Klaus Sister Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

The pack fought valiantly, each member embodying the resilience and unity that defined them. The pack gathered in a clearing within their territory, united by their shared purpose and unwavering loyalty. Dakota and Claire stood at the forefront, their love serving as a beacon of courage for their kin. Surrounding them were their siblings, each bearing the weight of their unique supernatural gifts. Dakota's younger sister and Claire's dear friend stood by their side, her vampire instincts honed and ready for the impending battle. Her gaze held a mixture of concern and determination as she glanced at her brother and Claire, understanding the complexity of their relationship.

Fuck what was Zavier thinking. "I'm going to say this now because I could leave her dead so Mazaya will no longer love you but Sasha is my sister. Your magic doesn't work against me and my wards are making all Zaviers visions wrong. They are to help me but my sister's death will help nobody." Klaus gritted out. "Sasha is your sister?" I asked now I was intrigued.

she whispers out "Sure" he nods Klaus gets up and comes up Zelina hugs her she starts crying... Klaus frowns his pretty sure her dead beat sister called her and reminded her of her past... He hated what they did to her.

Klaus had crossed the line this time and I swore to myself, before the night was over, he would regret ever laying a hand on my sister. The moment I stepped into the palace bar, the thick smell of alcohol and cheap perfume hit me like a wave. Laughter and moans mixed with the sound of clinking glasses. And there he was, Klaus. Sitting like a king among his drunk, useless friends. A half-naked girl straddled his lap, her lips locked on his while his hands roamed freely over her body. My blood boiled instantly. This shameless bastard. He had just beaten his wife, my sister, and now he was here, kissing a slut like nothing happened.

Clary didn't fall asleep immediately; she was in deep thought; she saw the way her stepsister behaved; she was clearly interested in Damon; and her mother seemed to be in support of her pursuing Damon. Clary has always tried to find ways of leaving Damon, but it seems impossible, and without her notice, Damon's love turned into obsession, control, and possessiveness. On top of that, he is a jealous person. Clary always gets into trouble with every little thing that will concern Damon whenever they go out together and if anyone looks in her direction without notice. Damon makes hell for both her and that person, even if it turns out to be a mistake most of the time.

But the staff smiled politely and said, "We haven't received any notice about ending registration early. This lady meets the criteria and can sign up." Mia was furious. Her unstable Alpha aura flared, and gray fur sprouted on her nape. Kelsey frowned. Was Marcus's silly sister trying to shift in front of humans? She released her own aura, overpowering Mia with her pheromones. Mia trembled, recalling some unpleasant memories, and quickly reined in her aura. Kelsey packed her things and sneered, "Mia, how could you be so uniquely stupid? Didn't last time's lesson teach you anything? Are you purposely putting your face out for another slap? No wonder everyone talks about you behind your back—I

Was she having another hallucination? "What's wrong with me? I'm I seeing things?" She ran her fingers through her messy hair. Her sister is long dead so why was she seeing her ghost? And she even didn't look like a ghost. Not at all! With so many thoughts running through her head, she didn't know the moment Klaus came into the room, to check her father's body temperature. "His body temperature seems warm!" Klaus said but soon realized that Diana wasn't paying any attention to him. He smirked sarcastically and placed his jaw on her shoulder. "What are you thinking about, beautiful?"

In face, he sounded more dangerous that this crazy Vishkar. Klaus grabbed my glass of whiskey refill and downed easily, “you are known to suck every human brought your way to death. Too greedy. Too impulsive. No control. You are the complete opposite of what the vampire clan believe in. Don’t push it with me, Vishkar. Get lost.” Klaus’s strong, talk frame pulsed quietly with fury. He was controlling himself, but I wasn’t sure how much longer he would. In anger and wanting to show his strength in public, Vishkar threw a first punch.

He crashed into a tree with a loud crack. Silence followed. Complete silence. Thalia stood there. Frozen. Her hand still slightly raised. Her chest rising and falling rapidly. “What… did I just do?” she whispered. No one answered. Because no one expected that. Not even Kael. Dorian stared at her.“…Did you see that?” Damon nodded slowly. “I did.” Dracula didn’t speak. But his eyes…His eyes had changed. The leader groaned, pushing himself up slowly. Blood at the corner of his mouth.

Closer. I turned sharply this time, wiping my tears angrily. “Why are on earth you here?” I snapped. “Haven’t you done enough?” His expression didn’t change. Calm. Controlled. Like always. “I needed to talk to you.” I laughed bitterly. “Talk?” I repeated. “About what? Have you not spoken enough? You completely ruined everything, you knew I was her sister, didn’t you?” His jaw tightened slightly. But he didn’t interrupt. “My sister…” My voice broke again, softer this time. “Do you even understand what this means?”