Klaus Caroline Novels & Stories

Kara was fascinated by the things in Claudine's room--all around there were some strange experiments and contraptions of sorts hanging by the walls or from the ceiling. There were also blueprints scattered on the floor, and one giant blueprint spread across a drawing board with little pins stuck to it. Kara spotted a dresser with a mirror covered in scribbles and notes. Instead of the usual vanity items, the dresser had markers and tissue on it. Claudine's bed could barely be spotted in the mess, but it was there in the middle of it all, the only well-kept thing in the entire place.

I asked for the tenth time. She rolled her eyes “no, we have to find the perfect dress and I know someone who can help” she pulled out her phone and talked to someone. “who was that?” I asked. She grinned ‘wait and see”. there was knock on the door and Rose came in ushering in a guy, he was tall, with chocolate skin, black hair and brown eyes. “Camila, this is Jason, my husband , Jason Camila” Kylie introduced. I almost choked on my saliva at the word husband. She was married? She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married.

“After everything I’ve done? After who I am? Why do you all keep treating me with kindness? Why don't you try and kill me or try and end me? Put me in place? You, Damon, Sienna…. Why? I don't deserve any of this. Certainly not from you.” Kael looked at me, and there was something in his eyes that I hadn’t seen in anyone’s but Nikolai’s. Understanding. “Because grief doesn’t care about bloodlines,” he said. “And neither does sacrifice. Whatever darkness you came from… it doesn’t define you. It doesn’t define him either. What defines you is what you become, your choices that you made. And I can see now that you are doing your best to make the right ones. You were broken and he made sure to bre

One white priestess was crouched down on her knees and for a moment I had to take a moment to focus but then I was brought into the light and saw it was Caroline. Sophia and Clara were on either side of her going to her aide. Then Laura made her way over and Laura gasped. “Caroline you have the High Priestess marking.”

The sound of tires crunching gravel echoed through the open space from the drive past the point where it could no longer be seen from Katherine's position, drawing the attention of both the wolf and Katherine. Katherine couldn't explain it but she could... see the car and the people in it. The car was a Porsche, and Tyler King was in the driver's seat, brooding as ever while his friends laughed wildly in the back like normal rowdy teenagers. It was so vivid that if Katherine didn't know better, she would have sworn that she was actually there, in the car with them.

Klaus didn’t think while speaking, neither he looks at his daughter as if there was no hope left in him. “What? No, I don’t want to die. Father, we have still times,” Carolina said and came toward her father. Snatching his bottle away, she stopped him. “If we kill that maid, that marriage announcement would be void. All we need is to be careful and keep our backs safe,” Carolina said and for this, she came here. She needed someone who could act as a slaughtered goat, and her father was the perfect option. Klaus always used his children and insulted them. Always treat them as chess pieces to get the throne. Now it’s time to use him.

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

“I …I don’t…” “Shh…you don’t need to say anything. I just want you to feel me tonight, Cara. Because tonight I intend to make you mine in all ways. I need to relive that charm in your eyes through which you can see how your husband loves you and how he craves your love as well. Tonight, You need to let me in, Cara. Tell me would you allow me!” Klaus held her gaze again and this time Sila couldn’t help herself but nodded slowly.

He walked past me and casually took a drink off of the table before his eyes finally landed on Lisa who had a confused look on her face. "Is this your bride? As usual you have exquisite taste in women, Klaus." Icarus commented before leaning in closer to Lisa. He took her hand and planted a kiss on it. "I'm Icarus Farkas, it's nice to meet...." "Lisa Thornberry.." She replied politely.

Then they flicked to Martha. His expression fractured—shock, anger, something darker. Martha turned, robe slipping off one shoulder, smile widening like she’d been waiting for this exact moment. “Oh, Klaus,” she purred, stepping toward him. “She’s beautiful.” My heart clenched so hard it hurt. Klaus. Not Niklaus. Not Sir. Klaus. Like she had a claim on him that went deeper than any contract. He didn’t answer her. Just grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward the door.