Klaus Mikaelson Smile Novels & Stories

"You did well. I have never seen her so quiet in my life,"Niklaus chuckled his eyes on the road ahead. I had never had a good laugh with him and it felt nice for once. The dinner went on well, Ms Drizella hadn't tried to utter another word against me while Mario had made a rather shocking remark discreetly which was 'I hope you make my brother happy, he deserves it. I haven't seen him smile for a long time'

he says highly amused at my sudden dumbness "It’s all your fault" I pout sadly "What did I do?" he asks ever so innocently "You kissed me, and I forgot left from right" I cross my arms across my chest Klaus laughs like I have said the funniest thing in the world. That smile is so darn handsome. "You not allowed to smile or laugh in front of anyone besides me" I tell him dropping my hands into my lap. He tilts his head and looks at me with curiosity "Why not? is my smile that ugly?" he asks

Every time our knuckles brushed, tiny fireworks went off in my veins. I was so doomed. And the worst part? I couldn’t stop smiling. Wait—what? Why am I smiling like an idiot? Cold face. Cold face. Professional. Ice queen. Do not grin at the murder king. I wiped the goofy smile off so fast my cheeks hurt. Then I heard it. Low, warm laughter. I whipped around. Kael was laughing. At me. Head tilted, eyes crinkled, the whole devastating package. Understandable. He’s crazy, after all.

However long that may be. "We simply stand by him and let him do the talking. Let him tell us whatever it is he needs to get out. For all we know, he just want this last piece of closure before moving on in his life," I instructed and kissed the tip of her nose, having to go onto the tips of my toes to reach it. Ironic that the shortest one was the protector, the rock. Mikaela scrunched up her nose in that cute manner, indicating that she was finally relaxing into the idea. "Now get dressed and let's go get him. It is our duty now, after all, to make sure he is happy beyond a doubt." I added and stepped back. A breeze fluttered in from the open windows. Freshly cut grass drifted in as well.

I already know who it is. Micah smiles, his sable brown eyes twinkling as we exchange glances. I want to reach my hand out and caress his face. His dense blonde hair shines in the sunlight. His shirt is tight and shows off his fit physique. His eyes lower, and he stares at my lips. My smile widens, and we remain silent, admiring each other until my Dad clears his throat behind me.

Riley pov The smile on Kael’s face wasn’t his. That was the first thing my mind latched onto—the smallest, cruelest detail. His lips curved with perfect symmetry, no tension at the corners, no hesitation. Kael never smiled like that. Kael smiled like he was bracing for impact. Like joy was something dangerous he handled carefully. This smile was clean. Manufactured. Wrong. “Asset recovered,” he repeated, voice smooth as polished marble. “Stability restored.”

Afraid that he would see through my intention, I hurriedly explained, "I want to learn more skills.I might be able to use them in the future." At this time, Klaus smiled brightly. With his two dimples showing, he looked more charming, This was the second time I saw him smile like this. "So, you can smile." I fixed my eyes on him and didn't want to look away.I felt like there was a rabbit inside my chest, constantly hopping around. When Klaus heard what I said, a wry expression crept across his face. He then pursed his lips as the smile disappeared. "You actually look good when you're smiling."

To prepare me for life in the Moretti underworld, my boyfriend, Adrian Moretti, had his childhood friend, Chloe Marino, arrange a robbery drill for me every month. At first, they only stole my phone. Then came a knife in a parking garage, followed by someone tailing me late at night. Once I even opened my eyes in the middle of the night to find a masked man sitting on the edge of my bed with a gun pressed to my forehead. Afterward, Adrian told me, "Evelyn, if this is enough to scare you, you're only going to hold me back." Today was the twelfth time. A bullet grazed my ear and buried itself in the wall. Blood ran down the side of my face. I fell to the ground while Chloe stood at the curb, l

I wish I could be elsewhere right now. “Smile.” Mykhol’s voice is low. He squeezes my hand a little harder. I manage to twitch my lips. It’s not a smile- but something. “You call that a smile?” Mykhol doesn’t seem to be pleased. I try again, but it’s weaker. I don’t want to smile. I barely do normally- so it’s hard to force one. “Yes.” “Heh,” Mykhol sighs quietly with a rush of air. I feel his fingers flex over mine.

Hopefully, she’s not in this situation. She looked closely at the man's face again. She noticed something on its face so she approached. Her face was very close to the man's face. She was suddenly surprised when his eyes opened and their eyes met again. "Hey, my dear what are you doing? Are you stealing me a kiss? Did you ki... " Amore interrupted what he was about to say. "I'm sorry. I just saw a mosquito on your face so I slapped you. I'm sorry honey," Amore let out a forced smile.