Novel & Cerita Klaus Vampire Diaries

“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that at school? Just… Klaus. Duh.” His gaze slid to me, amusement softening it. “But wait,” he said, eyes glinting, “you know my girlfriend?” My wolf perked up. Pride flaring. Tina nodded. “She’s my best friend.” Klaus’s grin went full mischievous. “Well, well, well… my pack sister and my girlfriend are best friends. How cute is that?” His phone buzzed. He glanced down. The aura shifted, predator-sharp. “Well,” he said lightly, slipping the phone away, “you girls go on. I’ve got… business.”

And why couldn't I just wait for the days to get over? KLAUS Timothy: How's your fake fiancé doing? Klaus: Playing like a real pain in the butt. Timothy: And Tucker? Klaus: So far, so good. That I haven't seen him in a few days. Timothy: Be careful, Klaus, alright? It's the same guy who used to pick on us in school. Klaus: For crying out loud, Dot, I want Tucker out of my life more than anything. "Instead of all that research and time spent on cybersecurity and flu strains, colleges should start researching whether Nina Dobrev and Victoria Justice are the same person," Max complained, perched on top of the liquor shelf behind the bar, watching The Vampire Diaries on his phone.

The woman kissing her was now kneeling on the table, leaning across the woman to run her tongue over the woman’s hard exposed nipples, both moaning in pleasure. Another male vampire behind her unzipped his pants, exposing his hard cock, then raised the kneeling woman’s dress and shoved into her as she gasped in pleasure. The woman never turned around to see who was fucking her, she just kissed the woman lying on the table, as the man moved his hard dick in an out of her.

“It would be nice to see the city from a native’s point of view. Thank you for the offer, Ivan.” Shock spread across his face at my easy acceptance. All Kora was able to express was her confusion. “Y-yes, of course. Tina, you will make certain to take Mr. Vladimir to all the most interesting places. Hou’s is still open. They have the best delicacies. Oh, wait. You can eat, can’t you Vladimir?” I smiled at the assumed dig. Contrary to popular belief, vamps can consume human food, thank you very much. We just don’t have to.

In the evening after my tutor left, I was terribly bored. Since that day when Eren called himself a 'sugar daddy', Mrs. Clara can't help but to glare at him everytime she sees him. I find this amusing. Dull, I have settled comfortably on the couch with a bowl of popcorn to watch the last season of the Vampire Diaries. I have watched all the seven seasons long time back and forgot to watch the last one when it got out. I’ve decided to watch it this month since I will be bored at home as it’s a bit forbidden for me to go out.

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.

Ben joined Klaus in the common area, but he moaned, "I don't like vampires. Ben was one of the only members of the pack who didn't specifically shun him when he was upset. That made sense to Klaus. Klaus responded with rage in his voice and conviction in his heart, "Yes Ben, something needs to be done."

“And let’s be real, a nice guy is always nice to everyone. So when he’s nice to you, it’s not even special. But a bad boy? The kind that treats the world like dirt but melts only for you? That’s rare. That’s special.” Amelia still looked confused, so I gave her the perfect example. “If you’ve ever watched The Vampire Diaries, you’d get it. Stefan was sweet, kind, noble—blah, blah, blah. But Damon? Damon was dangerous, selfish, reckless… and yet, when he loved you, he would rip the world apart for you. Stefan wanted to save everyone, but Damon? Damon would kill anyone who even looked at you wrong. That’s what I want. Not some perfect saint. I want the villain who loves only me.” I leaned back

"I'm not yours, Tony. I'm not yours to make decisions for. I'm not yours to keep up on a shelf." "I don't keep you up on a shelf." He frowned. "I know what and who you are. I understand your capabilities. Your area kills more Vampires than any other." "But they're Rogues!" "You've killed more Vampires than me, and I've been a Vampire for damn near a hundred years. Everything about you is controversial. We Neratomay follow an internal instinct that you have no concept of. To break out of our mode is damn near impossible. I've had to think about it myself. Do I really want to deal with your desire to modify rules we've had to live by for thousands of years? This ain't a fucking soap opera! Thi

No, Baba, please, Baba, don't do this to me, I am your daughter too, please, Baba. ****** Name of King Elam in Vampire Word ... People trembled with fear because of the headlines in his eyes all the time, which made him even more frightening. His silence was mysterious. Everything was done at his beck and call. People were amazed at his appearance. He was unparalleled in beauty. Girls were just toys for him. She was a very beautiful and delicate girl. She was barely seventeen years old. Her resistance had given him a strange relief. He called the guard inside through the intercom. Who was now waiting for the order with his head bowed?