Romans & histoires Klaus Caroline

The contrast of her—soft, warm, and expressive—against the darkness of the underground fighting world made her look like something otherworldly. And for some goddamn reason, Kane liked hearing her talk. Which was new. He pulled off his hoodie, leaving him in his fitted white t-shirt. He heard her inhale sharply, her green eyes flickering to his exposed arms, where ink covered his skin. The dim lighting in the car made her red hair shine. He smirked as he started the car. "So, uhmm..." she cleared her throat, shifting in her seat. "How old are you?" Kane kept his eyes on the road. "Twenty-nine. You?"

“You? The same Mira who almost cried because Kevin ignored you?” “That was different!” Before she could answer, there was a knock on the door. “Oh, that must be Chloe,” I said, walking to open it. I pulled the door open. And froze. Klaus. Standing there like he stepped out of a magazine. A fitted black leather jacket hugged his shoulders, a tight dark shirt underneath showing the hard lines of his chest. The top buttons were open, just enough to reveal the edge of a dragon tattoo curling over his skin. Black slim jeans. Heavy boots.

Sara stood up, pulled out a chair beside her, and smiled. “Sit with us,” she said. The silence that followed was loud. Claire finally broke the silence. “Cara… I can’t do that. I can’t sit with the two of you.” Maya’s glare snapped toward her, sharp and poisonous. Cara looked at Claire calmly. “Claire, sit down.” Her hands trembled, but she obeyed. Not sitting when Cara ordered her would only cause more trouble. Maya shot to her feet. “I can’t believe you, Cara.”

Klaus was taken back a little by her outspokenness, still with his ever charming smile plastering on his lips. " Ah, my manners, She heard him say, smiling his way into her heart " my name is Klaus Sandoval." He held out his hand for Chloe to shake ,but the latter was so mesmerized by his captivating smile that she didn't notice the hand he stuck out for a shake. Damn ! How can a man possess such an alluring smile, ' shake it off Chloe! Shake it off '. She coughed a little to cover her embarrassed self. " So Mr Klaus Sand.. " The name stuck on her lips , she was so captivated by his enchanting smiles that she didn't heard him say his last name

Liam then suggested as we entered the makeshift dance floor near the fire pit. I muttered mysteriously to him, “Well, there's not much to tell," and I let that idea vague, but actually there wasn't much to be told at all, as Olivia Mason didn't have much of a story, not even made-up stories. The person who had several stories to talk about in her life was Caroline Andermier, Princess of Tresoria.

“Oh, i’m not good with hacking this type of shit. I think Ginger might help.” “i am?” Ginger asks from the kitchen with her mouth full of icecream. “Oh god thank you so much.” he says holding my hands. When we all go his house, they both go to the office room. While i was downstairs on my phone. After a while i hear the sound of a car engine getting louder and louder. That cant be Dalon’s mom, they arent even finished yet! i start to panic. Once Kyla parks her car she steps out. and might i say her dress was stunning. She looked amazing in that white dress.

She looked very much like Jennifer Connelly, with the way her eyebrows framed her kind, delicate eyes. She and K had some resemblance, too. They were both stunningly beautiful, with slim physique, the right combination of sharp and soft features on their faces, and they were of the same height, too. The only difference was, K was more exotic, which was probably something she got from her nonexistent father. "Come on in now, kids," Laura ushered them in, literally dragging both K and Jesse to the steps of the patio. "Get in and get warm, real quick." She demanded.

“ You are a new face here . It seems like we have guests . Hello ! “ said the beautiful lady . “ Hello ! “ said madam Karla . “ My name is Kyla . Who are you lady ? “ said Kyla . When she came closer to her , madam Karla noticed that her skin was unusually plain , as if she was a bit sick . “ My name is Karla . It’s nice meeting you , Kyla . “ said Karla . “ Lady , please be respectful towards her majesty . “ said the servant next to Kyla . Madam Karla realized that she was the queen .

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

Elijah asked. “Klaus is intelligent, he does his work efficiently, he knows how to comfort and understand people. He was just someone who doesn’t like seeing people in pain especially children. Klaus is also cunning, seductive and he is handsome after all I raised him. Klaus isn't his ancestor Conrad Vitya who killed Yelena.” “And what about me?” Elijah asked as he stared into my eyes deeply. Elijah slowly lowered his lips closely to mine as my gaze moved from his lips to his eyes.