Klaus X Jesper Novels & Stories

Lifting his head, Justin saw the man whose appearance was as striking as ever even among the crowd. Klaus looked like royalty while wearing an expensive tailor made suit. He had an air of grandiose that made everybody seem diminished in comparison. With a mysterious gaze in his emerald eyes, he looked like a prince that was depicted in classical paintings. As soon as he arrived, he was surrounded by the male guests, so Justin couldn't even get close to him. When he finally managed to catch a glimpse of Klaus's face from afar, he immediately recognized the latter as the international student who enrolled through the STHEE program, whom he saw eating at the hawker stall with Luna.

a voice boomed from the doorway. Silas walked in, followed by Jonas. They looked like they hadn't slept, their eyes bright with the fever of the hunt. Jonas held a tablet, his fingers flying across the screen as he pulled up a map of the city. "Klaus moved three times in the last six hours," Jonas reported, his clinical tone stripping the man of his humanity. "He’s erratic, using burner accounts and shifting through the lower-tier safe houses. He’s trying to create a trail of breadcrumbs, waiting for us to snap."

I turned and looked around, my eyes met a pair of hazel ones. “Who's that man?” I asked Kate, gesturing at the tall blond who refused to look away. “Oh, him? That's Ethan. He's the Alpha of Raven claw pack. A notorious tyrant and a well-known douchebag who chases anything in a skirt” she wiped the cream off my lips with her thumb. “If you come across him, avoid him like the plague” “You think he's going to hit on a pregnant lady?” “He has been in a silent competition with Lukas for years. He would do anything to have what he has. Not only that. He's dangerous too. I heard his pack practices black magic”

Klaus. Aaron. Ugo. Tae-jun. And Tina. They didn’t slow down. Didn’t hesitate. They came straight for us. And Klaus— Klaus didn’t look like himself. His eyes were glowing gold, bright and dangerous. His whole body was tense, like something wild was barely being held back. Even the air around him felt heavy, charged with anger. For a second, I couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. You could feel it. His rage. Raw.

It unsettles me, so to be home is a huge relief to me. After dinner and running around making sure Klaus is handling everything okay, which he is. The man was born to be in a leadership role. Klaus come from a good and respected family. He’s a fantastic warrior and I trust him. He still doesn’t know I want him to be my second Beta. I have to confirm with Jasper that he’s okay with it.

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”

"She's just too kind and patient with kids but Klaus seems to be giving her a hard time, you know how he is." Judas let out a soft laughter. "He's a hard guy and he's the difficult type to please, I'm sometimes afraid of him." He said, still maintaining his soft and almost quiet laughter. "But he's sweet if he decide to open up to anyone. I bet your teacher will enjoy being his tutor soon." Xenia chattered away, telling him all about her classes and the new friends she had made. But Klaus remained silent, this time, his eyes were taken off Judas and were fixed on the outside world —he look as though he was tired of staring at Judas.

Cruz declared as he sat on the empty chair beside Jessica and ran his hand around her neck, provoking Klaus with his gesture. "What the fuck are you doing here, Mr. Westham?" Klaus asked, gritting his teeth incessantly.

"She's just too kind and patient with kids but Klaus seems to be giving her a hard time, you know how he is." Judas let out a soft laughter. "He's a hard guy and he's the difficult type to please, I'm sometimes afraid of him." He said, still maintaining his soft and almost quiet laughter. "But he's sweet if he decide to open up to anyone. I bet your teacher will enjoy being his tutor soon." Xenia chattered away, telling him all about her classes and the new friends she had made. But Klaus remained silent, this time, his eyes were taken off Judas and were fixed on the outside world —he look as though he was tired of staring at Judas.

Had watched it happen with Luca from the beginning. I turned. Klaus Bauer standing at the entrance of the main room. Thirty one years old. Taller than I had processed from the phone calls height was the thing that didn't translate to voice. The easy quality of movement I remembered from the garden, the unhurried way he occupied space. A dark suit that fit him the way expensive things fit people who had earned them. And the face.