Because of my horrible writer's block, I'll be taking a small break from it. Don't worry, not too long.
Until then, I'll be publishing chapters for my new story! Please check it out, it's The Originals! If you read below, there's a little excerpt. Please let me know what you think :)
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"What're you doing here?" He asked, suddenly turning cold. He assumed that she had been conspiring against him with Davina.
Clara stopped struggling. "It isn't what it looks like, Klaus, I promise."
Klauss narrowed his eyes at the woman, suddenly becoming cold, in assumption that Clara had been conspiring against him with Davina Claire. That wasn't the case at all. "Kill her already so we can get on with it." He growled, growing uneasy in the presence of his father.
The woman's eyes widened in fear. "What? No! No!" She began to struggled against Mikael once again, breathing quickly. "No! Let me go!" She was shoved down to her knees on the wood of the porch. Clara looked at Klaus, staring into his eyes with tears in hers. Klaus softened his gaze as he stared into her eyes, seeing her fear, but also seeing her fire.
"Any last words, Clara LaBelle?" His father growled, his tone implying that he wasn't going to give her the gift of mercy.
Clara LaBelle..the name struck a cord within the hybrid, like the snap of a finger he remembered where he had seen her. His eyes widened a bit at the memory, and the face he looked at was no longer one of a stranger. He remembered her from a few different small moments.
