Niklaus Mikaelson, the name of which made people shake from fear. I was however truly 100% not afraid of this man. In my time at Mystic Falls I came to love him and care for him until he left me. He packed his bags one day and left leaving no trace of him, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't find him. I searched all around America trying to find him and today was my last chance. I was here in the famous place of New Orleans.
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French Quarter
FanfictionA Niklaus Mikaelson love story. I do not own any of the characters apart from Ella.
