BOOK 1
No one believes the devil could possibly be real. Not until they see her in person. The rebellious fallen angel had no interest in finding love until she found the matching piece to her unsolved puzzle.
BOOK 1
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"I don't understand why you called me here, you have a therapist, correct?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched Klaus admire a painting stood in front of him.
"Not a therapist, love. and I called you here because I'm intrigued by your power, it's unlike anything I've seen before and I've seen many things in my 1000 years of living" Klaus says, finally turning around to face me, watching me as i lean on the door.
I stood, observing him, a smile lifting on his face. he adjusted himself as he waited for a reply.
"You think 1000 years is a long time, try quintuple that" I say, walking further into the room and sitting on a chair next to a large sofa.
"I find that hard to believe, it's impossible, I'm the original immortal vampire" Klaus says proudly as he walks over, standing in front of me.
"I feel like a broken record player repeating this" I mutter to myself, "I am the devil" I say louder.
Klaus just stood there, staring into my eyes probably debating with himself whether he should believe me or not.
Moments went by as he still stood glaring through me, looking for one wrong move to pick up on, but of course, there wasn't any.
"Say I do believe you, how do i know you're not lying?" Klaus asked. Now was the time, now was the perfect time for all the truth to be released.
"Would you believe me if I told you I gave your mother the power to create you immortal?" I asked him, watching as his expression changed, he gave me a look, eager for answers.
I stood up, standing in front of him.
"The year 1001, I visited your mother, I gave her the power to turn you and your siblings, Finn, Elijah, Rebekah and Kol, into original vampires, of course for you, you was turned into an original hybrid, given the werewolf gene you gained from your birth father. That night in autumn, Esther did the spell, creating a new species, my species. you gained your name; the originals" I say, awaiting his reaction, but it never came, he just stood there, still.
"So your saying, Everything was a lie?" He questions, squinting his eyes slightly as he looks directly into my eyes.
"It was an act of dishonesty, but I had asked your parents to do so" I say, looking back into his eyes, giving him reassurance.
