Klara Gup Novels & Stories

Am I greedy for wanting one more miracle for myself? I answer a knock at the door and Klara is there, carrying a professional leather bag instead of a basket. Her expression is focused. She’s here to handle business. There’s a shift in her energy. She’s not here as Viktor’s mother or my friend; she’s here as an expert. I invite her into the dining area as she sets her large leather briefcase on the table. “I’m so pleased you’re here, Klara. I’m finding it impossible to quiet my mind. I’m so thrilled and yet so damn scared at the same time.”

It’s been almost four months since Klara attempted to see the person he hid upstairs. She didn’t talk about that incident till now nor tried to sneak in again. Why? She risked her life to see his dad but why is she silent after knowing that he’s alive? It's as if she wiped out the memory of her going upstairs. He wasn’t sure if she saw his dad or not considering the fact that she didn’t make any progress till day. If she really saw him, she wouldn’t wait till now to meet him again or was she planning something big?

Gina opened the door in yoga pants and an oversized sweater, hair in a messy bun. “Tess? You okay? You look—” “I need to talk,” Tessa said, stepping inside before Gina could finish. They ended up in the kitchen, Gina pouring two glasses of wine—then remembering, switching Tessa’s to sparkling water. Tessa didn’t sit, she paced. “I just ran into Klara. She’s coming to Chicago.” Gina set the glass down. “You’re kidding.” “She played the whole ‘poor me’ act,” Tessa said. “Like I’m the villain for not wanting Roman’s obsessive ex around him. Around us.”

she said calmly. "Helena." Mrs. Gabe stepped forward, her hand tightening on my shoulder. "I'm sorry to come unannounced. This is the girl I called about. Clara Adene." Helena King looked at me. Her eyes moved over me slowly; she read me from head to toe. I couldn't tell if her gaze was cold, cruel, or something in between. Then she turned back to Mrs. Gabe. "You're confident in her." "Completely," Mrs. Gabe replied.

Just rest and relax all day, Klara. I eagerly ate the food she had prepared for me. Then I got out of the house and got in my car. I'm on my way to the office when someone calls me on my phone. I accept the call when I see the caller ID, it's my boss, Mrs. Evelyn Salazar. ["Klara."] "G-Good morning ma'am," I replied immediately. ["Where are you, Klara? I need you here badly in my office. We have something to talk and I have something to tell you."]

She said. “If that's what makes you comfortable, Tita.” I said. “She’s so pretty, right mom?” Klaress said. “I told you she’s amazing.” “Yes, indeed she is. You have a resemblance to a famous actress I just can't point out who." Tita Klara said. "Really? No one told me that before." I said. "Anyway, Klaress said that you are a very hard working student. I’m glad she found a friend like you who wouldn’t be a bad influence to her.” Tito Albert said.

feel his eyes on me. I gulped down my drink to ease my unease. Leon’s POV. I heeded as they rowed between themselves about who clara looks like out. Lila does n’t take to new people generally, well, not this quick. clara’s come and turned my life upside down. I ca n’t concentrate on anything. My mind seems consumed by her. I detest not feeling in control and that is what she makes me feel like. I could n’t stop looking at her when she was talking to Lila in the hallway. She looked like she was in pain indeed though she was smiling at my son, her eyes were breathless, and I just wanted to take it all down for her. clara's laugh broke me from my reverie . I smelled in a breath, and my incline

KLAUS Lilika stifled a laugh. The growl emanating from her throat continued to grow until she was cackling like a witch. I could tell this was her coping mechanism. She had laughed the same way when the doctor had told her the love of her life; the man who had danced with her at the balcony on her birthday had died from a heart attack the next morning. This was another of those many hollow laughs my mother gave when things were going awry. Soon enough, her laugh relapsed. Honestly, it felt like a Deja-Vu of the morning I lost Dad. Mom looked at Doria who had just returned to the living room playing the role of betrayed dutiful housewife to a fault and then back at me. I saw a drop of tear es

A woman's voice rang inside the room and she finally turn around to see a young woman standing behind her with crossed arms and a frown on her face. Her eyes were bright yellow which shows that she was a werewolf. She was wearing a tiny starp red dress with a little flare just above her knees. She was Klara the daughter of Alpha Nicholas of the blue moon park. Muna just stared at the woman not knowing what to say and she heard the woman talk again. “ So the rumours were true after all ” Klara said walking closer to where Muna stood at the balcony and she lean her body against the door leading to the balcony staring at Muna straight in the eye.

Immediately, someone barged into her office. Clara. Helma stood up and stared at the young lady In front of her. She wore a yellow short flare dress and white boots. Clara removed her glasses and sat on the couch " I was told I need to fix a meeting with you, before I can see my brother" she said with mocking tone.