klaus hargreeves

Mara is a special, rare vampire who wasn’t allowed to go outside until she clocked twenty, for her own safety. There, she comes across the most breathtaking man ever and discovers he was her soulmate, but he turns out to be soulmates with her elder sister, and rejects her at once. Mara wasn’t happy, but her sister’s happiness came first, so she took the rejection in one stride and went her way. To her bewilderment, she was accused of the murder of her elder sister the very next day, by none other than her soulmate, Lord Klaus. Three-hundred years old Lord Klaus is a very ruthless and feared Vampire King, a dark soul that loves orderliness as much as he loves power. Mara is a huge disruption in his perfectly outlined life, ruining a lot of plans with her sudden presence, and he hates her so much because of that, making him determined to make her life a living hell. With feelings managing to bloom in the most unexpected and complicated situation, falling in love just couldn’t be helped, nor avoided. But when centuries-old secrets and truths start to unravel, Mara realizes that her whole life might be a lie, resulting in life-threatening dangers arising, thrusting not only Mara into the midst of it, but also Klaus. It was intense, gruesome, life-altering, and chaos was bound to happen. What’s going to happen to Mara? ~~~ EXCERPT ~~~ “Why don’t you just let me die? Why?! Dammit, why?” He took in a single breath before responding. “Because I wanted to kill you myself.” “Oh, yeah?” She sneered. “Do it then! Fucking kill me.” He cocked his head and scoffed. “Maybe if you ask nicely next time like a good girl, I’ll consider doing it.” He inched closer, backing her against the wall until there was nowhere she could run to. He lifted a hand and wrapped it around her throat, which he used in briskly tugging her face close to his. “But, for now, you’re gonna have to stay alive. Not because I give a fuck whether you live or not, but because I know that staying alive is a bigger punishment to you than death.”

When a cataclysmic pulse shatters the sky, the world fractures and only a rare few endure it. The Archeons. Klaus Aetherion was no warrior. Just a boy buried in silence, living on the edges of a forgotten land. But when the heavens ruptured and the old powers stirred, something inside him woke…Something that was never meant to be touched. Now hunted, haunted, and reborn in a world unraveling at its core, Klaus doesn’t just want answers. He wants reckoning. He’ll walk through gods, monsters, and broken empires to get it because this time, the storm doesn’t come for him. He is the storm. -------------------------------------------------- What to expect? Hardworking Protagonist: Yes Interesting Side Cast: Yes Overpowered Protagonist: Yes Elemental Magic System: Yes Ancient Bloodlines & Lost Power: Yes High Stakes & Galactic Threats: Yes Cinematic Battles & Ruthless Tone: Yes Emotional Core Amid Chaos: Yes Slow-Burn Worldbuilding & Lore Depth: Yes Harem: No

How does one cope with the fact that, you're wolfless, weak, a nobody, then place a rotten cherry on top of a deadpan cake, you're pregnant with the child of one who thinks you're nothing less than trash. Aurora kinda does. A weak wolfless daughter of a Gamma who finds out she's pregnant with Zuriel's child, but the heartless man would rather she kills the child or kill herself while cradling his lover close. Dejected, she turns to her parents for help, but they don't even move a finger to help her, rather her father disowns her for choosing to be pregnant! Four years later she returns, no longer the weak nobody everyone thought she was. Now she's the third most powerful CEO around the seven packs. As fate would have it, she crosses path with Lycan Klaus. Lycan of the seven packs. Now Aurora has to marry him to use his power to her advantage. Feelings clash, hatred blurs lines, revenge and envy is now the order of the day.

Klaus is a retired soldier seeking for entertainment in life. He indeed found interest and in Anime and Games. But a sudden apocalypse struck the world and he becomes even more excited in the new order of the world. Follow Klaus as he survive and kill. Watch and support his new endeavors and challenges in life. This is my first writing a novel. There are many grammatical errors but please be kind with your words and point to me what to do and lastly I just write what pops in my mind so stay tuned silly.

18 year old Jeanette has been sent to live with a host family in Germany. On the first day of school Jeanette meets a hot guy named Klaus and instantly falls in love. No matter what the rules say she could careless. She does whatever it takes to make him hers no matter how different they may be in the end.

**Topic: The Relationship Between Werewolves and Environmental Conservation** Ah, werewolves! Those majestic creatures that shake their furry selves on full moon nights, while humanity suspects that the real global crisis is not global warming, but rather the amount of screams echoing in the forests. If you think saving the planet is a difficult task, try adding a pack of werewolves to the equation and watch the magic happen! It's as if Gaia's army of good decided to use the "Help Thy Neighbor or Get Their Heads Roughly" methodology. Werewolves are, without a doubt, the pinnacle of evolution, if you consider that evolution got so bored that it decided to spice it up with fur, sharp claws and the ability to demand respect while biting the face of the guy who was cutting down the tree. We can compare them to those environmental activists who, after a good cup of organic coffee, put on a "Save the Turtle" t-shirt and think they're ready to face a tractor. The difference? The werewolves will probably snarl at the tractor and, with an immortal attack, transform the machinery into an elegant deer statuette. If you think condominium meetings are unbearable, try to imagine werewolves arguing about paper waste at their full moon celebration rituals. They gather with an intellectual tone, like a group of distinguished philosophers discussing whether Jesus’ sandals were vegan. “Oh, sure, the conscious use of recycled paper is important, but have you ever thought about the environmental impact of tearing a logger’s face off with your own teeth?” A debate of ideas that would make Aristotle cry tears of joy, while the earth trembles in terror. And let’s not forget the nostalgic side of the issue: these creatures are actually the answer you didn’t know you needed to your endangered plant problem. Want to give them a “don’t touch my forest” kind of protection? Is there anything more effective than a werewolf that will make you never look at the forest the same way again – let alone go into it to collect mushrooms? Why bother with all this “#LoveMySpoiledPets” hashtagging when you can just adopt a werewolf and laugh at the ninjas of destruction trying to threaten your pack? In conclusion, the real lesson we can learn from werewolves is that when it comes to the survival of the planet, it’s better to risk a few sharp teeth and an extra dose of anger than to sit on the couch watching a documentary about how turtles are having it harder than a marathon runner in an obstacle course. So the next time you hear a howl in the moonlight, remember: it’s just a werewolf concerned about the environment, wondering where the last tree he loved to mark his territory went! Which, by the way, is a fantastic metaphor for our fight against planetary destruction: that, just like a werewolf, we must be fierce, hairy, and willing to rip the face off anyone who dares to threaten the living Earth!

Sunod-sunod ang naganap na patayan sa lugar ng Antonio del Pilar. Isa-isang natagpuan ang bangkay ng mga kriminal na matagal nang wanted sa batas. Ngunit ang ipinagtataka ng mga pulis ay kung bakit putol-putol ang katawan ng mga ito. Ang iba ay dinukutan pa ng utak at mga lamang-loob. Bukod pa sa brutal na pagpaslang ay nakitaan din ang mga ito ng kamandag ng ahas na maaaring tunay na ikinamatay ng mga ito bago wasakin nang ganoon ang katawan. Sigurado ang taumbayan, hindi magagawa ng isang pangkaraniwang ahas ang ganoong uri ng pagpatay. Nilalason muna ang biktima sa pamamagitan ng kamandag bago durugin ang katawan at dukutan ng lamang-loob. Bumalot ang takot at pagtataka sa buong lugar. Nahihiwagaan sila kung sino o anong uri ng nilalang ang gumagawa ng misteryosong pagpatay. Isang tanong ang nabuo sa kanilang mga isipian... TAO ba o AHAS ang pumapatay sa bayan ng Antonio del Pilar?

[Disclaimer]: This story is fictional. While some locations and elements may be real but used as fiction, others are entirely imagined. --- [Synopsis] Shiva Bhairava, 25, is a brilliant prosecutor with a mind fractured by delusional syndrome—visions, voices, and violent impulses he has spent years suppressing under the steady, gentle guidance of the only person he ever trusted: his mother. But when she is found dead—swiftly dismissed by authorities as a “suicide”—Shiva’s world collapses. He knows the truth festers beneath the lie. His mother would never take her own life. And in the shadows behind her death, he sees the one monster he has feared since childhood: His father. A ruthless mafia kingpin now polishing himself for a seat as Malaysia’s next prime minister. A man who hides blood beneath his tailored suit—and the father of three other sons born from concubines, each groomed to be a perfect weapon. Shiva, the true eldest, was always the mistake—too moral, too fragile, too dangerous. Now, with his mother gone, the chains she held have snapped. And the fracture in his mind becomes his greatest weapon. To uncover the truth of why she was murdered—and the secrets she kept buried—Shiva steps outside the law he once defended. He hunts his father’s empire one son at a time, carving through corruption, politics, and the streets of Kuala Lumpur’s dark underbelly. Every kill brings him closer to the truth. Every truth drags him deeper into madness. What he unleashes is something even his mother feared, a broken mind with a mission, a son shaped into a monster, and a justice soaked in blood. ---

Nicklaus is your everyday normal kid until he was reincarnated into a weird world. His golden finger was a weird ability that makes him turn into a battleminiac and eyes that copy and perfect every single skills he sees. To top it all, he came to know later he was not the main character but was destined to be the friend of the MC who everyone ignores as the MC does cool stuff. Watch how he trends through the line of insanity and almost insanity. One small line that might turn him into the greatest hero or the villain of worlds to come. This book contains mostly of my MC's Point Of View almost all the time because it is all about him that's why I named it Nicklaus. My MC is kinda like Broly, the more he fights the more he gets stronger so there might not be a single time where he loses and he is not dumb enough to fight someone that can one shot him. That's just stupid. Also, it may contains characters that are not my product so if you find any know that they are not my own but belong to works of original makers.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.