Sebastion Klein Novels & Stories

“I never expected you to come back so soon, Klein. You mentioned that you will be staying in the pack for one week. What happened?” Klein let out a sigh. His serious expression earlier was replaced by worries as he looked at me. As I met his gaze, I couldn't help but be stunned. There's something behind those eyes, which I felt the need to dig. “I've heard the chaos in the pack. Your life was at risk, which pushes me to come back early. I was thinking that you need me, more than anything else,” Klein replied. “Hey, you don't have to be worried about me, Klein. I am fine, and I can handle myself. Massimo already deals with Sebastian, and he's back in jail now,” I responded to him.

This little boy had me very curious, there was something special about him. “What’s your name?” he asked me earnestly. “My name is Kiran, what’s your name?” I asked in return. “I’m Sebastian and I just had my birthday!” he said excitedly and took out a little red fire truck and drove along my leg with it making vroom noises. “How old are you, Sebastian?” I asked him. Adara watched the interaction between us, and I could see love in her eyes and a bit of sorrow, perhaps for the boy. “I’m four,” Sebastian replied and continued his driving game. His mother woke up and she had heard him talking behind her. She looked over at us and started apologizing. She told Sebastian to come back to his seat

It’s been seven years since Sebastian and I officially started our lives together. We say our life together started when I pulled him out of the crystal ball. We have two adorable kids. Our son Rex is five, and our daughter Harlyn is three. They are unique kiddos, given their abilities. Sebastian and I love them dearly, and of course, my parents are thrilled to be grandparents.

Jade replied him. " Oh...thank you Mr Hart, we were worried sick about him " Sabastian stretched out his hand towards Aiden. " It's nothing....and you are?" Aiden asked as he placed his hand in Sabastian's. " My name is Sebastian , I am one of the co founders of the charity organisation here today" he replied " I see.....I mean how are you related to Miss Simmons and her son?" Aiden continued as I raised my eyebrows at him. What is he trying to find out? What information was he trying to obtain?

If I am a person that does not smile and always keeps a stoic expression plastered on my face, these four are also quite similar because they are individuals who also rarely smile. “We’re waiting for your return, Shin Alexandra” that is what one of them said who is none other than Sebastian. He is a friend of mine – a long-time friend to be exact and his speaking first also amused me because he is the silent type, he is usually not the one who speaks first, or rather he does not really speak especially during a conversation and him speaking first right now is something new.

Czar wanted to punch the smirk out of his face. "Then why are you blocking our part if you are not her servant or maybe you are her guard." he glared at Czar while he spoke. "Son of a bitch." czar pushed him hard but Sebastine did not bulge, it was as if he was rooted in the spot. This surprised Czar a lot, he drew back from him as he also felt some electrifying force erupt from Sebastian. "Who are you?" Czar managed to say. "My name is Sebastine, ruler of the seven oceans. King of Succumba and Incumba. The pr of Atlantica."

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.

He had written Sebastian with a small question mark beside it as though the question mark would help its case. "Kian." "It's a strong name," he said. "It's a lot of name," I said. "He is going to be a small person for quite a while. Sebastian is a lot to carry when you are small." He considered this. Then he crossed it out. Not fully, just one line through it, the line of a man leaving his options open. I took the notebook back.

Clearly not impressed, Sebastian continued to grumble, "I'm afraid you won't have a chance to be foolish again. Who knows what'll happen when you get back? Whether your heads stay on your shoulders is another matter." "If it comes to that, I have my ways. You don't have to worry," Carissa assured him confidently. Sebastian knew that her promises didn't guarantee much, but he couldn't help but agree with her—someone always had to be the fool. The common people needed fools like them. Still, a part of Sebastian wished the fools weren't Rafael and Carissa, but someone else. He walked over to a dusty shelf and pulled down a small wooden box. Blowing off the dust, he wiped it with a cloth before

Just enough to confirm what his instincts were already telling him. Something was off. And by the end of the night, he was going to know exactly what it was. Kane pushed open the doors of the underground club, the familiar wave of noise and heat hitting him instantly. His eyes scanned the room automatically, landing exactly where he expected. Her booth. And there she was. Back turned. Talking to Sebastian. Kane's gaze narrowed slightly as he approached, catching the sight of the giant man casually shoving fries into his mouth like he had nothing better to do.