Hayley Klaus Novels & Stories

25th January, 1999(evening) The Safe House Freddie Rawlings I can't believe she's back. My daughter is finally home. This morning, a hooded figure accompanied her to a spot very close to the safe house. I was confused as to how they knew where the safe house was located, seems like Joel knows everything going on around him. I wouldn't put it pass him to even know where my extended family lives.

"Not until I saw you doing it with another girl." Klaus's smile faded. "I'm sorry. I had no idea." "You don't need to apologize." She pecked his chest swiftly. "You're mine now, and I won't let you go." Klaus wrapped his arms around her. "Me too." "Do you know you smell like rain?" he asked after a moment of silence. "I do?" Morticia chuckled softly. "Yeah. It's the best scent ever; it keeps me calm. That's why I love the beach."

“Then what is the point?” I take a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down.“The point is, I told you—explicitly—that the card attached to the dress should state that it came from Santa. To humans, Santa is an old man with a kind heart who grants wishes no matter how hard. I wanted her to believe the dress came from him—not the damn CEO she thinks she’s supposed to fall for. But now… she knows, Caleb. Because of your screw-up, she knows Santa and the CEO are one and the same.” Caleb blinks, then scratches the back of his neck. His hesitation is all the confirmation I need.

The only thing keeping me was the possibility that something bad could happen to Sienna if I left. “Hayley?” I was shocked to hear my name and even more shocked to hear it from Kate. She looked a lot different than she did the last time I saw her. She was in a black dress that stuck to her like second skin and stopped high on her thighs. “What are you doing here?” “I could ask you the same question.” Her cheeks flushed. “The party I told you about before. It’s a little fun, I won’t lie but I don’t think it is much my scene.”

"We work for a greeting card manufacturer, run by a family named Holiday. We gotta make a big deal out of the Christmas party. The old man would lose face otherwise." "That's the truth," Jana agreed cheerfully. "Now finish the damn report, freshen your lipstick and let's go before the guys in the IT department empty the buffet table." "Yeah, nothing like a bunch of computer geeks and free food." Shelby typed in the last few numbers on her report. "And hey, at least there's no sing-along this year. Clever of Noel Holiday to send the piano out for tuning this week." "Hmm. All the Holiday boys are clever and sexy," Jana purred. Her full lips pursed into a thoughtful smile. "Wonder if I can corn

Looking in the mirror, I looked like a princess. “Thank you, Hannah.” “You’re welcome, ma’am.” I couldn’t help but stare at her. She really reminded me of Nancy. The way they both acted with kindness, same brown eyes. Just that Hannah was older. My chest tightened, tears welled at the back of my eyes. The door opened. Klaus stood there in a white suit and black trouser, his silver cufflinks glinting under the chandelier light. My mouth opened wide. White?! He was wearing white. I looked around, wondering if I was in an alternate universe.

Curiosity surely does kill the cat. I shouldn’t have but I did anyways. I clicked the comment section and was immediately teleported to a fan world for Klaus and the lady I believe to be Mia Sanders. [“Wow, Queen heiress is getting married to Klaus Denford, I wouldn’t miss it for the world”] [“Our power couple are finally tying the knot. Nothing like getting married to your childhood sweetheart!”] [“A match made in heaven. Oh my! I’m so jealous of Mia but I know only her deserves to be with Klaus! Period!”]

she let out in one breath, her face red with joy and her blond ringlets going about the place. Christian walked over to Lissa, wrapping his arm around her waist and planting a soft kiss to her lips. "Hello, my sweet," he greeted lovingly. She blushed and snuggled into him. He then turned to Mia, his ice-blue eyes piercing hers. "I wouldn't be too sure about that. We don't know who Prince Adrian is going to pick—all of the maidens are fair game," he pointed out.

Hayley uttered before getting up on her feet. She turned and met Claus peering at her. “You are dead Claus.” Hayley smirked, she said a spell pushing her hands forward with her palms open. Claus was moved down the hallway, stumbling down close to his class. He got pulled in by a strange force and was hanging in the midair when Hayley stepped into the class, mumbling a spell. The school bell rang, and Claus smirked. “I cast an invisibility spell before I came in, so it's just you and I.” She blurted with a satisfying look on her face. A black fog escaped her lips and surrounded Claus, she chuckled.

Out of nowhere, without waiting for his nod of approval, Haisley Byrne saunters to the dais, steps up to Killian, wraps her arms around his neck, and shoves her boobs into his side. Then she rises up on her tiptoes and kisses him full on the mouth. He goes rigid. He doesn’t avert his eyes. He’s looking at me while she sucks his face. No. Ours. An inhuman wail—both a yowl and a roar—fills my ears from inside my skull.