Novel & Cerita Klaus Baudelaire

Kate kissed him and whispered against his lips: —"I’m completely crazy about you, Bastien. Only you. You’re the only one who’s made me feel butterflies, who electrifies my skin, who sets it on fire with just a touch. The only one who makes me tremble with just your voice in my ear. I belong to you, body and soul, Bastien De Filippi."

Natalia "Out tonight?" Gail, my ride-or-die roommate, purred from the bathroom door of our dorm, giving me those puppy dog eyes she knew I couldn't resist. But resist I must. I was booked tonight, a date of the blind variety, with some faceless guy I'd met online. "Remember? Online guy. Serial killer enthusiast?" I reminded her. Gail’s dark hair was tied up in a bun, ready to hit the town or any frat party on the menu. She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit.

The balance of power had shifted. But this newcomer saw an opportunity. A chance to exploit the chaos. And claim dominance. The figure stepped forward, revealing a striking face with piercing green eyes. "Kael," Cassius whispered. A name I'd never heard. A name that sent shivers down my spine. "Who is Kael?" I asked. Cassius's expression darkened. "A master of darkness." Aurelia's voice dropped to a whisper. "Thought to be a myth." Kael's smile grew.

"Dear Ryan, I hope this letter reaches you because I have something important to say. Right now, I cannot say much in it as I am afraid that I will be tracked. For now, what I can say is that do not trust anyone. Including those who are close to you as you might not know who is the betrayer amongst them. You might think that I am a strange person but beware of my words, sire. The worst is to come and no one will be spared including those whom you love. In this box, is a red book. Keep it safe as It will help you in the future. Make sure you do not give it to anyone. And I mean on one. When the right comes, I will visit you. Until then, be safe. Sincerely, Your, well-wisher. What the fuck was

Mom, he smiled lightly and said: "Perhaps you still remember what happened that day, right? I'm sorry, you can hate me but if I don't do this you will die, you are no longer a normal human being, you are… a vampire.” And you are my masterpiece, my most perfect deadly rose. An early dawn in the late summer and early autumn in the beautiful city of Strasbourg, France, the soft yellow sun spreads everywhere, covering the romantic wooden houses on the streets. In the garden of a wooden house beside the winding river, a young man in his twenties was drinking tea. His gentle turquoise eyes make the golden sun shy, red lips on white skin are almost always smiling, that face can't help but make othe

"More wine, sir?" He looks up at me. "Yes." I can feel his eyes burning a hole into the side of my face as I refill his glass. "Bella," he says, my name rolling off his tongue like a new discovery. I stop. I return the bottle into the bucket of ice. "The name suits you," he adds, looking from my name tag to my face. His speaks in a clipped tone. Almost vaguely sarcastic, but he doesn't seem like the kind to say anything he doesn't mean.

CHAPTER 29 GABRIEL *WARNING - THIS CHAPTER HAS SOME VIOLENT CONTENT AND IS NOT SUITABLE FOR SENSITIVE AND UNDER THE AGE OF 18 YEARS READERS. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED. My Bella was still in hospital when my men had captured Mason and took him to the location I asked them to. That son of b***h maintained an arrogant attitude even though he was hanging from a beam by heavy chains! By the time I got there, my men had already had lots of fun with him. The place reeked of fresh blood. When I walked in, he started swearing at me and shouted out loud all that he was going to do to me once he was out of there! I just smirked, then gave him one of my dangerous looking glares and asked him who eve

Bella entered the interior and gasped again. It gave off extremely rich man vibes. Suddenly,she felt scared. What sort of man was he,that he had so many people at his reach,and such wealth at the tips of his fingers. She suddenly began to feel wary. What if he wanted to kill her? What if he wanted to traffick her or sell her as a slave?? It was very obvious that his wealth was not normal. "Earth to, Bella." Klaus said and Bella stared at him slowly again. "Who are you?" She asked and Klaus stared at her with his eyebrows raised.

Shame is an acid corroding everything inside. "Élianor?" The voice is soft, masculine. I lift my head, frightened, expecting fresh mockery. But it's not a tormentor. It's Raphaël. Raphaël de Saint-Clair. The boy whose mere passing in a hallway makes every heart flutter, including mine, in secret, with the painful certainty of its impossibility. He's there, standing, his chestnut hair tousled by the wind, his disturbingly green eyes fixed on me with a concern that seems sincere. He's even more beautiful up close, with a beauty that hurts.

“Is your new Luna not enough for you? Can you not even tolerate Lia’s bed for a single night before coming to gloat over my ruins? Did you forget to insult my parents one last time?” Kai didn't look angry. He didn't even look annoyed by my sharp tongue. He looked predatory. He stepped closer, his movements fluid and silent. The space between us vanished until I could feel the heat radiating off his body, contrasting with the freezing dampness of the room. "You always did have too much pride for your own good, June," he said, his voice a low, melodic hum. He looked around the room, his eyes lingering on the straw pallet that was to be my bed and the single, flickering candle on the wall.