Hayley Klaus Novels & Stories

It was really funny to see everyone's reaction, especially Klaus. FLASHBACK. ''I'm nervous.''I mean in the car.''I feel like I'm going to throw up. I take several deep breaths. ''Calm down, mother. Take a deep breath.''I do as he says, hear laughter and glare at Damon, Lucifer and bloody Alex. ''Look, I just don't send a nice word here, because of my son.''I hug Klaus from the side and smell his hair. It smells so good of strawberry. Klaus is ten years old, but because of malnutrition, it makes him look seven.

She tried to push his image out of her brain as Katie prattled on about how evil Theon was for standing in the way of her love life. "He touched my hand. I told you, right?" Katie looked up at her. Haley nodded. She'd only told her seventeen times. "I mean, I'm not crazy," Katie went on. "Why would he do that if he didn't like me back?" "I don't know," Haley said evenly as she picked through the clothes. She found a tight little sparkly golden dress that would be perfect for her blonde friend. "Try this one on." "Oh." Katie's eyes lit up. "It's gorgeous. But don't you want to wear it if it's new?"

Klaus is dead Amelia’s quote: I finally realized the bitter reality of life: Some of us weren’t meant to be ‘happy.’ We were just meant to be witnesses to everyone else’s joy.💔

“Bet he’ll be up all night deleting his side-chicks’ socials the day before the wedding!” “On that note, now that your girls aren’t around…” Luke grinned shrewdly, “…why don’t you tell us your body count, Kael? How many pelts in that collection, huh?” His beady eyes cut to Hayley, Kaelen's prospective fiancé. “You don’t mind honesty, do you, sweetheart?” "Uh... I-I..." Caught off-guard, she gaped like a fish, helplessly turning to Luna Selene. Irked, the matriarch's eyes flashed; she shifted to speak—but the doors slammed open.

The others sneered at me gleefully, blood seeping out of my mouth while my cheek swelled from the slap. Heidi even sighed as if she cared. "I'm doing this so that your honeymoon will be filled with happy memories! Quit being so stubborn and come with us. I promise you'll never forget this!" Seeing the glee in her eyes, I realized that she wanted to ruin my honeymoon trip from the start. Still, I nodded, to pretend to give in. "Alright, let's go." They wouldn't let me leave? Fine, I would stay… and watch them swim to their own demise!

"It starts with a k and sounds very different from the name of the white-bearded make-believe old man." "I have a feeling you'll ruin Christmas for your kids," I bluntly told her and she smiled. " So who is this... Klaus?" I finally asked. With disbelief in her eyes, Abby looked toward Jake who was now looking like he didn't give a care about the world. "How do you not know the name of that gorgeous man? That..." Abby's eyes were dreamy, it scared me a bit. "That man is such a beauty with his gorgeous, mystical eyes and perfect lips and his ass..." She drew a long breath and clasped her hands over her chest. "... such a piece of art."

How I wished for my parents to be part of this day and to see their happiness. “Ready?” Startled, I gasped loudly for air as I saw Klaus standing in front of me with a smile on his face. He had one hand in his pocket and held a red rose in his other. He wore this especially tailored black tux that failed to hide his muscular body and only showed how sexy he could be. He had his hair back and his beard trimmed. He stepped towards me but I just stood up and turned my back to him to hide my tears saying: “Yes”

Back in the hospice ward, Noelle opened her eyes weakly. She looked around and said, "Daddy, Mommy promised me she'd dress up as Santarina and bring me presents… Isn't that right?" I held her hand tightly, forcing back my grief. "Yes. Mommy will come as Santarina." I lowered my head helplessly and checked my phone again, but there was still no response from Ivana. Then, I opened Instagram and saw Charles' newest post. He wrote, "Bubbles is missing. I feel like I can't breathe… Bubbles, where are you?"

My face, along with Adonis’s, is plastered all over it on the news, but that isn’t what makes me stop; it’s the headlines and the playing video… On the screen is the video of Adonis and me from earlier; our kiss is all over the news, the way it happened, the way he held onto me, the angry clash of our lips, and the words. ‘IS THE THORNEWOOD BILLIONAIRE HEIR FINALLY OUT OF THE CLOSET? OR WAS HE NEVER IN IT? WHO IS THE BEAUTY HE SEEMS TO HAVE HIS TONGUE DOWN HER THROAT? WE ARE ALL EAGER TO FIND OUT, AND ARE WAITING FOR THE COMPANY TO SHED LIGHT ON THIS MATTER.’

He was just messing with you like he always does. But it hadn't felt like nothing. 🪷SOME MINUTES LATER🪷 Molly and I came downstairs, dressed and ready for school. We found Mr. and Mrs. Brennan already at the dining table, and Klaus was there too, eating while scrolling through his phone with a small smile playing on his lips. He was dressed for school—dark jeans, a fitted black T-shirt, and a gray zip-up hoodie left open. His hair was still slightly damp, dark strands falling across his forehead. He looked effortlessly good, the kind of good that made every girl at Classic High lose their minds.