Klaus Mikaelson X Reader Novels & Stories

Luna Lawson: I noticed Aiden had fallen asleep, and I was still in chapter 1 of the novel. I covered him up too and carefully exited his room, trying not to wake him up. As I stepped out of his room and glanced backward, preparing to make my way upstairs, I saw Mikel standing in the second-floor passage, staring at me. I gulped and looked down as I attempted to walk past Mikel, but he caught me by the wrist. I wondered who had gone to wake him up from the field where he was sleeping. Next, he slammed me against the wall and started kissing me hungrily.

Klara shook her head. Apprehension swirled around Marc and he knew it wasn’t his, that would take some time to get used to. He looked down into her worryful face. “Erm… can… can I kiss… you?” She meant Marc as Marc, not just his wolf side. Marc’s heart soared in elation, he had to prevent himself grinning like an idiot as he nodded, “Of course… I would love you to.” She reached up on her tiptoes and met his mouth. She wasn’t sure if she was expecting it to be different; it wasn’t which she was happy for. They moved against each other's lips, Marc took her bottom lip between his sucking gently which created a small moan to escape Klara’s chest. Marc smiled against her, his hands rubbing aroun

But now I need to get some sleep. - OK, but after we need to talk? - Don't you want to take a shower with me first? - Micky says, changing the subject. Alex undresses and enters the shower, immediately grabbing Micky by the waist and pulling him towards him, kissing him. - So Mikail was Alessandro's daughter. - Alex says after separating his lips from his lover's lips. Micky squeezed his eyes and said: - Don't even have ideas. Alex laughs and pulls him back to him, connecting their lips. Their tongues explore their mouths.

My feet stumbled upon a stone, making me fall on the ground. Michael had a smile that was too wide to be normal. “This time, I’ll make sure you’re dead,” he said, his voice cold and devoid of emotions. Then, he raised his axe, aiming it for my chest. I screamed, jolting from my sleep.. A hand gripped my arm, drawing me closer. It was Klaus. He pulled me gently closer to his chest, wrapping his arms around my trembling shoulders. “Klaus, I saw them. They…they tried to kill me.”

I was Kane Rivers, the legendary bachelor, the man who ruled with precision, who carried every responsibility without complaint. At first, I didn’t notice him. The ritual drew my attention: Mike’s posture, the priests’ chants, the rising tension of the pack, the fire snapping against the night. My wolf twitched beneath my skin.Then, through the corner of my vision, I caught movement. Just a human boy, leaning against the edge of the clearing, too casual. Shawn Miles. My nephew’s human best friend.

He glanced at Katherine, eyes gleaming with something teasing, something knowing—as if he sensed the tension and was more than willing to fan the flames. Castiel’s gaze shifted to Zayn, his expression barely flickering. “Hogan,” he acknowledged, voice clipped but still polite. Zayn grinned, ever composed, ever infuriatingly unreadable. “Mikaelson,” he returned, with just enough smooth confidence to remind Castiel that he was not someone easily dismissed.The air thickened between them, layered with unsaid words nd quiet battle lines. And judging by the way Castiel looked at her now, he new it too.

[Mykel’s POV] I stared into the eyes of the woman that I was meant to kill and found myself being sucked into their crimson depths as she licked her lips seductively. What the hell was this exactly? This feeling of wanting to fully possess her and make her scream my name while I… "Are you just going to stare?" She purred, pushing her voluptuous breasts against me. "Or are you going to keep to your promise?" A growl of excitement escaped me as Axel came to life and demanded to take over.

Eden’s POV The mall lights blurred in my vision as Claire chattered beside me, her hands full of bags, her voice spilling excitement over which outfits she would wear first. I nodded when she looked at me, murmured back the right words, but none of it sank in. My pulse was still racing from the kiss that had seared my lips, from the way Kael’s body had pressed into mine, from the dark promise in his voice. I could still feel him.

But the cavity has devoured too far and too much of me. I let myself be consoled by Mikael. My head is on his sculpted bicep, and his hands are in my hair. Once again, I'm reminded he's a figment of my imagination because when I inhale his scent, I get nothing. He doesn't smell like my Mikael. I don't get his mix of pine and musk, and it makes me want to break down in more tears. His voice is low like he's about to share a secret. "You're the one who'll leave in the end."

Resting on top of his lap was too dangerous with the way his eyes was glowing and an obvous proof he was hungry for her. His hand wrapped around her small waist. Even though she felt anxious, she maintain her smile and continues to push him off. “Mikael, can you please…” Mikael looked slightly drunk for the liquor he had drank during dinner. He pulls her closer until their chest bumped. He push his face closer to her neck, inhaling Zara’s sweet scent. His warm, hungry lips was peppering kisses down her neck and his soft growl made her body shivers. Zara’s power was pooling in her palm but she took a deep breath and calm down. Her power disappear for now but she was adamant to leave his touch