Klaus Mikaelson Fanfic Novels & Stories

It’s too much to handle—Miles finally loses control and releases. "Oh... oh, Moon Goddess..." Miles groans loudly as Micheal swallows everything he has to give. His body pulses, sending wave after wave down Micheal's throat. When the intensity finally fades, Micheal rolls over, pulls the covers up over them both, and nestles close to Miles for a deep kiss. "Wow," Miles breathes, "moonbrew has never tasted this good." "I thought you'd like it, Alpha," Micheal giggles, nuzzling into the crook of Miles's neck. "After we shower, could you take me over to the Moonfang Student Lodge? Charlotte texted saying my laundry is ready."

Heckson held his forehead as if in disbelief, while Meruem just sighed. "Doc, can I ask you something?" Mikael asked seriously, causing everyone to look at him. The woman stared at Mikael. "Okay." "Are you available? I mean, are you single?” Mikael asks seriously, which makes Tyeron hit him because he thought he would ask about Lhalhaine's situation, not flirt with the doctor. "Idiot! I thought you were going to ask something related to Lhalhaine, but you're going to flirt instead? Fuck you, Kael!" Tyeron shouted at the man who was scratching his neck.

For the first time in so long, Mellisa looked impressed by my words. “Thank you, Alpha Adam. Hopefully we can find the bastard behind all these.” I don't even know why I feel so good about what she just did. Someone whom I couldn't even stand is now the most beautiful person to me. She is so different now, I know I've lost her forever but something inside makes me want to ditch whatever this is with Diana and see if I can chase my white Alpha back. I need to find as much as I can on the situation around her mother's accusation, trial and death fast.

I left a good two feet of space between us. "Closer," Klaus said. I moved an inch. "Liam, the world needs to see that we are close. Get over here." I gritted my teeth and slid over until our shoulders were touching. I could feel the heat coming off him. It felt strange. For two years, I had imagined what it would be like to be near him again. I thought I would feel happy, or maybe even safe. Instead, I just felt a deep, aching sadness. "Look at the camera," Klaus said. He pulled out his phone and held it up.

Klaus's tummy was getting bigger; he looked so beautiful and tender, and I love seeing him like that. We left the room, and Crow was waiting next to Drew and Detective Rawlins. Good afternoon, Mr. Cross. Nice to meet you, young Klaus. I'm Detective Rawlins. Klaus is him. "Nice to meet you, Detective Rawlins. I'm Klaus Oakluster," said he with a smile. "I'm sorry I didn't know you were not married." "Not yet, but hopefully soon, right, Norman?" My omega asked. I smiled big and excitedly; Klaus felt it because she smiled so beautifully at me. I kissed him on the forehead, and we heard Drew's throat clearing.

The bones cracked and reshaped, the fur receding into smooth, bronzed skin until a tall, powerfully built man stood in his place. Klaus Mikaelson stood over six feet tall, his rugged frame covered in the hard-won muscle of a survivor. Deep silver scars laced across his chest and arms, telling stories of a hundred battles won in the dark. His dark hair fell messily over his forehead, and his sharp jawline was set in a firm, silent expression. He wore only a pair of dark, rugged trousers, completely indifferent to the freezing temperature. He looked down at her, his golden eyes scanning her from head to toe, lingering on her bare, bleeding feet and the torn fabric of her dress. A dangerous, le

“The day Mira would beg me for help.” She turned to me, eyes shining with pure excitement. “As long as I’m alive, you and Klaus are endgame.” Tina frowned. “Why are you so obsessed with them ending up together?” “Because I ship them,” Chloe shot back without missing a beat. “And I’m not the only one. We are many. We even have a name.” She paused for effect. “Miklause FC.” I stared at her. “…You people need help.” Tina nodded in agreement, then turned back to me, more serious this time.

Unable to decipher his true intentions, I turned my attention back to my friends, attempting to shake off the awkward encounter. I couldn't help but wonder why our eyes had locked for that brief moment. Was it merely a coincidence, or was there something more? I found myself stealing glances in his direction, searching for some sign that he had felt the same connection. "Hey, I saw that," Klaus murmured, as he leaned closer grinning like an idiot. He knew me better than anyone else, and it was no surprise that he saw me staring at Miles once again. Klaus was the kind of person who never missed a beat, always attentive and observant.

I tried dodging his question. "Oh God. You fell for her, didn't you? See I knew this would happen! I warned you, Klaus. What now? You two look cute together but do you think, she'll love you after figuring out you got close to her to get revenge on her dad? God, Klaus! Things are going to be messy. For you. For her!" "They won't,"I muttered inaudibly,"she loves me"

She looked at him directly in the eyes in the worst possible way, while Stefany, another friend of hers, and Jisoo kindly picked up the fallen papers. "Hi, Tom," said Jisoo, the dark-eyed girl, gruffly as she gathered the papers. "I thought you'd skip classes like you've done the whole damn week." Her tone was sarcastic and cynical; I must add that she can't stand Mikaelson. She thinks he believes he's the ultimate and he's not. That much was clear to her. TOM MIKAELSON HONSON: