Klaus Margu Novels & Stories

He exclaimed, holding his hand in the air, "What an honour it is to examine such a rare specimen!" He bowed, holding out his hand to me. "I would like to examine your, your majesty." I glared at him, moving backwards on the bed. "You have nothing to worry about," The dark king spoke up as he stood outside the cell, "Klaus here is a human doctor that took part in creating the pathogen that brought about the plague. All He will do is examine your body and check if you are still sick."

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

I can’t understand what Tate felt when he felt the bond, between his mate and his pack members, cut off. Driving back home, I couldn’t stop thinking what I would have done if that happened to my pack, to Justin. We need to find these bastards and put this madness to an end, once and for all. “What happened?” Kylian asks. “We don’t know. We were just talking about the research lab and the scientists, the next second he renounced his title and declared himself a rogue.” Oliver explains. “And you didn’t do anything to stop him?” Kylian asks. “Excuse me?” What would he have expected me to do?

"Damn! Heisenberg likes you a lot, maybe because you're funny, Margaux. But go ahead, if you really want to count the clams, I can bring you-" "You're a real jerk, Magnus!" Another deafening laugh erupted in that room, but when Cladmus approached her while raising his hands to her, she was taken aback. "What are you doing, Cladmus? I am completely smitten by Declan Heisenberg-" "May I have this dance, Mrs. Heisenberg?" Her brow furrowed as she looked down at his hands, and others suddenly laugh as she ignored his offer. "You have Scarlet now. She's the one you should offer a dance to today," Margaux said, her tired voice echoing Cladmus's weak breath in front of her.

The sound of the spirit pouring into the glass cup, drained out his response. He shrugged, bringing my glass to me. "You know I'd never do that to you, Alpha." He slid the glass across the table. "I'm loyal to you and the pack. You saved me, remember?" I clearly did remember. About seventeen years ago, after his parents had passed, Marcus was just an orphaned omega and like we referred to people like him, he was 'cursed by the Moon Goddess'. But I had fought the entire pack to have him at my side.

Craig comes in, with a man that looks like a much older version of him, followed by a woman with blonde hair fixed in loose curls and a white fitted dress. I'm not sure what Mr. Adams is plotting, but I instantly feel like grabbing a few of those margaritas that Mr. Adams is pouring into those cups. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

“ I am so happy for both of you. I never thought I would see the day Nikolai would love anyone as much he loved his work, you know. We were all shocked to see him married. “ He said. I knew he was referring to the other dons. He and Esposito were the only dons we had invited to our second wedding. “ Really? “I asked, remembering what Viv had said. She had said almost the same thing. “ Yes. I hope my son has the same fate. “ Romano said. Instinctively, we both looked to where he was to see him dancing with Corinna. They were laughing, much to our surprise. We expected to see them flirting. I was just as shocked as Romano. “ Who is that girl Maximo? “ Romano asked. “ Corinna. She is my assista

I grumbled, clearly having a death wish. Except, the man chuckled and I could bet my life savings that the alcohol was to blame because Eddie looked just as flabbergasted as I felt. "Yes, how very cliched but a fickle thing like fucking with the one and only Gunnar Astor, the man who considers himself untouchable, is also the good motive," Mickey rounded his desk, giving me a full-body image of him. He wore a Slate Gray button-down that was open around the chest and had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Inky black slacks hugged his toned legs, "the figlio di puttana will be pissed that his woman came running to me in the end. He'll be pissed that I won and that he lost. He's always hated

Pushing the door open, her eyes met with a large, well-equipped gym. Klaus was on a treadmill, sweat dripping down his exposed tattooed chest. He was only wearing shorts, and he looked impossibly hot with his wet hair clinging to his face. A white towel hung over his broad shoulder, and his perfectly sculpted body screamed perfection. Morticia froze, taking in every detail of the demigod before her. Did he grow more handsome every day? It felt as if she were seeing him for the first time. She stood there as minutes passed, unnoticed since he had his earbuds in and was listening to music.

"Rudina, you have to calm down, you can do this, you just have to focus on what you are here to do. We can't create a scene here, look at this people all looking at us. Now breathe in, breathe out. I did as he was telling me. Klaus came forward and introduce himself. "I am Klaus Amarok."