Twisted Bonds "Klaus, is there a reason you're still standing here, or is tormenting me just a hobby of yours?" "Torment is such a dramatic word, love. I simply enjoy good company when I find it." ... Madeline Gilbert, the oldest Gilbert sibling, left Mystic Falls the moment she discovered the supernatural truth hiding under its surface. But now she's back, and nothing is the same. Witches, werewolves, vampires, doppelgängers... and her place among them is far more complicated than she ever imagined. And then Klaus Mikaelson arrives in Mystic Falls. He comes for the doppelgänger. But he finds her. The girl who has been haunting him for a thousand years. Klaus wants to break that curse and kill her. But the curse is not what he thinks it is. As their paths collide and their lives become irrevocably intertwined, enemies rise, alliances shift, and the truth behind their bond begins to unravel. What was meant to be a punishment becomes something far more dangerous, something that neither of them can control. Madeline never asked to be part of Klaus's fate. Klaus never intended to care whether she survived it. But then, piece by piece, they begin to shatter each other's walls, challenging everything they believed about destiny, power, and the darkness that follows them both. But destiny doesn't care what they intend and the bond between them was never simple, never gentle, never safe. It was twisted from the very beginning... And it may be the very thing that saves them, or the reason they fall. ---- book one of the 'Twisted Series' ---- Season two - four ---- Ongoing

// In the neon-lit streets of New York City, Ivory Mancuso is just another law intern - overwhelmed by her demanding future and the weight of her dad's ecpectations. When a late-night walk leads her to a shocking crime scene, everuthing she thought she knew about her life shatteres. The man responsible? Niall Horan, a name known to millions, but to her, he's just another dangerous stranger with piercing blue eyes and a deadly smile. "You didn't see anything, did you love?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. His tone was sarcastic, like he found this whole situation amusing. Like he'd done this before. "We're ghosts."