Klaus Mikaelson Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Mikael stared at Claire for a moment before speaking again, “that will be my family, too, right? So, I don't count." Claire stared at him without blinking. However, without waiting for Claire's answer, Mikael immediately pulled her closer and hugged her tightly. "Sleep, Claire. Tomorrow we will have a long journey,” he said as he kissed Claire’s forehead. For a moment, he remembered that his brief conversation with Claire had made him feel sleepy after he had woken up because he couldn’t sleep in his childhood room—the room that made him remember his life before all the destruction he had experienced. Who is Claire?

"Not just about Matthew. About my identity, about Thorne, about—" "About the fact that you're falling in love with her and it terrifies you," Mikael interrupted. "We know. We can tell." "I'm not terrified of loving her," I protested. "You're terrified of losing her," Klaus corrected. "Which is why you haven't told her you're the Alpha King, why you're avoiding difficult conversations, why you're trying to create this perfect bubble where nothing can go wrong." "Bubbles pop," Elijah said bluntly. "Better to have honest conversations in a messy reality than maintain a beautiful illusion."

“He loved you, Alicia, do you know that? Mikael had only loved one person before this.” “Ghalia,” I nodded. I knew; one could never forget their first kill, I realized too late in life. “Mikael changed after you… after he THOUGHT you died. He became colder, harsher. Like a never ending tundra. And he really let everyone have it.”

And even if this will be my last resort to keep what we are until the end despite this selfishness of mine, who would blame me? Mikael got out of the dorm. He looks so messy that made my eyebrows rise. Is this the renowned son of Principal del Fuego that I just met earlier? The one who is also famous for being so handsome and one of the heartthrobs from his previous school? He looks so out of that description though. He looks like a human form of sticky rice we used to eat in a snack that is being coated with a lot of rice flour. His face is filled with face powder that is not being fixed. Is he doing this foolishness on purpose? Khrystyanna approached him and fixed his necktie and his messy

he said Both of us cum together… We fell flat on the bed, to catch our breath. Believe me when I say this is the best feeling I have ever felt and I wish I will do this again and again. After few minutes of rest We continue from where we stop, I lost count of how many times we did it, till we finally got exhausted and fell asleep. ************************** KLAUS MIKAELSON POV i slowly opened my eyes, feeling a striking headache, i slowly turned my head and was shocked by the sight of the figure on my bed Fuck! What is this slut doing on my bed?!

He rolled his eyes at Chloe, ignoring her. That boy was sitting on the rooftop, holding a bottle of vodka in his hand. He screamed out, "I want my mate Moon Goddess. Can you please do magic and undo my engagement?" He was too drunk to remember that he was a grown-up and dreaming of impossible things to happen as a kid. This was my Klaus. He didn't enjoy being betrothed to the Alpha King's daughter but endured this torture for years and wished for a mate only. Mind-link had started working and our memories were clicking though we were farther from each other. Within an hour, the duel was going to start and I was stuck here with one more mystery to solve.

"Hezekiah killed Tia Valeria. Right in front of you. I don't know how I'd be able to keep it together." Mikael was brought back to that night in the woods - the night Abraham was released from his underground imprisonment. It was a trauma that Mikael had to live with for the rest of his life, not only seeing Hezekiah kill Tia Valeria but seeing vampires murder your House members - people you thought of as family. This hurt him deeply. So much so that he couldn't speak about it anymore. We ended our conversation there; Mikael resumed looking out of the window with a new set of thoughts torturing his mind. When we reached a fork in the road, I knew that we had arrived. I took the left road and

The only reason why I am not shouting at my mother and not telling my father that he is acting stupid was because Micah sent me a look of warning after we reconnected and the rest came back here after going home to change clothes, take their bathe and also eat some homemade food, my father and mother ate in Micah home. I get that everybody is happy that Micah is getting better, since he woke up and is already condemning everything, it shows that he is in a state of extreme good health if he can act like he always do. I can't hardly believe this when I see our families mixed together like this. Sure, we used to hold barbecues and Saturday family night together but I never saw it this way. I

I know that look too well. “Pa, please don’t.” A sob broke through my lips, begging. “I’m sorry, mio cara. If it means to keep you alive.” He sullenly said. Just like that, tears flowed down from my eyes without even noticing them. “See, cara? I told you we would get his blessing. Soon enough you will be mine and we will be as one.” Mikael preened, forcing my head to slant towards him and then lick on my cheek. The smell of liquor and a heavy scent of cigarettes lingered on his breath, wracking up my nerves and curling the pit of my stomach with repulsion. Which immediately elicited a violent shudder on my spine.

"Find me a first-generation she wolf, I don't care if she's as hideous as an Ogre, I'll go, mark, mate, and marry her." Michael bowed. “Yes, your highness," and so he left. 2 Weeks later, there was still no sign of a first-generation she-wolf. The elders were grumbling. It was uncomfortable to have meetings with them now. So one day I called Michael to my room and began to update him on recent dealings. "Are you leaving?" He asked. "Something like that." Michael nodded. I knew he wanted to ask where I was going. "I'm not running away." There was a ghost smile on Michael's face. “I’m going to the human side for some unfinished business."