Klaus Human Novels & Stories

I spoke with conviction. "No! No!" Klaus shouted, trying to deny it. "You can deny it all you want... But the truth is that I just needed to make you eat human flesh. After what you did to me, I realized that it wasn't worth suffering for people who don't care about me, and I found someone to help me and teach me how to be free." My voice was still as calm as before but with a touch of sadism. I can see the hope beginning to die in Klaus' eyes as he realizes that I'm telling the truth.

It was a beautiful, expensive cage. Klaus was standing by a long kitchen island, pouring water into a glass. He wasn't wearing his suit jacket anymore. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, and his sleeves were rolled up. He looked at me, and for a second, I saw a flash of something in his eyes, but it was gone before I could name it. "You’re late," he said. "The traffic was bad," I replied, staying near the elevator. "And I had to wait for the doctor to give me an update."

"Damien..." I said softly, completely shocked by this revelation. "What? That human boy? He's been killing the supernaturals?" Valedria asked with a glare. He didn't seem to believe it. Kaiser sighed and ran a hand through his messy hair. "He's not human anymore. He's... sort of supernatural."

Caesar said, his voice booming over the now silent arena. The crowd stirred with envy, eyeing Klaus with a mix of admiration and jealousy. He had earned the right to ask for anything. Klaus stepped forward, kneeling on one knee, head bowed in thought. After a moment of silence, he looked up and met Caesar’s gaze. "I want a slave." My heart raced. Klaus’s eyes flickered toward me just before he spoke those words. "A slave? That’s all?" Hommes sneered, still bitter about his earlier defeat. His mocking tone dripped with disdain.

Klaus stuttered. He was new to the Blood Kings, and I thought he could fight. He passed many of my tests within the past month, but tonight, he got his ass kicked. "Liar! You were in the corner crying like a little bitch. I saw him, boss!" shouted Stefan. "Yes! I saw him too. Kill him,” Claudia agreed with a smile on her face. I turned my back and walked to my chair. "Please! Give me another chance. I'll help you get the girl!" Klaus pleaded.

The man blinked at him in shock as he glanced at Nacen who was still staring at him quietly. "You are an alpha? Of which pack. Prove it" the man demanded. Nacen stepped forward as he memorized for kevin to stand down. "My name is Nacen Klaus Carva, alpha of the Redwood Pack. Stand down". He used his alpha authority, even kevin was affected by it as he bowed his head low and whimpered. The force was a little stronger for the man as he completely fell on the floor and kept down. Kristen and Alyssia looked confused, they were not affected by the alpha aura so they wondered why kevin and the man were behaving like that. The man seemed to have realized his mistake.

I couldn't believe that had just happened. Me. Sera Vale. Commander of the Human Resistance. The woman who had spent years earning respect on battlefields. The woman who had stared death in the face more times than she could count. I had just been clinging to a man and crying into his chest. Not just any man. Cael. The same Cael I had argued with yesterday. The same Cael who had reminded me that I was temporary. The same Cael who had looked me in the eyes and reduced my entire position to a contract.

I confessed as Klaus placed his hand behind him and leaned backward. “Nobody is perfect Lea. It’s a reason why humans die early so they don’t cause more harm than good.” “You talk like you weren’t human.” “I didn’t live a long life as a human, I was ten when I got bitten and I had my first kill when I was twelve. He was my father.” Klaus said as he stretched his leg.

How do I tell her that her real identity is not of a feeble human but something powerful? Yes, Zara is not a human but one of the invincible wolves in the werewolf world, ALPHA WOLF.

K raised her brows and bit her lip enticingly. "Sarcasm?" He smiled and asked, beguiled. It was so incredibly hard for him to decipher everything about her. She sipped from her cup again and just shrugged her shoulders. "Well, you're quoting the brilliant but twisted Nietzsche, whom by the way died of syphilis," he muttered, snickering. "But then just moments ago, you seemed perturbed by the fact that I have been sleeping around and using Clix way too much," he quoted her, and admitting the truth at the same time. There's no point in denying it, anyway. If K really had access to the Clix database, then she already knew that he hasn't hooked-up with anyone since the night they met. If anythin