Klaus Books Novels & Stories

Everyone stayed mum when dad was speaking after that Dad instructed the chef to cook something which was healthy and nutritious for pregnant women. "Wow, dad! I didn't know you were so talented.", I cracked a joke to ease the environment. "I end up reading at least ten to twelve books related to pregnancy when your mother was pregnant with your sister." "Really? That's romantic.", I chirped. Immediately I received a message. I checked my phone and found a message from Klaus. 'I'm going to borrow those books when you will be pregnant with my babies.' I started smiling at that message but my smile disappeared when dad said. "What's so funny?"

Klaus just shrugged his shoulders and jumped out on the sofa. “Well, I’ll go have some fun with my mate,” Klaus said while smirking at the old man. He left the office, and while walking towards his bedroom, he was thinking deeply. “Well, that’s boring. Wait for the right time, he says. Hmp! Since Clara is pregnant, I should visit her and send her a gift for old times’ sake,” He thought and smiled widely, thinking that he had thought of some excellent plan. He went to his room and savagely claimed her mate like she was some toy. After enjoying himself, he left his mate in the room and started preparing his plan.

Elijah asked. “Klaus is intelligent, he does his work efficiently, he knows how to comfort and understand people. He was just someone who doesn’t like seeing people in pain especially children. Klaus is also cunning, seductive and he is handsome after all I raised him. Klaus isn't his ancestor Conrad Vitya who killed Yelena.” “And what about me?” Elijah asked as he stared into my eyes deeply. Elijah slowly lowered his lips closely to mine as my gaze moved from his lips to his eyes.

I wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment, but I was at a loss for words. Klaus stood up and walked to another room.I also got up hurriedly. "Klaus, what are you doing? You’ve just recovered, so you need more rest." Klaus turned on the lights. It was only then that I clearly saw the situation in this room.It was a large study, with a huge chandelier hanging high. The floor was mėssy, and many books and glass fragments were scattered everywhere.I bent over and picked up the books one by one. Klaus soon came back with a first-aid kit.He looked down at my feet and frowned.

Next month I will be going to Ursana for two weeks as I am attending a surgeons' conference. The greatest surgeon in the world will be our lecturer and I didn't want to miss it. The book I had been devouring just now was authored by this great surgeon. Dr. Gianni Klaus is a genius, he's just 32 years old and already had considerable feats in the medical field. Learning at his feet would be great. After my shift came to an end, I didn't go home but went to a bookstore and bought two of the books Dr. Klaus had written. He has written five books and I have three of his books already, so I have his five books now.

"I don't want to just be protected, Klaus. I spent my whole life training to be a Luna—to manage resources, to lead strategies, to stand on the front lines. Damon wanted a trophy he could command. I want to be useful here." A rare, soft shadow of a smile touched Klaus’s lips. He pulled his hand back, stood up in one fluid motion, and walked over to a heavy iron chest in the corner of the room. He unlocked it with a heavy brass key, lifting the lid to reveal rows of neatly rolled parchments, leather-bound ledgers, and maps of the surrounding territories. He picked up a thick leather ledger and a rolled map of the feral borders, walking back and placing them gently in her lap.

I mirrored his excitement and bumped my fist against his, a wide smile spreading across my face. "Good to see you too, Klaus," I said warmly. "I like your new glasses, by the way," I added, pointing to the stylish frames perched on his nose. He chuckled, adjusting the glasses as he sat down opposite me. "It's impressive that you noticed, so thanks," Klaus said, gesturing towards Klaus while wearing a playful smile. "Anyway, Clark's a bit grumpy today, so we'll take our leave first. See you later, guys," Klaus added, waving his hand as he began to tug at Clark's sleeve, urging him to leave.

As he stepped into the luxuriously posh office of the President of W Empire, Klaus dressed handsomely in a suit remarked. He held a couple of files, and stepped in intending to submit them to Doreen. He wasn't a mere chauffeur, but also his assistant — one that Doreen trusted to the extent of accommodating him. The instant the President walked in, he has been smiling constantly, and does that whenever his eyes are on his phone screen. Klaus does have a hunch on who might be the cause but would love to hear the words from Doreen's lips. “Creepy?” His PA's shock elevated at his chuckle — was this his Master or some kind of clone?

I had initially felt like the Blood Moon Pack was an isolated cage but the ambience of the people here proved otherwise. “Would you like to buy something?” Klaus said. Why did he always have to say something? It was hard enough to ignore him while he was silent but when he opened his mouth, his voice was something I couldn’t ignore. “Ermmm…no” I was starting to think he was bipolar. Nice one minute, cruel the next.

Clara found Kael in the library that evening. He was reading an old book about the history of Hidden Lunas, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Finding anything useful?" she asked, sitting across from him. "Not really. Most of these books were written by wolves who never met a Hidden Luna. They're full of speculation." "Then maybe you should write your own book someday." Kael laughed. "I'm not a writer." "Neither was I. But I've told my story enough times to fill a library." She leaned forward. "How are you settling in?"