Romans & histoires Klaus Mikaelson Smile

Elias asked. “I am fine, thank you,” I thanked him, smiling at him. I noticed Kael smirking at Elias in a teasing way. Ohh goddess! My life should be a movie at this point!

"You should be grateful. You would've been dead long ago if my face hadn't been ruined so suddenly." I looked at the madness in her eyes and listened to her speak of Adrian as if he were some flawless prize. I nearly started giggling. 'Perfect? Is she seriously calling him perfect? A violent drunk of a man who breaks me down day by day before waking up with his lips dripping with insincere apologies? Fine. If that is the perfection she wants, then she can have him.' Sienna glanced aside. Chester Middleton, who had been waiting nearby, stepped forward and placed the anesthesia mask over my mouth and nose.

Was it for accusing her of being a terrible parent or for something else? "I should have figured it out," he stated, in a subdued voice; more to himself, than to her. Zynah's brows furrowed in perplexity. "How?" "Forget I said that." Again, for the first time since she met him, the grumpy man smiled at her. He actually did. Although it was the kind that elicited pity, it still counted as a smile, right? "I'm sorry for bothering you." He turned to leave, but Zynah was quick to stop him. There was something about him that felt off. Something she couldn't quite put a finger on. Unfortunately, he always had a PokerFace on. She couldn't read his demeanor, even if she tried.

he stammered, his voice barely audible. Elias’s smile was wide, predatory. “Luke. My, my, you clean up well.” His gaze, languid and possessive, swept over Luke’s slight form. “Damon’s new toy, I presume?” Kael, silent until now, stepped closer, his eyes, the color of a stormy sea, fixed on Luke. A slow, knowing smile spread across his face, a mirror of Elias’s. “He smells… familiar.” The words were a low rumble, a promise and a threat rolled into one.

Shane? Shane: Who is this? Klaus: Klaus Mikasa. Shane: How did you get into the security codes to message me? Klaus: Pete told me. Hope you don't mind. Shane: I do. Shane: Also, I'm not interested. Klaus: I'm not asking, you...you... Shane: Asshole? Bastard? Waste of oxygen? Klaus: All three. Shane: Glad we settled it. Have a good life.

She grinned and all the anger in me evaporated. "Why the hell does her smile affects me" I thought frowning. "Good day sir" the ice cream vendor greeted me and I nodded "how much ice cream did she consumed" I asked and his next word shock to me, well not that I'm too shocked because I expected it after she ate five plates of pasta and three cans of Coca-Cola. I paid him and dragged away. MELISSA'S POV

Klaus doesn't care and starts to eat, taking the plate and putting it in his mouth, taking care not to dirty himself, because he knows that if he makes a mess he'll be punished. It was then that I heard the sound of my phone ringing and I picked it up, seeing Soren's picture appear, and immediately smiled. 'I have several people around, including Klaus.' I thought and used some of my strength to convey this to Soren. 'Got it.' Soren replied. I answered the call and saw the face of the person I love most in the world. "Ayla!" Soren said, smiling. -------

"There it is, that's a strong heartbeat." "Should it sound so fast?" Klaus asked, Anika looked at him, the expression on the man's face left her speechless. Klaus looked like he was about to cry, even when he was clearly trying to contain himself, he squeezed her hand, they looked at each other, and the man smiled slightly.

It came out before I could stop it — short and genuine and slightly wet around the edges because my eyes were still damp — and I pressed my hand over my mouth immediately after like I could take it back. But Michael's expression had shifted. The corner of his mouth had moved. Just slightly. Just enough. And then — there it was. A chuckle. Low and quiet, barely there, but real. And with it came the smile — not the polite controlled version, not the professional nothing-expression, but a real one, the kind that reached all the way up to his eyes and changed his whole face. The same smile from the album. I stared at him. He looked... he looked so perfectly, unfairly, completely done when he smi

"Yes, that's it." His lips move against my hair again. "We have less than ten months before then." I cocked my head to the side, my lip set in a straight line. "Then we better use the time we've got left judiciously." He leaned forward to kiss me when I spotted a picture on his desk. I leaned back. "Is this who I think it is?" "Yes, that's Klaus." "Klaus knows how to smile?" I found it hard to believe. Kayden rolled his eyes. "He wasn't always this. . . Uptight and mean. He had a sweet side but with time, things began to change and he turned into this."