Novel & Cerita Klaus X Oc

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

“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

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.

Adom could hide being an omega for his whole life if he kept on being careful. Right now, he was living off his scholarship and part-time jobs, so he would still be able to afford his suppressants. They were expensive, given how many he needed every time. Most omegas only took them for their heat if it would be really inconvenient for them, but he had been taking them for every heat he had so he wouldn't need to experience them. He heard they were very painful and uncomfortable, so he happily took them every month.

Alexander The God of absolute powers pov (5 hours before Klaus killed Ariella) "Klaus it's nice to see you are still up to starting trouble my old friend." I wryly stated as I walked into his headquarters and sat down across from him. He was quick to spin around and lift up his hand. Purple glowed as white power swirled in a circle. I lifted up my hands in a surrendering gesture because nomatter how much I wanted to fight I knew we both needed each other.

As the God teleported to the table Luther's eyes widened as he felt the power coming off of him. The white haired guys eyes changed to purple instantly. "I know alot about her but You can call me Klaus by the way." Klaus stated as he sat down making himself comfortable. "I could help you out you know. I have an offer you may like." Klaus stated having Luther look at him funny. "You can give me Mazaya back?" Luther asked. He knew Mazaya was his ticket to the ultimate power. Klaus shook his head already knowing that was something Luther wanted. He was obsessed with Mazaya.

“Yes I know. I just ... had a lot of tasks, I lied.” “I understand, what was offered to you?” I looked at the display case and saw the reason for my craving. “I want a chocolate cake.” “Wait for me a moment.” Ana disappeared behind a door and Ezra was soon standing next to me. “Hi Kim, how have you been?” He asked with his charming smile. "Very bad." "More or less," I said, looking at my nails painted black. The enamel had been damaged a bit and it was time to paint them again.

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

Daniel’s POV The ocean air was filled with the scent of salt and the impending smell of blood. Klaus stood in the centre of the terrace, a frantic, cornered animal surrounded by the most sophisticated predators in the hemisphere. The red dot from Luca’s rifle danced across his temple, a silent promise of a hollow-point conclusion, but a quick death was too merciful for a man who had dared to touch the Asset’s shadow. "You think this makes you powerful?" Klaus spat, his voice cracking as he looked at the six of us. "You’re a circle of freaks. You’re sharing a womb like a rat – she’s a common pipe."

"Klaus had been in advanced training for eight months. Primary ability was electrokinesis with emerging telekinesis—similar initial profile to your Ethan Chen. He'd read the published case study extensively. Became obsessed with six-ability integration." "Did your staff attempt to dissuade him?" "We encouraged him. We saw potential for breakthrough. We thought—" his voice cracked, "—we thought we could replicate your success. We had two instructors with advanced training certification, dimensional containment systems, emergency protocols. We believed we were prepared." "But you weren't."