Novel & Cerita Klaus Mikaelson Daughter

Officially, I am an old lady. She taps me and runs away. I am not supposed to come out. If I do, it’s a screaming match. So here I am… hiding under the table, trying to be as quiet as possible. The door opens and I hear a voice. “Jessie? Where is Mia?” Then some muffled voices. “She go, Daddy.” I peek out, and I am stunned in my spot. Mikolaj has a daughter? I knew he had a divorce. Why I never heard about his child.

Damon slowly climbed to his feet, ready to call her out on every lie she could think up. “Her name is Kahlan Mercer. She’s seventeen years old. Her family was murdered by her ex-boyfriend almost a year ago.” She stared. You could see the worry in her eyes. “Do you really want to stand there and say that you don’t know who she is?” She moved her arm slowly; letting her hand and the gun she held fall to her side. “I am Kate Mercer, but who are you? And how the hell do you know my daughter?” Damon stares.

"You get them to safety. Promise me." "As you wish, your Majesty." The Valkyrie pounced on my mates and I ripped my hand from Caspian's, sprinting to the edge of Katharine's power. I heard them scream my name. Heard Caspian cursing each one of my girls and Julian roaring that they were dooming me. Mikaela cried, her sobs almost breaking her chest open. But I focused on my daughter instead. On the power vibrating off of her in great waves. "It is you and me until the very end, baby girl."

he tells me and I kiss him long and hard. "I missed you so much," I tell him and he smiles. "I missed you too." "Uh...hello? Mum? What's going on?" We both pull apart to stare at our daughter who is staring at us with a confused look on her face. "Thea..." I begin, but she cuts me off with a, "No way" "Is he my father?" She asks, gazing at Mikael who gives her a smile. "Yes. He's your early birthday gift--"

He hoped she would turn out to be his mate. As they walked to his father’s office, Mikael tried to joke with her to make her relax. It didn’t work as well as he had hoped and when they stopped and he knocked at the door and mind linked his father, he could see her stiffen. His father told him to enter and take Rayvin with him. Mikael opened the door and saw Nikolaus, his father’s beta, and his daughter, Milly standing by the window. Something wasn’t right, he thought and he took a step closer to Rayvin.

I don’t approve of her choice, but it’s her life. “Sure you got everything?” I asked, hoping he’d change his mind. No matter how moody he was, Mikael was still an adorable little ball of energy. And Ramona was the purest angel. Sometimes I wonder if she was really Klaus’ offspring. “I survived taking care of Klaus,” Markus said, chuckling. “These two are an angel compared to him.” I bet they were. “Well, I’ll get back to the party.” Lies. I was threading the hallway towards the parking lot when my phone vibrated in my pocket.

KEAL “No,” I said, and felt Selena’s attention tighten in the hallway like a held breath. Clara went silent for half a second, rare enough to be almost impressive. Then her voice came back sharper, closer to the mouthpiece, as if volume could force the phone into Selena’s hand. “Don’t you ‘no’ me, Kael. Put my daughter on.” “She’s not a document you get to sign off on at midnight.” “She is my child.”

Until my phone buzzed inside my bag. One message from Clara. And a photo. I opened it. My heart stopped for a second. Max. Laughing freely. His smile as bright as the sun. And next to him, golden-blonde hair, that familiar crooked smile. Too familiar. Mikaela. That woman was sitting right next to my son. And as if Clara knew I would be screaming from the pits of hell, another message followed immediately after. Clara: “She’s been trying to get close to Max. I haven’t had time to call. She just showed up. I thought you knew...”

It was the proof that the DNA test turned out to be false. There were no flaws there because it checked the lineages to the point of seeing the magical traits. All of a sudden the water turned very green. That made everyone start talking, and Theo cursed. “I'm going to make his life miserable,” Theo whispered, and I restrained myself from roaring. My father looked annoyed, as did my mother. “This young woman is a full-blooded Mikaelson,” my father said. “She has a very strong bond with her father, and for that, she should be recognized as such.”

"Sorry Miss, You've got the wrong person. I use condoms and there is no way I would have a son that I didn't know existed. I brought the phone down, about to hit the red button when her pleading voice stopped me. " I beg you, Nikolas Sica, Samuel needs your blood. He might die soon and I know you don't believe anything I am saying but you have to. Nikolas, you have a son who is dying right now at Petrina Memorial and the only thing that could save him is your blood. Don't let him die..." There was something in her voice. The desperation–Honesty. She could not be lying but how could I have a son?