Sebastian Klein Novel Novels & Stories

On the way to the hospital in my daughter's car, my legs felt cramped, so I adjusted the angle of the passenger seat. A second later, I heard a soft snap from beneath the seat. A toothpick had broken. I jumped in fright as my daughter, Marissa Langford, slammed on the brakes, her face turning pale. "Why would you touch that? Tyler set that seat to a specific position on purpose. He uses it to check whether another man has been sitting in the passenger seat. How am I supposed to explain this now?" Realizing I'd caused trouble for her marriage, I immediately sent Tyler Ashford, my son-in-law, an apology. Hours passed without a reply. Eventually, all I received was a cold laughing emoji.

Suddenly, he felt his hands holding Eleanor become sticky and wet, accompanied by a slight smell of blood. "Little Nell!" Thinking of the scene he had seen after getting out of the elevator just now, the panic in Sebastian's heart magnified infinitely. Could it be, is it that I am late? Was little Nell really bullied? Thinking of this possibility, Sebastian felt a tear in his heart. After getting out of the elevator, he quickened his pace even more. No matter what, nothing will happen to his little Nell! "How is it?" When Charles Kingsley came out, Sebastian stood up abruptly.

I pushed the door open fully and stepped inside. The room was tiny—barely large enough for a bed, a small desk, and a narrow wardrobe. It was spotlessly clean, everything in its place except for one thing. On the bedside table, there was a book lying open. I should have left it alone. Should have respected Sebastian's privacy and walked away. But curiosity got the better of me. I moved closer, and as I did, I realized it was not just a book. It was a diary. And the pages were covered in Sebastian's handwriting and sketches.

Author's pov It was morning, and Sebastian was inside his house when he heard the sound of a car stopping in front of his property. Moments later, he heard the car door opening, while he remained seated in his bedroom. A few seconds passed, and then there was a knock on his front door, accompanied by Tony's voice. "Hi Sebastian! I'm at the door."

CALEB’S POV The cafeteria’s buzz lingered in my ears, a dull hum of laughter and clinking trays, but it couldn’t drown out the image seared into my mind—Isabella’s flinch, her body pulling away from my touch, her green eyes darting to Sebastian as he strode in, his presence a storm that shifted the room. I slumped in my Novella apartment, the whiskey bottle cold in my hand, the amber liquid swirling as I tilted it, my feet heavy on the hardwood.

"I got lost." She could not believe it, someone getting lost in one of the great deserts of the world. "Where you headed." "Cannot say." He paused and added the finishing lines to his art. "Can you at least tell me who the duck you are?" She could not tell how but it sounded like she was now begging. Sebastian tucked his book in his coat and avoided eye contact with her for fear of being put in a trance. "My name is Sebastian." What's Wrong with this kid? His replies are too level headed. She thought. I'm done with this.

The little goblin stood this way, the book held tightly in her hands, her lips moving silently. "Well?" Mike asked after nearly a minute had passed. "Tink doesn't remember." Shoulders slumping, Tink handed the book to Mike. "Maybe husband figure out?" "We'll see." Opening the book, he was surprised to see the words swim across the page, the text fixing itself in place before his eyes. Expecting some profound piece of magic, he realized he was looking at a fairly simple recipe for peanut butter cookies. Flipping back and forth, he saw that the recipe was the same on every page.

But I'd have never accepted such comfort if I knew it was this venomous. I walked past Celine and Stood in front of Sebastian's desk, releasing a sigh as I watched him trying to hide beneath his facade that did nothing to cover up him. He was like an open book to me yet mysterious, even vicious if explored through every chapter but cruel cause you would never reach the end. You'd get pushed away before you unravel the mystery. "Is this true, Sebastian?" I asked.

I took some steps back, crossing my arms. " What are you doing here?", I questioned him. Sebastian stared at me, saying no words. His eyes flickered as he chewed on his lower lip. That little innocent gesture stirred something inside me. " I needed space ", he spoke after a long moments of silence. Sebastian's POV " I needed space", I replied truthfully. I really wanted to be alone, away from the bad world. Kaden's behavior made me nervous, he has been behaving strange lately. Does he like me? Is he teasing me?

A cold breeze touches the back of my nape, sending shivers all the way to my spine. “I’m sorry for the pain. I maybe am violent, rabid and can't control myself. But I'm not the type that forces himself to someone who no longer has feelings for him. You see, you're not the first to give up on me, Keila,” says Sebastian. The last sentence makes me gasp for air.