Sebastian Klein Series Novels & Stories

While bending a little came in front of him from the space between his body and the wall. She shivered after feeling the chilly water, but she ignored that thing and cupped his face with her both hands. Sebastian, who was standing with closed eyes, opened his eyes after feeling a touch on his face and looked down. “Don’t be so hard on yourself, we all can’t see you like this,” Swara said on which Seb said nothing just kept staring her with blank expressions. “4 years old Sebastian Knight was the sole reason for his mother’s brutal assault and murder,” Sebastian said with blank expressions on his face.

Celeste I stepped into the elevator lobby, the low hum of conversation buzzing around me like a distant storm, barely audible but impossible to ignore. The polished marble floors reflected the overhead lights in soft pools, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered faintly in the air. Sebastian was already there, standing near the far wall with that calm, unreadable expression he always wore at work. His posture was relaxed, hands tucked casually into his pockets, but his presence was like a silent anchor—steady and unavoidable. The way he stood, so still and confident, made the air around him feel charged, as if something was quietly simmering beneath the surface.

Without looking at the screen, he answers—already desperate to end the call. “This is Sebastian.” Sebastian greets with fake enthusiasm. “I see you’re not sacrificed to the god of plastic bosoms and flat asses.” Grace Keller sasses over the speakerphone, referring to Sebastian’s night, assumed spent with Kellie Cardin, his current fling. “The witch hasn’t bled me or plucked my heart from my chest as yet, mother.” Sebastian muses, regarding Grace’s unequivocal detestation, for the lawyer he knocked boots with.

And now what Kennan said and the picture of Killian in that damn document book is haunting me. Was Killian involved with the dark business? Sebastian was going to finish him off? And his picture was already in that book. So Sebastian had targeted him to be his next victim? Confusion presses down on me violently, and I don't know what to do now. Killian is my best friend. Even though he's annoying, I have the right to know what really happened between him and Killian. Why his picture is in that victim list book, and why Sebastian targeted him. Most importantly, who exactly is Sebastian?

He could feel the intensity emanating from Levi, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air. As Sebastian stood at the threshold of the room, he took a moment to address the others, his voice dripping with a seemingly genuine friendliness. "Alright, nice to meet you all. My name is Sebastian. I'm Levi's cousin, and I hope to see you guys around," he said, his words delivered with a mischievous smile playing upon his lips.

The sight of him alone, made me feel safe and secure even though it was not how it was supposed to be, how could I feel secure with the one whose only intention was to hurt me? He looked at me, his eyes softening for a brief moment but then when Chris emitted a groan in pain, the prior rage crawled it's way back into and once again, all I could see was the very familiar dark eyes of Sebastian and the flames of the wrath that was capable of destroying everything in a matter of a second. "Chris Robinson," Sebastian spoke, his brows rising as if he was just acknowledging his presence, "One of the newly rising arms suppliers." He stepped closer to Chris who still haven't managed to get himself o

Sebastian was often underestimated, because people believed that Kian only picked Sebastian because he was his childhood best friend. Raina was trained by Sebastian. She knew how cunning he was. His easygoing, joking personality hid how observant and clever he truly was. He could read people exceptionally well and could sniff out secrets, which made it sadly comical that he never sniffed out either her secret or Poppy’s secret. He was also an incredible warrior that most didn’t realize until they faced him and he took their arrogance and used it against them.

Kai's fingers went to his shirt buttons, then froze. This was real. This was actually happening. "Slowly," Sebastian commanded, settling into his desk chair with predatory grace. He sat back, legs spread, utterly relaxed. Like he had all the time in the world to watch Kai fall apart. "I want to see what's mine. Take your time."

After all, he had defeated countless strong opponents for them over the years. Sebastian was the least impressive among all of them. Even if Keinan was an idiot, he wouldn't be dumb enough to show leniency to Sebastian right in front of Ephraim. Just as everyone was standing there in shock, Keinan suppressed the intense pain in his chest and swung his fist at Sebastian's temple. Ultimately, Keinan was a powerful entity who had been through hundreds of battles and was at the fifth level of the Soul Awakening stage. The more urgent the situation was, the faster he would strike back.

Adeline's gaze drifted back to the window. Sebastian sat hunched over his desk in the dimly lit basement, surrounded by stacks of dusty books, scattered notes, and empty coffee cups. His eyes scanned the pages of his research paper, scrutinizing every detail. This paper was crucial; it formed the backbone of his plea to the government to preserve the historic site and block the factory's construction. As he scribbled additional notes in the margin, a knock at the door broke the silence. Sebastian looked up, slightly startled, and checked his watch. Who could be visiting at this hour? He pushed back his chair, rose from his desk, and made his way to the door.