Klaus Tvd Novels & Stories

“Are you all right? You look pale.” I forced a soft laugh that sounded far too high. “I’m… fine. Just not feeling well.” Klaus’s hand tightened over mine under the table. Another message notification buzzed from my phone. 😈: You have just 3 seconds to do it or I will release the videos. The countdown starts now. 😈: 3 😈: 2

"You're not in the chair." Klaus didn't flinch. He didn't even turn his head immediately. He simply took a slow, deep breath, his broad shoulders expanding before he turned to face me. His dark hazel eyes swept over me instantly, registering my bare feet, my messy hair, and the dark silk camisole and shorts I was wearing. "The wind shifted to the north," Klaus said, his low baritone vibrating quietly in the empty corridor. "The trees along the east wall create a blind spot for camera four between midnight and two. I am covering the angle manually."

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.

Klaus had helped me take a bath early this morning when we stopped fucking and so all I had to do was put on his slippers and go to his office where I knew he was. But he wasn't in the office but I saw him when I entered the living room as he concentrated on something in the open area kitchen. Klaus was standing in front of the microwave with a tablet in his hand. His expression was sullen as he seriously read the instructions. Give this man a legal document and he would be able to decipher it in a matter of minutes but anything to do with cooking was like trying to teach programming to a toddler. The only things he knew how to cook were coffee and scrambled eggs and from the look of it, he

His fingernails detached from his body, a hole present on all joints… a gruesome sight that will surely push me on a liquid diet for weeks. “How will he even talk?” I murmured, gesturing on the rag that’s stuffed in his mouth. Klaus is leaning on the desk beside me, sipping his wine like he’s watching a damn cheesy action movie, calm and collected. “And how did she even turn out to be this… this brutal?” I’ve seen Rylee once and this girl on the screen torturing a man, a high-ranking mafia official, is definitely a shocking revelation to me. Klaus chuckled, grabbing my wine glass and refilling it. This Dom Pérignon is the only substance that I have consumed since Cali and I parted ways hours

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.

Hearing this, Klaus replied, "There is an old saying in Taadi that goes, 'spare the rod and spoil the child'." Sonnia was liking the teenager more and more. The fact that he can hit Teddy's daughter proves how powerful he is. Valerie is stupid, but Teddy and Klaus are not foolish. They want to sell insurance in Taadi City, but they offended the king of the underworld. It was a dumb decision. Kyle, who was standing at the side, felt his hair stand on end. Everyone always talks about how great Teddy is for taking away half of her ex wife's assets every time he gets a divorce, but this young CEO is the one who is truly powerful!

ALVA The sound of the car engine roused me from my half-sleep as Nikolas pulled up in front of me. That was what I got for insisting I made breakfast for all three of us despite staying up super late the night before and playing a game of 'we aren't really strangers' with Nikolas. For me, it was some sort of escapism. When Nikolas got through to me, it always felt like I was betraying Charis' memory. At the same time, it felt wrong to continue to judge Klaus by actions he committed in the past when it was crystal clear he wasn't that sort of person anymore. I patted an equally sleepy Samuel and carried him in my arms. He had an appointment today, and while I wanted to follow him, I had schoo

Either way, she had to stand her ground. Klaus looked at the antipsychotic jar on his desk for the thousandth time in three days. In front of him, on one of his monitors, there was a security camera image of Anika giving orders to Vlad in the department. Klaus knew his men liked the woman. They hadn't interacted with her enough, of course, but his men were silent shadows that watched everything they did. It was evident they would have an opinion about it. Vlad, in particular, seemed amused by the way the woman had Klaus completely wrapped around her fingers.

I said and crossed my arms. "She can't see reason, obviously someone had to say something." Klaus spoke and moved away to get a drink from the small bar closeby. "No. Not someone... If someone had to say something about it, it was me." I said, not hiding my anger. "You don't have the right to use what other people did at your whim, for your benefit." "What she did was wrong!" Klaus simply threw the glass he was holding against the wall, breaking it. Titan's aura increased, he's almost out of control, and incredibly enough, Arden remained calm.