Sebastian Klein Novel Novels & Stories

** "My name is Katie," the little girl says, looking up at Sebastian in her seated position on the ground. "Katie? That's a pretty name," Sebastian smiles, slowly sitting down across from her. "I'm Sebastian." "Sebastian," Katie repeats with her lisp, making it almost sound like The-bath-an. "Yeah," Sebastian laughs at her pronunciation. I back up against the wall to avoid the possibility of getting caught; that is the last thing I want to happen right now, because the emptiness of the room with these two human beings inside of it is more fulfilling than the crowd of people we were with an hour ago.

she shouts, her voice rising over the loud music, slamming into me with so much force, it nearly knocks the breath from my lungs. “Sebastian fucking Voss. He controls parts of the city people don’t even know exist, and he’s involved in underground shady things that’d definitely make your skin crawl. You know it’s scary enough that you were bold enough to say “No” to his face, and now, this?” “Scarlett, breathe” I place two shaky fingers on her shoulder, hiding the fact that my knees can’t hold me up anymore. Every tingling in my chest reminds me of the grave mistake I made minutes ago, but I can’t erase it.

I asked. Sebastian side-eyed me. “Which one?” “You told me there was something off about Little Leister. That he wasn’t just a regular student.” Sebastian shrugged. “I say a lot of things.” “Well, I figured it out.” I stopped walking, eyes on the distant horizon. “He’s a Seer.” Sebastian went still. “…Oh.” I turned toward him slowly, watching his face. “That reaction. I know it.” “I don’t know what you mean,” he replied too quickly.

That look in Sebastian's eyes? Chilling.

I left the tables I was setting and went closer to them, he circled his arms around my shoulders, making my heart flutter as a smile escaped my lips. I lifted my gaze to Sebastian but his gaze was blank like he hadn't seen me from anywhere before. “Keira, this is Sebastian Klein, my best friend. We have been friends since we were little” George introduced Sebastian to me. He reached out his hands to shake mine. “A pleasure to meet you” He mumbled as we shook hands. “Keira Miller” I introduced for a second time even though I had introduced myself yesterday. “What a cool name, heard your name from George already” He remarked and turned his gaze to George. Why was he acting like we hadn't met b

Every chapter became more meaningful because of you. Saying goodbye is never easy, but every ending also marks the beginning of a new journey. And before I go, I know many of you have been asking about Sebastian’s story ever since he appeared in this book. Well, Sebastian’s story is finally out and live on my profile! FORBIDDEN BY HER MAFIA STEPBROTHER This time, you’ll step into the world of Sebastian Cain Hierro—a ruthless cartel king who believes love is a weakness, and Viola Crawford, an unwanted girl trapped inside a family that has never truly wanted her.

The room wasn't dark. The morning sunlight was infiltrating through the window And it wasn't his face that I saw. Rather, I was staring into a pair of penetrating green gaze. One that had never flickered so beautifully as it did at this moment. 'He is dead, take a look at what's around you ' a voice whispered in my head. Right now as I stared at Sebastian, I believed the words the voice told me, the demons had only existed in my head and nightmares, his presence had always ridden off the flashback, kept them far away.

“But Caelen, when he returns from Monaco, give him a chance. Not to be perfect or to change overnight, but to be human and flawed, and perhaps, eventually, to trust again.” "And if he can't?" Sebastian stood, smoothing his jacket. "Then at least you'll know you tried and that's worth something." The next day, restless, I couldn't stop thinking about what Sebastian said. I found myself in the library again. This time I looked at the books. Most of the books were for show, leather-bound classics that no one had touched in years. One section, however, was different. The spines were worn, and the books had been pulled out and replaced at slight angles, clear evidence that they had been used.

Once the stool was in place, Alethea reached for the novel Sebastian had given her earlier and began reading. "What's the title?" Sebastian asked as he adjusted his blanket and pillow. "Bared to You," Alethea read aloud from the cover. Nothing about it seemed unusual. And judging by the New York Times label at the top, she guessed it was a bestselling novel. Sebastian frowned slightly. "Read the blurb," he commanded. Obediently, Alethea flipped the book over and started reading. "I am an imperfect woman with a wounded past, yet he can open me up so easily..."

K Whatever flinched, “N-nothing… So how do we get in?” “We’re standing in the small blind spot of the surveillance here, and there’s a hole that gave me a chance to escape, we can use it to go back but the other side is a den of ahm… some wild animals…” Sebastian scratched his head. “Then how did you get out?” “That’s the thing, I don’t know. It’s just every reset, I chose to leave, nothing happened to me when using that hole.” K Whatever clicked her tongue and complain in her mind, ‘Why does the world favours him but tortures him in other things?!’