Davina And Klaus Novels & Stories

That lovely smile. I silently cursed. I'd only known the girl for a few hours- in person, and I was acting like she's the only girl left in the world. "Hey, I was thinking," Chris' voice broke into my thoughts. Turning my gaze towards him, I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. "How did Dave and his men know where to find Khloe, even to the point of getting in and out of New York, undetected?" I stared at him in confusion. "What are you getting at?"

Sienna came to join us, twirling elegant manicured fingers along the stem of her wineglass. Lucien laughed, his voice rich and full, sending tingles pooling at my belly. His hand wrapped around my waist as he pulled me close and placed a kiss on the top of my head. "I know you have plans to destroy our relationship, but Davina loves me too much for that to work." "She has poor taste in men." She clicked her tongue, before turning to the approaching figure. It was Raine. "Congratulations, girl. You're glowing." She pulled me into a hug, and allowed the contact linger for a while.

He froze when he saw Mel and the chaos that had unfolded. "Davina, it's okay," he said, trying to defuse the situation. "This is Mel, my ex-girlfriend. Mel, meet Davina, my wife." Davina raised an eyebrow, her expression shifting from suspicion to curiosity. "Ex-girlfriend, huh?" Mel attempted to explain, "Xavier, we really need to talk." But before she could say more, Davina's playful side emerged. With a mischievous grin, she removed one of her boxing gloves and flexed her fingers menacingly.

As Klaus slowly began to heal, Davina found solace in their shared moments of tenderness and vulnerability, strengthening their connection even further. As Klaus's strength returned, so too did the resolve of Davina and their allies. Together, they continued their fight against the Humans Firsters, determined to protect their people and preserve their way of life. Despite the challenges that lay before them, they remained steadfast in their commitment to each other and to the greater good.

I didn’t know which was worse: the fear that he might know what I do and who I am, or the terrifying realisation that my body didn’t need a mask to call out to him. We reached the edge of the rose bushes. The silence between us stretched till it felt like it would snap. Aiden stepped closer, so close our noses almost touched. He reached out his fingers, hovering just inches from my neck—right where the faint, purple bruise from last night was hidden beneath my collar. “You have a very familiar scent, Davina,” he murmured, his voice dropping dangerously more familiar to someone from the club. “Tell me…do you often go for walks in the moonlight?”

“What?” “You heard me.” I sat up straighter, gripping my knees. “Casper, be my fake boyfriend.” Jules and Casper exchanged glances, clearly unsure whether to laugh or take me seriously. Casper flicked his eyes and stared at me. “Uh…” he scratched the back of his neck, looking about as uncomfortable as someone being interrogated. “You feeling okay, Davina?” I groaned, rubbing my temples. “I'm dead serious. Shannon humiliated me in front of everyone. I need to bounce back. And what better way than to have a boyfriend?” I paused, then added, “a fake one, obviously.”

They had gone to celebrate her three awards in a row for the same movie she got a role in. All she remembered was that she had drank alot and she passed out. What happened next? "Sophia...oh Sophia...thank goodness.. it's me Davi..where are you?" Sophia suddenly chuckled at the other end of the phone. It was so devious and evil and dark that Davi froze. It was unlike her. "Selena Davi." Sophia said mockingly. "How do you feel this morning?" Davi remained speechless. "You're on top search on the Internet.. everyone's talking about you....go check it out."

ALVA The sound of the car engine roused me from my half-sleep as Nikolas pulled up in front of me. That was what I got for insisting I made breakfast for all three of us despite staying up super late the night before and playing a game of 'we aren't really strangers' with Nikolas. For me, it was some sort of escapism. When Nikolas got through to me, it always felt like I was betraying Charis' memory. At the same time, it felt wrong to continue to judge Klaus by actions he committed in the past when it was crystal clear he wasn't that sort of person anymore. I patted an equally sleepy Samuel and carried him in my arms. He had an appointment today, and while I wanted to follow him, I had schoo

, handing him a couple of cut lemons and a bowl full of vegetables. After dinner, Klaus took a shower to clear his head, Anika had been responding to him in the proper way, which confirmed the fact that the woman was more responsive when he acted like the typical homebody he had always found ridiculous, but even he had to admit it was nice from time to time, the only female company he used to have was for specific reasons, just to indulge his own carnal desires, he would never have imagined himself cooking in some twisted version of the happy family with the woman whom he planned to kill. Anika's company was…pleasant, he would grant her that, the woman had quite a lot of energy now that her