Klaus Books Novels & Stories

"Turn around. I need to know if you're really unarmed. "Oh, yes." Klaus didn't wait for me to say it again and turned his back on me. In fact, there was no object considered dangerous attached to his clothes. Nothing apparent, at least. As he faced me again, Klaus scratched his beard and took the scarf off his head. Did he hear my thoughts? " Klaus Orlando. I offer no danger, I come in peace and I have a destiny. Do you know Mrs. Loria? "The one who makes bread? " Yes she.

Niklaus I lean back in my chair; the leather creaking under the shift of my weight, and rub at the bridge of my nose, feeling the onset of a headache. Laz sits across from me, his expression grim. The maps and various reports spread out between us only adding to the sense of chaos that has settled over us like a dense fog. “We’ve tried everything, Klaus,” Laz says, breaking the silence. “There’s still no way to get a clear reading on the compound. It’s like Kris is behind a damn fortress of magic or something.”

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The door bursts open and a familiar man wearing casual clothing walked in, his eyes were blank and there is a sword on his waist, while he was being stopped by two more behind him. "Please! Sir! You can't---!" "Hello, nice to meet you again." The man greeted and ignored the people stopping him from entering. Ich and Kae looked at Klaus, who is wearing casual clothes but the hood of his cloak doesn't cover his face, so Ich recognized him. "You know this guy?" Kae asked, pointing at Klaus. Ich slowly nodded, "Somewhat." Then, he turns to Klaus with an unfriendly expression. "What brings you here?" Klaus wasted no time and got straight to the point, handing Ich the letter he hid under his coat

"I mean, yes. Eventually. It seems like basic courtesy to acknowledge the person who made it possible for me to start over here." Klaus was quiet for a long moment, something complicated passing across his features. "You're looking at him," he said finally. The words didn't make sense at first. I actually looked around, expecting to see someone else who'd joined us in the hallway. "I'm sorry?" "I'm Klaus Blackwood. Alpha King of BloodMoon City." He met my eyes directly. "And you're very welcome for the entry clearance, Dr. Morrison. Though truthfully, Rivera made a compelling case for why you deserved sanctuary here."

"He’s in the tallest tower in Manhattan. Why would you come to me?" Klaus let out a maniacal, barking laugh that made a few diners at nearby tables look over in confusion. It was the laugh of a man who had nothing left to lose and everything to gain from chaos. "I like her," he said, seemingly talking to the air. Claire returned then, carrying a silver bucket and a bottle of vintage champagne. She set it on the table with a sharp thud, her eyes never leaving Klaus’s. He didn't wait for her to pour. He grabbed the bottle, popped the cork with a violent crack that sounded like a gunshot in the small space, and took a long swig directly from the neck.

Klaus followed my line of sight and stiffened as he watched the red warning sign flashing off and on on the screen for the magical courts universe. "Aries get every God and Goddess of love here now." Klaus snapped out. I quickly looked over at Aries and Zavier who were both gone. I looked back at Klaus who was gone also. I looked down and stiffened. Not only was Klaus gone but he took the book with him. He distracted me on purpose.

he drawled, leaning forward with his elbows on the table, “aren’t you full of surprises, Clara?” I raised an eyebrow, keeping my posture relaxed, even though every instinct in me screamed be ready to fight. “Surprises?” I said innocently, twirling a strand of hair. “I’m just a girl trying to enjoy breakfast with two dangerously good-looking men. What’s surprising about that?” Kai snorted beside me. I didn’t even look at him. My eyes stayed locked on Klaus. He grinned. “Most girls wouldn’t dare talk to me like that. You either have guts…” —he paused, his smile turning predatory— “…or a death wish.”

Klaus promised. Klaus knew that he was reaching his limit, the Bank was suffocating him, they called him every day without fail to collect, and no matter how much he asked for the time they did not stop nagging him. To make matters worse, the delinquents, gangster, or whatever you want to call them were after him, he did not know how the hell they got his number and address but now they were not only looking for him to get paid, no gentlemen, they were after his bones. Bones because he didn't even have any flesh because he was so malnourished. And we must clarify something. Klaus is a beautiful being, the most fucking sexy and tender Omega you have ever seen. How is it possible to be sexy an

Klaus opened the door to his room. It was definitely a larger room, it had a huge picture window and balcony, with long curtains going to the ceiling, wide open, just like in the guest room, there were no pictures anywhere, but it was obviously a male room. , the King size bed was made, covered with blue silk sheets, behind it, the wall was dark wood, with a couple of inlaid shelves, full of books and a couple of ornaments, the night lamp fell elegantly from the ceiling, the nightstands were black wood, a soft looking rug protruded from the inside of the bed, a couple of artworks adorned one of the walls, a small sofa and a coffee table, Anika raised her eyebrows as she looked around. The ma