Sebastion Klein Novels & Stories

The article also stated that he was ruthless, curel and dangerous both in business and his personal life, Sebastian according to what was written about him online was born and brought up in Germany, but moved to New York at the age of Twenty Six, and after making his first couple of billions, he bought a castle where he now lives. No where could Serena find a picture of Sebastian or his real age, it was said he valued his privacy and never allowed his picture to be taken, those who didn't heed to his warning experience a taste of his ruthlessness and wrath, Serena only guessed he had to be an older man and most likely unattractive bitter human to walk on the surface of the earth. Still surfi

Keith looked at him and heaved a sigh. "I owe my life to you, Sebastian," Keith mumbled. "I will help you to the extent of my power, but we need more allies," he added. Sebastian pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking of the problems that kept arising. If only he could beat Elijah to death, he will gladly do it. "Leave it to me," Sebastian said. He went out of his office and walked to the room that Keith prepared for him. Sebastian quickly saw Joana standing outside, waiting for him.

“She’s a guest.” Rachel’s gaze slid over Sebastian like she was picking lint off his soul. “So, Sebastian… do you work? Or is folding Ezra’s shirts your full-time job?” Sebastian smiled—warm and sharp. “I’m a licensed child psychologist. But today? I’m just making sure your pups don’t bully mine.” Kiran Naidoo choked on his drink. Priya didn’t even try to hide her grin. The Moreno twins stared at each other like they were waiting for someone to yell “cut.”

Killian chuckles at himself before nodding his head and saying, " If I knew you would be here drinking herbal shit, I wouldn't bother looking for you everywhere and climb up a fucking cliff at the middle of the night. I swear, I fucking lost 10 kilos just by climbing up here. I'm afraid I will fade into the wind if I try to get down!" Though Killian tries to play it off, Sebastian can feel the sincerity behind it. This time he can't shove away the butterflies, they come in colonies, swimming around in his stomach. He feels both blessed and guilty. He regrets being such a drama queen and making Killian suffer like that. "Now, I feel embarrassed. I shouldn't have created such a big drama." Seb

Only his business acumen, pinkish lips, and slanted eyes were inherited from the Lim family. In Tera's eyes, Sebastian is a man with slanted eyes, but with a unique combination of features. Tera, a fan of Indonesian cinema, sometimes compares Sebastian to her favorite handsome actor, Rio Dewanto. And when her Korean obsession takes over, Tera even compares Sebastian to Gong Yoo, the actor who portrayed Goblin. Basically, any handsome man with slanted eyes will always be compared to Sebastian in Tera's mind.

She could recognize that voice from anywhere. "Kylian"

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.

She glanced at her father who looked satisfied based on his expression. "There it's done." He said as he nodded in satisfaction. "Then, I'll leave now," Sebastian said. Her father just waved his hand that made Sebastian rolled his eyes. He peeked at her for a moment then a purplish-black fog surrounded him until he disappeared. Three thousand kilometers away from the Larin Continent, Sebastian suddenly appeared in the cliff of a mountain. He stared at the direction on the Larin Continent as his brows were knitted. 'A butterfly that needed an arduous and thorough chrysalis to attain the fourteenth.'

He is just a man. "Do what? Dance with me? I just saw you up there, dominating the stage, so I hardly think you are shy." He extends his hand and waits for me to grab it. "I am Sebastian Stanley. Who do I have the pleasure of speaking with?" "Delilah Gibson." I look at his hand. It is clean and beautiful, unlike Jason, who always seems to have dirt under his fingernails. I scold myself in my head for keep comparing the two of them.