Novel & Cerita Klaus Mikaelson Quotes

"I hate all of you. You, Zilo, Zack... you’re all just different flavors of the same poison." "Hatred is a very human emotion, Sofia. You should try to move past it," Klaus said, checking his silver pocket watch. "The carriages are being brought around. Zilo is already waiting. He’s quite eager to see you again after that... display." (KLAUS BLACKWELL’S POINT OF VIEW)

he asked, his voice low and rough. I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of vulnerability wash over me. "I just wanted to thank you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "For having my back, for taking care of me. Despite everything, you're still here for me." Klaus's expression softened, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Of course I am, Max," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "I'll always be here for you." His words were more than just an assurance."I know I'm reckless and selfish sometimes but I wanted you to know that,"

Joaqim's lips twitched, "Those two really are crazy! They don't know their place. Do they think they're unbeatable just because they beat Fareed?" Mikael's lips were twitching as well. He looked at them with exasperation as he scoffed and said, "Hey, guys, are you delusional? Did you say that lower ultimate god rank techniques are weak? You're talking like you know upper ultimate god rank techniques!"

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

Michael’s POV Colour drained from my face. “Why…why am I here?” Klaus didn’t respond. Instead, the smile on his face deepened. “I haven’t done anything to you,” I said, my voice shaking. Klaus looked at me lazily, taking a slow drag from the cigarette in his hand “You seem to have a short memory.” My mind raced. Could it be about Alice? Never. Klaus doesn’t care about her. “I did make an announcement at the gala,” he said. “If anyone disrespects her, they disrespect me.”

Of course it was the same thing. "So we will sacrifice multiple universes for this one universe. I'm sorry but that's dumb and haven't you heard the saying that you cant risk all for one because you might end up losing all but one?" I asked as I recalled some book I read during my free time. "Ariella enough. Now get up and let's go over the things I taught you." Klaus snapped out. Of course he would shut my common sense out and keep the nonsense that he became accustomed to instead.

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"

I said to him as we walked out of that hideout " I won't leave you nor those who never left me and trusted me in my dark times." " You are saying quotes, Marco." Malik taunted like always " Hey, there, they are." The men of the Blackstone ran out the hideout " Let's celebrate these beautiful quotes." Malik pressed a remote Suddenly, The hall exploded He laughed, " They are not after us anymore."

“Klaus, you can’t escape your sins!” Klaus smirked, his teeth showing. “Sins? Don't make me laugh, please. Morality is a weak man's excuse. I did what needed to be done. You were always the weak one, brother. Weak and pathetic!” His words stung, but I refused to let doubt creep in. I will make sure he realizes who is the weakest among us soon enough.

Mikhail snorts, “Yeah, that’s what the nice supernaturals think when they meet me. The rest either want to see me dead or are disgusted by my existence.” Michael quirks a brow. “Ne laissez pas l’ignorance des autres diminuer à vos réalisations. Ce que vous êtes n’est pas à craindre, mais à célébrer.” Michael looks at me for translation, but it’s Nevaeh who answers. “He said, Don’t let the ignorance of others diminish your accomplishments. What you are is not to be feared but to be celebrated.” Michael smiles in reply. “Tu parles francais?” Nevaeh smiles, “I took it in high school.” She wraps her arm around Mikhail’s forearm.