Book ONE OF THE SERIES Bonnie Bennet. The town's witch, her friends sacrificial lamb, and most of all the unhappiest. In this story, Bonnie's life turns, as she unexpectedly finds comfort with the devil himself, her friend's biggest enemy, Mr. Klaus Mikaelson himself. One night of passion and heat leads to a life of its own: one summer and one-night changes everything for the two. In which Bonnie finally leaves Mystic Falls and learns to choose herself. What happens to the life she once knew as she takes the wild ride of being connected to this family, their way of life and how will this impact the relationships with her life in Mystic Falls or her life in general? KlausxBonnie Fanfic Start Date: August 13, 2024 Completed Date: 1/20/2025 #5 in Damon Salvatore on 1/18/2025 #6 in New Orleans on 1/20/2025 #2 in Kol Mikaelson on 1/27/2025 #8 in Enemies to Lovers on 2/10/2025 #4 in Unexpected on 2/16/2025 #3 in Unexpected on 2/18/2025 #2 in Unexpected on 2/21/2022 #1 in Caroline Forbes on 3/5.2025

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award