Western Moon - Klaus Mikaelson

In 1883, Klaus Mikaelson wasn't the only monster running from his past.

Deep in the wild frontier, he found her-Josephine Blackwell, a sharp-tongued, golden-haired vampire who ruled the West like it was her own kingdom. Together, they burned brighter than the desert sun-until the night he left her behind to chase his curse and his freedom.

A century later, he finds her again in Mystic Falls. Still wild. Still immortal. Still furious.

But between bloodlines and betrayal, between destiny and desire, love this dangerous doesn't die-
it waits.

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"I spent a century hating you."

"And yet here you are, still looking at me like you did the night we met."

"Don't mistake hatred for longing," she snapped.

"I don't," he said, smirking faintly. "I know exactly what longing looks like."