《Desolate (Klaus Mikaelson)》Punishment
Advertisement
___________________________________________________________________
So, as to not feel Klaus's wrath for my so called betrayal, I have come up with a plan, explore the city... Then run for my life. I think that it is a very strategically thought out plan. I get to see the city and then, I leave with no injuries and a safe child.
That brings me to why I am standing in the Church... I never did get to finish looking around the other day.
I feel Father Kieran's presence as I wonder around, he decides to stay quiet.
"We need to prepare. According to Sophie Deveraux, as Davina self-destructs, she'll cycle through four stages that represent the four elements that bound together the Harvest." A voice says, pushing the doors open once again, my eyes widen in horror.
"The earthquake?" Kieran asks as I frantically look for a way out that isn't past Klaus.
"Yes. Earth stage comes first." Klaus says as I refuse to turn around and look at him, I pretend that he is not there.
"You really do have horrible hiding places, Evie," He says, causing me to sigh... I think it's best I don't tell Klaus about my running plan. "Come along, Evie." He says, gripping my hand in a tight hold, prohibiting me from running away.
"I thought you're mad at me." I say, looking directly ahead.
"Oh, I am," He says, licking his lips, "You'll receive your punishment when this hole drama is done with." Discreetly, I gulp.
He pauses,turning around once more to talk to Kieran.
" Fire will be by far the worst. But, I didn't take over this town to watch it burn to the ground"
"You can stop this, right?" Kieran asks, a look of desperation covering the rest of his features.
"Yes,"he pauses," but you're not gonna like how. " _________________________________________________________
On our way back to the compound, we walk in silence. An uncomfortable one for me, but I'm not sure about Klaus.A few metres a way from the entrance, Klaus pulls me to a stop,gently pushing my back up against the wall. Shocking me, he presses his lips against mine, in a rough passionate kiss. Pulling back, he whispers quietly, "Don't ever. Betray me. Again."
Advertisement
I sigh, feeling I need to give my side of the story. "It wasn't right for you to keep her there, she's a child." He sighs, pulling me to the entrance, "We'll talk about this when you're not likely to burn to death."
" We sedated her too heavily." Elijah says, smiling in relief when he sees me unharmed,"Sweet Evie," He says, pulling me into a hug.I smile into his shoulder, saying his name as well.
"Well, if this is her sedated, I'd hate to see her otherwise. We all agreed that Davina must be sacrificed. There's no need to let her blow the roof off our heads in the meantime."Klaus says as Elijah and I pull apart.
"No way! You're not touching her!" Marcel and I snap in sync.
Angrily, Marcel punches Klaus in the face, causing him to stumble slightly. "OK, I'll let you have that one." Klaus says, turning his gaze on me, he adds," And you no longer get to make decisions." I scoff.
"Marcel, no one wishes to see Davina come to harm less than I, but there is no scenario here in which we simply wait this out. She's going to die." Elijah says, sadly shaking his head.
" According to Sophie, the witch who screwed over everybody here." Marcel snaps, siding with me.
"The Harvest was working before it was stopped. If a nonbeliever like Sophie Deveraux can come to have faith that these girls will be resurrected, then I, also, am a believer." Elijah adds.
"Davina is not getting sacrificed." I strop.
"Do you think that I'm happy about this? If the witches complete the Harvest, not only do they regain their power, we lose our weapon against them. The earthquake I was willing to chalk up to hideous coincidence, but these winds? If Davina is not sacrificed, then every inch of earth that shook, everything blowing about now will soon be drenched in water and consumed by fire." Klaus says," And no matter how annoying Evie is right now, that will not be her punishment."I sigh, heavily.
Advertisement
"Not a people person, are you, Niklaus?" Elijah asks, sighing as Marcel trudges out of the room in a stroppy manner.
"Nonsense. I love people. Just on my way to warn a couple of prominent ones in case the weather gets out of hand. If you fancy yourself as plus diplomatique, perhaps you'd like to come along." Klaus says, somehow managing to smirk.
No. Soon Sophie Deveraux shall be consecrating Celeste's remains, and though her actions are reprehensible, still I should pay my respects. " Elijah sighs.
"OK."Klaus says in a jolly manner, "Come along Evie."
__________________________________________________________________________
" What are you doing?" Klaus asks Hayley, holding my hand as she packs boxes, failing to muffle her sobbing.
"I was gonna take these to the--"
"If you say, "Bayou," I will find a nice comfy dungeon and throw you in it. This is not the night to be out there--" Klaus gets cut off.
" -For anyone. But some people don't have a choice." I supply for Hayley as she continues to sniffle.
"Right. Grab that lot and come with me." Klaus sighs, giving in. I lean down to try and help but he slaps my hand away.
"Evie, no, not while you're preg-"
"Whatever..." I mutter, annoyed.
_______________________________________________________________________________
I sit in my room... and Klaus's room, as I cry, struggling to come to terms with the fact the second witch that I have ever liked, just died. I snuffle, remembering her pained face before it happened, the harvest is complete and she's still dead.
I hear the door open but I pay no attention to it.
"Evie." Klaus says,standing in the doorway before walking over to me, engulfing me in his arms as I sob into his shoulder.
"Shhhhhh-" He calms me, stroking circles into my back. I pull back, composing myself and wiping my eyes with my sleeve."I thought you're mad at me?" I ask, snuffling ever so slightly.
"I am... Do you want to hear your punishment?" I look up, startled. He continues, "Your punishment, Evie Amethyst Mikaelson,"He emphasises the last name," Is to spend the rest of your life with the evil hybrid."I smile, watching his goofy smirk, it disappears into a serious stare.
"But, if you ever betray me again, you will regret it..." He says deeply.
"Why-" I ask,"What would you do?"
He sighs, staring at the ceiling for a few moments, as if he were in deep thought, he turns to look at me, seriously.
"For every time you betray me, or do something I tell you that you are not allowed to do." He pauses," An innocent person will die." He pauses again."And it will be on your shoulders, to live with."I stare at him,my eyes sad, he would actually go to such lengths if I annoyed him? All I did was offer help to a young girl.
Annoyed, I turn around, allowing my back to face him.
"Evie, what are you doing?" He asks, silent as I ignore him. He sighs, kissing my cheek,"Get some sleep, I'll be up later, I have some important business with Marcel."
________________________________________________________________
Advertisement
Alien Affair
Mira, dripping wet from head to toe, gazed at the alien man before her and all she wanted to do was taste his lips again."Mira, are you hurt?" He repeated, growing more concerned with every passing moment."No," her voice was barely a whisper, and she threw her arms around him, her lips colliding with his. The towel slipped from her body and she no longer cared. All she cared about was the taste of him, the feeling of his hands on her skin, the smell of his short brown hair. She wrapped herself around him on the bathroom floor, and she was fully prepared to give into temptation when he stopped her."Mira," he pushed up on her hips, her name a groan on his lips. "Wait." She lifted herself off of him, a bolt of rejection striking through her like lightning.She sat up grabbing for the towel. "Sorry," she said, feeling destroyed with embarrassment."I just want to make sure you didn't hit your head," he chuckled a little, holding out a hand to tuck her wet strands of hair behind her ear."I'm fine," she said. His gaze darkened. "You sure you want to do this?" He asked.****MATURE CONTENT EROTIC/SEXUAL CONTENT For ages 18+ ONLY
8 545Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi (Arjuhi Fiction)
I'm just a Fangirl of the Original writer, Her stories are simply Amazing ! Felt like sharing her work here, So I'm just Reposting her Story!All Credit goes to Original Writer..I own NOTHING ☺Story is Written by Raman (IF ID : @salmankh1)
8 76Mr. Write [COMPLETED]
"This book is therapy!" - Abbieking86"I want to shoot my left knee cap," Elliot said. "A natural response. Is it because you favor your right?" Tristan asked."No, not particularly," she replied. "So the issue is...?" "I found the most amazing writer." "Damn! I hate when that happens," Tristan said. Is it better to write well, or to be well known? Elliot McKenzie is a prolific YA writer. Having published four books by the time she left high school, she is ready to branch out. For her fifth novel, she decided to use dual point of views. Wanting the male point of view to ring true, she needs a co-author. In her search for a co-author, she encounters Beck Daniels, a cocky introvert with the habit of speaking his mind. After their first meeting, Beck is the last person Elliot wants to work with. That is, until she reads his writing. As they begin to write together, Beck challenges Elliot's formulaic and clichéd writing, while Elliot calls out Beck's self-sabotage and procrastination. Mix in a crazy family, her sister's wedding and a publishing deadline; and Elliot might discover she has more of a voice than she thought."This story!! Seriously, I'm already hooked! It's so refreshing to read something that's not cliche and the typical highschool romance..." - thequ4rterric4n"This book just keeeps getting better!! XD!" - Eternal_Vagabond"eeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh i love love love love lovethis book" - Sct12000"Man I love this book, I can't get enough of their personality. All of them are so unique I love it!" - jrod567"I love this book so much!!" - bluedrop77"Love it, love it, love it.... LOVE THIS BOOK SOOOO FUDGING MUCH!!! ❤❤❤❤" - BinkaBrummer"I'm sure m gonna die by the end of this book and there will be a permanent grin on my face!!!!!!" - ItsRoshu [Wattpad Featured Story] 2019 Fiction Awards winner for Best Humor#24 in Humor #18 in Teen Fiction Started December 2016 Completed June 30, 2017
8 112Stay with me
This story is about hope and devotion. About loyalty to yourself and your feelings. About true friendship and family values. About a difficult choice. About forgiveness. The fact that a good person can commit a bad deed and endure all the troubles that life will give as a punishment.This story is about love ...This story is about a miracle ...* The author is Marina Victoria, I am only a translator
8 252The Billionaire's Maid
~A love that'll never fade, though obstacles occur, for the billionaire's maid is quite obscure.~Join Ruth in this romantic poetry, as she tries to make ends meet for her mother and climbs her way to take what's rightfully hers.Alistair. The man she can't understand, though he claims to love her, why does he keeps other things above her?On this road filled with heartache and pain, love will always find its way again.____________________________________ The Billionaire's Maid.All Rights Reserved ©Started: 16/12/2017Completed:
8 322Designs of Love (TP2)
(Complete) When Jennifer Dixon entered their impeccably decorated apartment, she was glad it was quiet and empty. She could call home. She missed her mother and father. When she went into the bedroom to change, she found Sterling in their bed and he wasn't alone. Shocked, her heart was pounding as she said, "I'm calling Sydney to tell her that we're taking the project..."Alex Goodwin really didn't think his day could get any worse? It did when Sydney Thompson called to say that some big deal designer was coming up from New York City to do work on the house he was building. By the time he reached The Point, it was way past noon. His head was throbbing and he was starving. He walked into The Landing and Rick was not there. Instead a strange woman was behind the counter. Betrayed Jen left New York to go home to her family on The Point. The last thing she expected was have to work with a builder who seemed to hate her as much as she hated him.Ranked #1 Builder, infidelity, divorce, frienemy, break up #4 adultfiction© 2018 Pseudoannie All rights reserved
8 189