Novel & Cerita Elijah Klaus

JUDAS : Klaus, Klaus, Klaus!!! KLAUS : Yes my liege ( Klaus replies with a surprised look on his face as Judas jolted him from his thoughts) JUDAS : You seemed lost in thought for a moment, I hope all is well ( He asks with a bit of concern) KLAUS : yes my liege, all is well. I was just thinking about the Damnation ritual coming up ( He lies with a straight face) JUDAS : Oh… .are there any problems with preparation?? ( He asks indulging the young man)

I replied letting my eyes drift to his rising chest. "You've seen Clair?" Elijah asks, falling even more into my touch. "Yes, I have, he's a rather....intrguing being" I reply nodding my head, recalling my many encounters with Clair. Elijah let out a sigh as my fingers massaged his scalp, his midnight hair brushing my fingers, he actually looked even more handsome with his devious green eyes closed. His white dress shirt open just by a few buttons, his chest almost visible to me, I smile looking up at his face, his sharp jaw line was enough to make the devil blush, Elijah Camorra, he was a beautifully carved being, I would admit that anyday.

She did not want her daughter anywhere near this confrontation. Klaus arrived with a dozen guards, his face hard, his eyes cold. He was taller than Niklas, broader, with the same sharp features but none of the warmth. He looked at Elif like she was something he had scraped off his boot. "The half-blood," he said. "I was hoping you would come." "I am here to talk." "There is nothing to talk about. You have no claim to power. You are not pureblood. You are not even fully wolf. You are an abomination, and everything you have built is an insult to our kind."

The mug froze to Melina's lips as her brows furrowed in doubt, not wanting to believe the words her ears had heard. “All this while, so many misconceptions of his identity have been circling... But, honestly, him being the only child of a multi-billionaire was far from our guest. However, it's the truth. If you don't believe us, here's a recording of Mr. Maxwell confirming it with his own words.” Pausing, Melina glared at Mr. Maxwell's face on the screen as his voice echoed out the speakers, “My only heir, Elijah Maxwell, the first, known to you all as Elijah Darius, wants me to present you all with a gift.”

“All we want is what’s best for you.” “Oh really?” Mauve spat. “I don’t even know you!” His piercing blue eyes locked onto hers. “My name is Nicholas Clarke. Your Eliot. I know it sounds strange, but you have to trust us, Mauve.” Eliot. The word made no sense. None of this did. Before she could argue again, Sephie’s voice cut in. “We need to go, Eliot.” Nicholas gave her a sharp nod—and began to pull Mauve away from the direction of her school.

Elijah would seize on any excuse to punish them. Guilt washed over me in waves. I hadn’t protected them long enough. “No one is to approach her. No food, no water. She tried to kill the heir of the Golden Claws—this will be her punishment!” Elijah’s final order cracked like a whip. I stared at him in disbelief, for the first time realizing just how cruel he truly was. I tried to run, but it was already too late. Elijah had bonded not only with Beta Hendricks, but with his Gamma, Mason, and several warriors as well.

Elijah listened to their voices, so he exclaimed. "It's okay. Let him in." The guards bowed their heads and walked out while Kyle removed the unseen dust from his suit. "So what brought you here? Mr. Kyle, Ivan." Elijah was calm. The traces of his hideous crimes were nowhere to be seen. "Where are Elisa and Liam?" He wanted to grasp his collar and punch him in the face until it was bleeding, but no, Kyle had to be patient. "How could I know?" Elijah shrugged his shoulders. That angered Kyle more. He clenched his fist and headed towards him, clutching his collar. He pulled him to his feet.

He didn’t want to look at his father because the look would see, could make him tell his father to get out. “Okay– Jeremy said smirking– I told you so, idiot. The moment you decided to follow the advice of that slut and become a pussy, I knew you were doomed for failure” Now Jeremy's face had turned ugly. He hated Delilah so much that if you give him a knife. He would drive through her heart. “okay that’s done, now what’s the way forward. Do I have to take to take these stupid pack people into submit and make them slaves. Then I can build my army or what.” Klaus said. He dropped the glass, when he saw the wine had finished.

' Elijah thought, doing his best not to show his discomfort. The last of the four introduced himself. The man stood six feet tall, with short spiky blonde hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a green shirt and brown pants. "Heinrich." He said extending his hand to Elijah. 'He sticks out more than the woman with two different eye colors.' Elijah thought, trying to make sure his face didn't show what he was thinking. Peter clapped his hands together.

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.