly, one after the other, their bodies dropping around us like ragdolls. Klaus, realizing the tide had turned, scrambled to his feet and retreated to his car, escaping with his life. "This isn't over!" Kalus groaned, escaping. But we knew he would return.

Klaus growled at Damon who in turn simply shrugged like he hadn’t just been spoken to by someone of higher authority. “What is disrespectful, king?!” Damon nearly shouted. “Why do you find me touching a friend’s hair disrespectful?” He barked, pulling away from me so that he could stand toe to toe with Klaus. “Because that so-called ‘friend’ is my wife.” Klaus clapped back at Damon who only smiled.

He is claiming me with his kiss, pouring his emotions,showing me what he wanted to say with his mouth. I shouldn't be enjoying his force, being submissive and giving him full access to devour me. Damien held me up and let my legs wrapped around his waist, my hips grinned down on his stomach making him groan and pull away from his kiss. His eyes were hooded with lust and want, I am sure mine reflects the same as him. “Chloe...please be honest with me” he whispered, brushing my lower lips with his thumb. I nodded in daze. “okay...I don't want to keep secrets between us” I say, nuzzling against his cheek.

As I'm about to tell her that I don't know anything about it, Damon's car stops behind us. -I think Carla's future husband has come to visit us, I hear my godfather coming towards us. I look at the car, which caught the attention of strangers, and from it comes Damon, sexier than ever, dressed in a suit, spreading his intoxicating perfume. -Good evening, he says, taking off his glasses. -Good evening, my godparents say excitedly. -Sweetheart, we should go, it's getting late, he says, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

Skye ~”Which one do you like? Damon ~”The black one, it is damn hot. I might just take it off again.” Skye ~”Then you got to wear black.” Damon ~”Are we going to be one of those couples?” Skye ~”Hahaha as long as we don't wear matching Christmas jerseys.” Damon ~”Is this acceptable for you Mrs Chase?” Skye ~”Mmm I like, can we take it off, I want to see which looks better.” Damon ~”We will never make drinks then.”

The tension from the night before still lingered in the air like smoke when Damien walked into Eclipse at 11:47 p.m. sharp. Kai was already waiting behind the bar, arms crossed, ice-blue eyes guarded. The rooftop was quiet, rain a soft constant against the glass, but the silence between them felt louder than the storm. Damien didn’t speak at first. He simply locked the door behind him, shrugged off his charcoal suit jacket, and crossed the floor until he stood directly in front of Kai. Steel-gray eyes searched Kai’s face for a long moment.