Novelas y relatos de Klaus Quotes

"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.

Bye, big guys, see you later," Klaus said. "Bye, young Oakluster, Mr. Cross," they said. "I felt old next to you," I complained. "You are Norman," Klaus answered. I looked at him incredulously. Did he call me old? "Did you just call me old?" I asked. "You're my grumpy old man..." "You are special, Klaus." "I know." We smiled and laughed at Klaus's witticisms. We walked out to the end of the building, and my car was already parked outside. I helped Klaus in, and then I got in.

I should consider myself lucky it lasted this long. “Didn’t it ever cross your mind that I just don’t want to see your face?” Klaus looked thoughtful for a moment; he even frowned, thinking deeply. “No,” he shook his head. “I mean, come on. Just look at me,” he gestured with his forefinger over his face and body. “I’m Klaus Martinelli,” he announced, chest puffing out as if that explained everything. I made a gagging sound. Klaus pulled out the cooked bacon and hash brown from the skillets.

( She asks in a sly voice ) KLAUS : Tch… I can’t believe that I believed in that old geezer, I trusted in his words and ideals because I thought they were in the best interest of those loyal to him but now I know that he was just saying whatever he felt we would believe in so that he could have loyal servant to do his bidding. He doesn’t have the interest of others at heart, he only cares for himself and himself alone ( He rants with anger and bitterness visible on his face)

"—thless." Klaus said, finally releasing his final words from his lips, still on his knees, a little life still left in him. Lucas walked towards him, his face dark with anger, his teeth heightened to that of an animal. Stopping in front of the half-dead chief warrior, he brought the sword out from the heart of Klaus. Raising it up high in the air, he said with unrefined anger: "I will grant you your wish. Didn't I warn you beforehand?"

Madness. Klaus smiled, something fierce and possessive igniting in his eyes. “And no one will ever love you more than I do.” His voice dropped to a vow. “Trust me, I can die for you, Sila Barbieri. You have no idea.” He pulled her into his arms. And she finally let herself fall.

He obviously didn't understand what Aiden was talking about. "Have you forgotten that I spent most of my time here after my parents died?" Aiden chuckled "And I became powerful then-in plain words,your worst nightmare" King Klaus kept mute. "It is only for good that your dumb son has put me here." he smiled and then continued "Imagine how powerful I will be when I get out of here?" Klaus didn't want to feel lost so he quickly looked for something to say "Even if you become powerful, there's still someone more powerful than you'll ever be"

“Klaus, you better stop this madness right now, or I swear you will regret insulting my family like this.” Klaus smiled. Actually smiled. “Do your worst,” he said calmly.

“From his tone, it’s something big. He must’ve found who the fuck placed a bug in my computer.” “What are you going to do?” Klaus leans against the French door frame, eyes trained on the towering buildings within sight reach. “I’m going to make sure he knows never to fuck me up again.” “You’ll let the mole live?” I asked, heaving a breath, proud and finally done with making the bed. “Nah,” he walked back to the lounge and stuck half way burnt stick on the ashtray. “He can use the lesson he’ll learn from me on the other side,” he stated. His voice was icy, void of any emotion.

I tried dodging his question. "Oh God. You fell for her, didn't you? See I knew this would happen! I warned you, Klaus. What now? You two look cute together but do you think, she'll love you after figuring out you got close to her to get revenge on her dad? God, Klaus! Things are going to be messy. For you. For her!" "They won't,"I muttered inaudibly,"she loves me"