Blood Battle Blockade Klaus Novels & Stories

“They’re desperate though. Six month contract. One-twenty total if you can stick it out but I bet anyone can make it that far.” Renee whistles low. “Damn.” “Yeah. But I wouldn’t do it for double. That family’s cursed.” The name sits in my chest like a stone. Petrova. “Wait.” Beth’s voice drops. “Isn’t that the family from that accident? A few years ago?” “Yeah. The daughter died. God. Lily… she was only fourteen. Brother was driving. Kai Petrova. Car got hit and she died at the scene. He’s in a wheelchair now.”

Not after seeing what was in front of them. One of them shouted something about securing the area, but it sounded distant, meaningless. A doctor pushed through the line anyway. Another followed. Then another. And suddenly the argument started. Too many voices. Too many decisions being made too late. “He is losing too much blood.” “We cannot treat him until the weapon is cleared.” “If you wait, he will die here.” Chloe lifted her head slowly. Her face was completely soaked, not just from tears but from blood she didn’t even seem to notice anymore.

Knuckles draining white before he'd even registered he was doing it. Klaus Brennan was head over heels for this girl and broadcasting it to anyone paying attention. Which was exactly why I'd handed her my shirt. I needed him to lose control and go haywire like he does when his head was messed up about something and she is the perfect trigger point. I pulled out my phone and typed the message I'd been thinking about all morning. *Get ready. It's time to play.* Watched it tick delivered. Klaus thought this was about hockey. About the captaincy, the team, what happened between us two years ago. And yeah, part of it was.

“Prince Kael of the Kingswell Clan. It’s an honor to finally meet you, Lady Haley.” I realized then that he was the ally the elders wanted me to meet. During the banquet, I learned that Kael’s Kingswell Clan dominated the global blood-product and biotech industries, making them an immensely powerful and respected force in the vampire world. After dinner, when the elders had departed, I approached him. “Can you do me a favor? I need to know who wants me dead.” “I don’t want the elders to know about this. Please,” I added. Kael’s amber eyes met mine, and he smiled. “Of course, Haley. I would be more than happy to help you. Both as a matter of clan cooperation, and… on a personal level.”

Klaus stuttered. He was new to the Blood Kings, and I thought he could fight. He passed many of my tests within the past month, but tonight, he got his ass kicked. "Liar! You were in the corner crying like a little bitch. I saw him, boss!" shouted Stefan. "Yes! I saw him too. Kill him,” Claudia agreed with a smile on her face. I turned my back and walked to my chair. "Please! Give me another chance. I'll help you get the girl!" Klaus pleaded.

His expression was cold, but his pupils shrank to tiny dots, filled with an unmistakable killing intent. “Let her go,” Klaus commanded, his voice low and dangerous. "Klaus, this soldier is mine. Why would he listen to you?” Hommes smirked, releasing my face as he stepped closer to Klaus, standing only inches away. “Kneel, Klaus. Don’t make me repeat myself.” Hommes’s tone was calm, but it carried a menacing edge. “No! Klaus, don’t do it!” I shook my head frantically, unable to bear the thought of Klaus humiliating himself for my sake. Tears blurred my vision as I struggled in vain against my bonds, the soldier behind me growing impatient and slicing my neck lightly with his blade.

From today onwards his loyalty would be for the woman standing in front of him with love and expectations in her eyes. While Lauren was saying her wedding vows smiling at him, he lived that Horrible day again in his memory… Flashbacks****** Klaus stumbled backwards. Coughing from the smoke as his face smeared with dust and blood. He fell back on the floor almost unconscious when his men reached the place and with great difficulty managed to pull him out of the debris of the collapsing wreckage. The vors presented there tried to chase Adrian and the direction in which he ran away with Sila. “Boss, we have to move!” one of the Italian men shouted, his voice trembling as another explosion rippe

Blood Moon pack “Aishhhh” Klaus shouted as Anabel was treating his wounds for him. He has been scar beyond limit. His flesh has torn and blood was gushing out of every side of his body. “He asked his wife, I hope they were unable to escape” “Not at all,” she replied. “They were caught and was imprisoned, they have no where to go.” Klaus stands up as he groaned in pain. “I need to go see him,” he told his wife.

"If you return, you will be executed. No trial. No appeal. No mercy." Klaus said nothing. His face was pale, his eyes hollow. He had lost everything. His army, his power, his dream of restoring the old ways. He rose to his feet and walked away without looking back. The remaining purebloods laid down their weapons. The cost of victory was high.

Then this was a declaration for war and all covens would have to come together again to take out one person who is a threat to them. Klaus led them to where he had seen Kyle last and it was when he went in the direction of where the surge of energy had thrown him off to that he saw how many feet it was. They saw Kyle whose face looked like death. His face was already white and Gazzeus quickly laid him to the side before tearing off his cloth and what they saw shocked them.