Klaus Mikaelson Hot Novels & Stories

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.

“The kid.” “Whoever spread this virus was fucking evil.” That was all I could say. “People do what’s in their best interest regardless of who gets hurt to satisfy their hunger even if doing so would cause another suffering.” “Yeah,” I agreed. “It’s Klaus Mikaelson.” “Oh. I’m sorry you have to see that.” I didn’t know why I said that to her, but it felt like it would comfort her as I squeezed her into a hug. “I’ve seen worse,” she murmured. Her breathing sent a warm sensation through my chest.

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

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"

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 muttered to Andy before walking toward Jaxon, who was already on his feet and approaching. Up close, his glare wasn’t fully directed at me. It was aimed at Andy. “What are you doing with her?” he asked, voice unexpectedly hoarse, deep, low — so low I could feel the rumble under it. I took in his appearance. Ruffled hair falling over his forehead, brushing his brows, giving his eyes a dangerous look. When his gaze landed on me for a split second, my stomach dipped and I felt warm. He was hot. Too hot. And I shouldn’t be finding him attractive.

His fingernails detached from his body, a hole present on all joints… a gruesome sight that will surely push me on a liquid diet for weeks. “How will he even talk?” I murmured, gesturing on the rag that’s stuffed in his mouth. Klaus is leaning on the desk beside me, sipping his wine like he’s watching a damn cheesy action movie, calm and collected. “And how did she even turn out to be this… this brutal?” I’ve seen Rylee once and this girl on the screen torturing a man, a high-ranking mafia official, is definitely a shocking revelation to me. Klaus chuckled, grabbing my wine glass and refilling it. This Dom Pérignon is the only substance that I have consumed since Cali and I parted ways hours

" Maximo quickly removed Mikael's hand from his arm and pushed him. "Yuck!" "Get away from me, you're giving me goosebumps!" Maximo commented with disgust. While Mikael was laughing and walking away. "You are so fun to tease, Max," Mikael commented and smirked. "Tsk, whatever!" Maximo replied grumpily. Mikael just smiled and took a swig of the drink he was holding. Later, Maximo turned on the karaoke on the side and handed the microphone to Cyrex. The doctor looked at his friend in confusion.

“I just wish to know what it is like to kiss her.” The smirk on his face became larger and it was obvious what he was trying to do. “How is that your business?” I asked. “I like her.” “You don’t threaten someone you like,” I retorted, my voice still managing to be calm. “And you don’t put someone you like in danger, Mr. Klaus.” I wore a frown instantly. He knows something. “Or should I say, Adonis Malcolm Klaus? A.K.A The Ruthless?” he continued and my fear became confirmed.

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