Kol Mikaelson Gifs Novels & Stories

She looked at the center of the altar, where a massive, double-headed iron crest was embedded into the stone—the same crest carved into the mask of the silver-clothed stranger. A sudden, wet splash echoed from the dark eastern edge of the basin. Klaus Mikaelson hauled his massive frame out of the black current, his iron claws tearing deep gouges into the ancient moonstone steps as he advanced toward the altar. The purple fire along his jaw had settled into a low, pulsing glare, his movements slow and mechanical as the parasite finalized its possession of his core. He raised his left hand, his claws dripping with a dark, volatile ink that sizzled against the holy stone.

He was just standing there, and I could feel his power radiating toward me, making me want to submit. "Goddamn! We're late already." Mikaela grumbled, an unpleased tone evident in her voice. Wolves of the pack were chitter-chattering, some had drinks in their hands while others were being cautious enough to not let their dresses get ruined. Though, Augustus stood in the corner with Avi to his left, talking to him and an elderly-looking man to his right. The man shared the same oceanic eyes as the male who saved me whilst his golden locks were distinct, the same facial features yet the same masculine structure he sported run the cells of my brain.

His brow furrowed even more when he noticed that Michaela seemed like she was about to cry because of the tears welling up in her eyes. “What’s happening here? Did you two fight?” I chuckled. “W-wala, Marl. It’s nothing. We were just teasing each other, my best friend and I. Right, Michaela?” Michaela’s lips protruded even more. “Yes,” she said, looking at me angrily. Marl nodded and looked at Michaela. “Okay. Let’s start this meeting, then.” I silently smiled , realizing right away that the two of them would be great together. Marl is obviously a Greek God, handsome while Michaela is a Greek Goddess with her perfect curly hair and pouty lips..

She looked over her shoulder at them with a smile and a face full of cum and left the room. The boys stood stunned for a few moments before simply smiling at each other briefly and then getting dressed for school. Mikayla made her way upstairs to the kitchen with a permanent smile on her face. She felt a glob of cum dripping between her eyes and down the side of her nose and quickly scooped it up with a finger and sucked it into her mouth.

Now, back to the current situation, After the chanting, the MC hush the crowd and continued, "NOW WE SHALL PRESENT OUR KING TO SPEAK OF HIS GRACE!!! I PRESENT... MR.MIKAEL LENOX!! THE CRAZY PHANTOM!!!" As all eyes directed to him, he stood up to show himself, the man sitting beside Mark stood up. It indeed was Mikael. Seeing him stood up as the light above him beams toward his figure I feel my body heats up and my heartbeats grow loud as if it's right beside my ear. Ugh. I can't argue about how he got good looks and a cool vibe but I swear to God, his smile is so adorable, even tho it's more like a smirk than a smile. But even with this, I will still kill him after this all ends right? Will

I quickly turned the screen away, but a dark smirk grew on my face. It was a very dirty picture. Milo had taken a picture of himself in the shower. He had no clothes on at all. And he had sent it directly to Talia two nights ago. "He sent her his nude pictures," I said, a dry laugh escaping my mouth. "He actually sent her dirty videos too." "That is disgusting!" Maya gagged, still covering her eyes. "Why are you laughing?" "Because," I smiled, "he just gave me a giant weapon." "What do you mean?" she asked, peeking through her fingers.

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Cameron's presence disappeared for a moment, but quickly reappeared, before his and Lukas' both disappeared, and he tensed, realising something was off. They appeared and disappeared several more times, at varying intervals, and Mikael pulled out his phone, feeling relief as he saw the weak reception. Opening his brothers' group chat, he opened the drawing tab, quickly scrawling one of their shadow symbols - the same one Jason had used when he was ambushed - and hitting send. He sent the same one to Alex and Nate, and sighed, feeling his tension rise as he waited for the delivered symbols to pop up on each.

type gesture, and was about to take a swig, when Michael interrupted. “Whoa! Hold on, hold on!” He jumped into the center of our little circle, his hands clamped around several little test tubes, filled with a blue liquid. He began passing them out, and once everyone in our group had one, he continued, “I figured we’d all do a shot in honor of Danni’s 18th!” Danni looked at the vial in her hand questioningly. “What is it?” “It’s a blue kamikaze.” He replied. “Trust me, it’s good.” He flipped the top off of his with his thumb, and held it out, as he glanced around at the group. “Well?”

He's already staring at me, a warm, encouraging smile on his lips. I return the smile, and then leave with Milo and Sera. The morning has gone completely silent, only interrupted by the distant wails of sirens and the hum of security drones now circling the Silver Tower. We soon reach the lobby, and just then, he appears. Mikos. He stands like a statue, a cold yet furious aura settled over him. His gaze is locked on me. Silent and sharp. It is not the hatred I see in his expression..it is worse. Something akin to disbelief.