Joseph Morgan As Klaus Novels & Stories

I looked around at my second home and felt a sense of comfort. "What kind of problem could we possibly have?" I asked as I took a seat across from him. There was no dripping in this room it was just dark. I made sure if it. "Someone is watching us and they plan on taking your virginity and magic." Klaus stated. That had me chuckling. When he didn't laugh I just paused for a second because it seemed he was serious. He seemed tense and that usually wasn't who he was. What was going on in his mind.

He asked, and still smiling, “I denied it; it's true that I don't look that age.” "We're the same age, Klaus" said an elated Sven. "Really? What month are you from?" I asked. "I'm from the 30th of December." Sven answered with a smile. "October 13th. But don't call me , just plain Klaus, okay?" "I think so," said Sven. "Did you just meet each other too?" Kane asked us. "Yes, Klaus saved me from being buried to death by those little boxes of marshmallows." looked at him in disbelief at Sven's words.

I should consider myself lucky it lasted this long. “Didn’t it ever cross your mind that I just don’t want to see your face?” Klaus looked thoughtful for a moment; he even frowned, thinking deeply. “No,” he shook his head. “I mean, come on. Just look at me,” he gestured with his forefinger over his face and body. “I’m Klaus Martinelli,” he announced, chest puffing out as if that explained everything. I made a gagging sound. Klaus pulled out the cooked bacon and hash brown from the skillets.

How I wished for my parents to be part of this day and to see their happiness. “Ready?” Startled, I gasped loudly for air as I saw Klaus standing in front of me with a smile on his face. He had one hand in his pocket and held a red rose in his other. He wore this especially tailored black tux that failed to hide his muscular body and only showed how sexy he could be. He had his hair back and his beard trimmed. He stepped towards me but I just stood up and turned my back to him to hide my tears saying: “Yes”

"I'm sure you don't want to create any scene at your Boss's party." I looked around for Jacob but couldn't find him anywhere. "Come with me!" "Leave her hand!" I immediately heard a very cold and rude voice out of nowhere. Mr. Macroni looked shocked when his eyes landed on the owner of that rude voice, and I took that chance to take my hand away from his. Turning around, my gaze fell on the owner of the voice, and I skipped a beat of my heart. Klaus Martinez was looking drop-dead gorgeous in his Black color three-piece suit, paired with a white shirt. His hairs were perfectly gelled, just like HIM.

Despite being a male, Klaus was always dressed like a lady. Charlie Jr. watched Margret distractedly before he heard a whisper from his PA "Sir Charlie Jr, your father wants to see you." He averted his gaze while leaving with his entourage. By then, Margret was fully back to her senses and realized that Charlie had gone. At that moment, Klaus witnessed her puzzled expression. "Who are you looking for, Bliss?" Margret forced a weary smile and answered: "Nobody." She was too afraid to let the media get any hints about her children's existence.