Blood Blockade Battlefront Klaus Novels & Stories

They wanted more bloodshed, not a premature end to the fight. As the soldiers moved toward Hommes, the warrior who had disarmed him lowered his weapon. Slowly, he removed his own helmet, revealing a head of silver hair and bright, golden eyes. It’s Klaus! I gasped, covering my mouth in shock. Why was he here, in such a dangerous battle? Worse, he had just humiliated a prince, a highly disrespectful act. I felt a wave of worry wash over me. "Your Highness," Klaus said, bowing respectfully to Hommes.

I instinctively lowered my body, green glow flickering faintly at my fingertips, bracing for a fight. “Hold it, soldiers,” Klaus’s voice rang out, commanding and cold, slicing through the tension. From the darkness, Klaus’s cruel voice boomed, dripping with mockery. “Well, well, look who’s come to visit—the little runaway, Gino. Did you really think you could sneak in and take what’s yours? And you’ve brought a friend, how brave of you.” His words oozed like poison, and I wanted nothing more than to tear him apart. Gino’s voice rumbled with fury. “You think you’re still some mighty Alpha? You’re nothing but a coward, Klaus.”

This was their home, their territory, and they would defend it with everything they had. Klaus traced a finger along the map, mentally plotting out their defensive positions. The battle was coming, he could feel it in his bones. But this time, he was prepared. This time, he would not be caught off guard. Klaus’ wolf grumbled then settled, pleased with their displays of submission. His human side relaxed as well. He stepped forward and rested his hand on the side of Selena’s exposed neck. “You are forgiven.” He nodded to the rest of them as he walked through them toward the table. Even Killion and Cael were on their knees. He touched each of their necks as he passed them.

They ruthlessly killed the rogues that tried to attack and enter the barrier. “Hmm, these warriors seem different,” Klaus said and started looking around. The forest was burning around them. He put the bottle of liquid into a box and left it near the barrier the fire couldn’t reach. He put some fingers on his mouth and whistled. At the sound of the whistle, the rogues ran off in every direction, retreating from the battlefield. Klaus swiftly left the scene and started making his way towards the pack of Alpha Louis. On his way to the pack of Alpha Louis, he noticed that someone was getting near him, so he fastened up the pace of his run.

It was hard to believe that a few hours ago, I had believed we could be friends. "That's not what I see." Nikolas said. "It's okay to be nervous. I understand you are afraid you will fuck this up and it is warranted but you must know my mother is ruthless. She will attack every weakness you show to her." I scoffed. "I thought this was dinner." "Alva, it's a declaration of war and I have just given you insight on what you need to know about the enemy. Use it to your advantage." I found it impossible to resist eye contact after his statement. Why was he helping me? It was just impossible to fanthom that Nikolas Sica wanted me in his life. That was awhile new level of awkward.

If anyone had a shot at winning this thing, it was his little Bri and if she didn’t, well he’d just kill thing one, two and three instead. Accepting he couldn’t change what had been done, David stood up straight and clapped his hands together. “Alright.” He began. “Harls, I want you to spend every minute you have studying the Battle of the Alpha’s. By the time you’re done, I need you to know every little detail there is to possibly know. Oh, and make me a list of all the different challenges the Royal Family have used before.”

"Do you truly believe you can defeat me? I will demonstrate the fate of those who oppose me." With that, he lunged at me, his fists swinging. I dodged and maneuvered, narrowly evading his strikes. Yet, I realized I could not sustain this for long. Klaus was too powerful, too quick. I needed to devise a new strategy if I hoped to endure this confrontation. As I continued to evade Klaus's attacks, I caught a glimpse of Markus and Lexi from the corner of my eye. They were observing me with a blend of anxiety and respect, their eyes fixed on Klaus with unwavering determination.

I greeted back. “The newest update we have about the war is that Klaus has chosen to fight with Natalie, making our chances of winning slimmer,” She said without fear. My jaw dropped, I don't know why, but even being Areola, I am still fucking scared of Klaus he has tried to kill me twice. “What? Our chances aren't slimmer, there is no chance for us,” I panicked, dropping my sword back on the table. Since I was Areola, I have feared nothing, and never have I backed out of a war, but today would be an exception, I can't fight Klaus.

Hughes grabbed Claudius's arm firmly and yanked him away from the human, but Dominic immediately stepped in and pushed him away. "Easy, Alpha!" Ethan was pissed and stepped in front of Claudius. When he looked at Claudius, tears were running down his face and his lip was trembling. That fucking bastard could care less that Claudius was on the verge of breaking down, and was barely hanging on. It was hard enough for Claudius to stand up straight, let alone hold his tears back. Ethan looked at Claudius and pointed his thumb toward the Alpha. "Is this him?" "Yes," Claudius whispered, trying not to cry, but a little hiccup slipped out and he felt stupid.

Two tides of dark blood collided detonating in a blinding crimson explosion that split Valenfort’s sky apart. The ground quaked. Buildings fell. From afar, Alaric watched through his scope. “If she wins,” he murmured, “Evelyn Cross will die. What remains… won’t be her.” Kael clenched his fists. “Then let her become the Blood Lord, better her than Genesis.” --- Amid the smoke and fire, Evelyn stood among the ashes. Genesis lay broken, half its body melting away. “You… will destroy… everything…” it rasped. Evelyn looked down, no hatred left, only sorrow.