Novels by KL Jenkins

Sebastian There's something about dressing in a tux. The soft material clings in all the right places because it was made solely for you to move in. It's nice to be dressed so impeccably The charcoal grey suits me, or so Bethany once said. I've worn a tux five times in my life. Once for prom, once to meet with the big boys at work for the first time, once for the funeral of my first wife. And twice for marrying the women I love. I'm dressed in the same tux today that I used to marry Beth, the same that I buried her in, and now I'm marrying Cassidy in it, too. This tux has brought me immense pleasure and equal amounts of pain. But I can't be upset; I can't find fault in it. For my life is perfect, even amongst the darkest amount of pain. You never know the value of a moment; you never know when the last breath might be taken. So find happiness in the mix of sadness, and you'll be whole... like I am. Cassidy I hadn't believed I would ever marry again; I thought my life e

Sebastian "What's he like?" Melody asks me as I walk her through the halls of the hospital where Cassidy resides with my son.Our son. The little human being that has completed my family.I can't wait for Melody to meet him, and I can't wait for our life to begin as a family of four.If you had asked me five years ago whether I would find happiness again, I might well have told you I'd die before that happened.I lost my wife, my first wife and Melody lost her mother. But the world moves in mysterious ways, and my world sure aligned to bring me a happiness I didn't know I needed.I miss Beth wholly, deeply, in fact.But I know now she sent me Cassidy as a gift and token of her love."He's beautiful, just as you were at that age," I grin."I can't wait to hold him," she tells me; she's been excited all day, apparently ever since we dropped her at my mother's early this morning. "Not long now, baby," I grin, pressing the buzzer to the maternity ward.This was the same ward Beth birth

CassidyThings between Sebastian, Melody, and I change quickly. Over the next few months, I gradually started staying more and more often until it got to the point that I was at his house more than I was at home.I had never expected to move in with him, but I couldn't bring myself to ask him to move out of this home. Mainly because this is all Melody had of her mother, of Beth.All her memories with Beth are here, and though she doesn't remember much of her mother, I couldn't bear to ask her to move out of the only place that housed something of the woman she lost.So I officially moved in this weekend, just gone.It's Monday today, and I'm sitting at the dinner table in the kitchen as Melody eats her breakfast before I take her to school.It must have been about six weeks ago now that Melody asked me if I could take her to school every morning.Beforehand, she had been going to something called a breakfast club, and she hated it. Detested going with all the older kids because Sebast

He repeats the same task I had just left, his cock jutting from his body as Cassidy appraises it and his unusual piercings.From top to bottom of his shaft, he has bars that I can only describe as a ladder. I forget he has the piercings, if I'm honest, but I hadn't forwarded Cassidy.I flip Cassidy onto all fours, eating her from behind but giving Cassidy the position where she can take Josh's cock as much as she wants to.My most strict rule was to give Cassidy the power regarding their interaction.Foreplay plays out over the next hour, but the time has come that I need to sink inside her.Josh is lying on the bed, and I encourage Cassidy to sit reverse cowgirl, watching, enthralled as she sinks on every inch of Josh's length.Fuck, why does that turn me on so?With my own need coursing through me, I push her back to lay on Josh as he wraps his arms around her to hold her to him, and then I kneel between their legs, cock in hand, as I watch Josh thrust softly in and out of her pussy

SebastianIt's been around five weeks since I planned this evening with Josh. But I'm leaving the element of surprise there, having not told Cassidy of our plans this afternoon. Either way, when we return from dropping Melody off at Tina's, Josh will be here waiting for our fun afternoon.I'm mildly apprehensive, but that's only because Cassidy hasn't had more than one guy before, and I know things will be a little uncomfortable for her. But we plan on taking her together at some point before morning.Dropping Melody off is uneventful, and we do it swiftly and start to head home shortly after. Cassidy is staring out the window with a slight smile on her lips that makes me want to kiss her again.We arrive home shortly after two pm, and I watch Cassidy's reaction as she notes Josh waiting in his car on the drive.The element of surprise goes over... underwhelmingly.She greets him without any knowledge that he's here for a threesome, instead asking if he's going to crunch the numbers

"Did you get everything you needed?" He asks Melody."Everything," she grins."We best put them away and fold your old clothes up," I note, grinning as Sebastian looks at the multitude of what we brought.Melody and I work as a team, taking all her old clothes out of her wardrobe and drawers to place in a huge storage box.Sebastian's most absolute rule is we'll never get rid of her things. I never asked why that was, but he had storage boxes full of her clothing and blankets in his garage."Thank you," Melody tells me as I hang another dress in her wardrobe."No need to thank me, Melody.""I like having you here," she tells me as she puts the jewellery away in a handmade jewellery box on her bedroom side."I like being here, your father, and you make me very happy.""Will you stay forever?" She asks me. "As in, marry and promise to belong to one another?""You heard my phone call, huh?" I ask. Sounding a little like Sebastian as I ask it."Would it be so bad to be married to my Daddy

Zeus's POVThey say evil rules the world, and I'd like to agree wholly especially as I watch Hati finally take the child that will soon become the queen of the earth realm.Theseus died some years ago at my hand as we fought for the title of god. I took his wonderful wife in as my prisoner, indebting her to me at the promise I would let her child, and the grandchildren live peacefully.But I did no such thing. Bringing Theo, Khai and Lilith here to the god realm to be my prisoners with their dear children as they also live out their lives locked within the house they cannot leave.Most believed Theseus would win, that he would take over from me, including his family.But love weakens you, and Goddess Adophen aided me in his demise.She has the gift of projection, and she distracted him easily as she projected herself as his wife and then daughter, taking his concentration and that love that is not a man’s best friend.I'm thankful for her, and I promised her that her daughter and son

15 years LaterHati's POVThe time has come, my beautiful Lorrie has come into her wolf, and I can feel the mate bond calling for her.She's been feeling it too, and though I've kept myself away for the last week I cannot stop the inevitable for much longer.Belle has given her blessing, she's taking the other kids, all five of them, out to the other house for the weekend to give me time with Lorrie alone.It's time for me to claim my mate and create the Luna our pack deserves.So I have Calley cook us dinner, stopping her twice to take her in uncompromising positions as she mutters her disapproval very loudly.And then I lock her down in the cells below the house for the remainder of the weekend intent on making sure she knows her place within this pack.Soon she'll have to answer to Lorrie instead of Belle. She'll have to bow down to her luna's disappointment and she's already made a distant enemy of Aspen over the years."Bring me the luna," I demand to Belle as she gathers our chi

Hati's POVTrue to a wolf pregnancy Belle is only pregnant for around nine weeks, her belly swelling fast as she grows my pup within her.And one fateful night as the wind howls and the rain falls she starts her labour as we lay our son to sleep.Lorrie refuses to go down and starts to get in the way as Belle circles on the floor through her pain as Lorrie tries to hold onto her mothers hands."Mama, up," she cries asking for up as she outstretched her arms up to Belle who looks to me for help as she winces once more."Calley," I yell out, intent on having Lorrie away from this ordeal, knowing I have no one else I'd rather trust with the child.Yes she might well have an ulterior motive, but I have no doubt that she would die for this kid. Anyway, I don't want to scar the child, I don't want her to remember her mother in pain when I want her to have only good memories of her.It takes Calley a moment but she comes, knocking on the door in her pj's as she looks at the vision before he

One Year LaterHati's POVLorrie has turned into a funny little thing. She's walking and talking in toddler gibberish and I fall in love with her more everyday as she fills our life with fun and happiness.I can see why Celeste matched her soul to Aspens. She's spunky, confident and happy just like Aspen has always been. We ended up relocating around three to four months ago, coming out of hiding, leaving the continental US.Now we live in the very green Scotland, in the rainy United Kingdom.We've decided to try and blend in, whilst living in the middle of nowhere.It's been an adjustment weather wise, but we really don't come by people often, and the home we brought is surrounded by acres of green forest which is perfect for us to shift.And shift we must, because the lack of shifting causes aging, and that brings problems regarding healing one's self because our bodies resort to being only human.And I have a surprise for you, something I never imagined or cared for but equally was

Khai's POV"Aaah!" She screams as pain radiates through her mid region. I hadn't expected her to wake from her nap in pain, I also hadn't expected her to tell me we won't be finding Lora but she did that to and despite knowing she probably has the gifts to see such things, I deny her allegations and pretend that we will find her. To say she took me off guard would be an understatement but all I could do was call for Theo Lilith has gone into labour a whole week before she's due but I think that's normal for multiple pregnancy but no less scary as she freaks at the pain and wails into my shoulder.She labours in bed, standing up and even in the shower.The whole time crying for Lora, feeling as if she might be replacing her with the children coming out from within her tummy.Sadness fills the room and the three of us did not enjoy the birth process at all.Our sons entered the world screaming loudly, clearing their lungs within minutes of each other and though Theo and I wanted to c

Lilith's POVDane is adamant that Damian isn't dead and equally as adamant that I can use my memory to summon where his whereabouts.Apparently the witch side of me can teleport, and that's a given because I have done before but never have I teleported to a person specifically, only a place.But the more I think about it, the more it makes sense.Of course it does, if I can summon a place, then I can summon a person, right?I just have to practice, apparently. It still astounds me how much he knows about me when most know nothing about me at all.And it just so happens that I feel closest to him out of anyone I've met.I'm having a bad day today, pain is radiating along my back, a sharp stabbing pain accompanying it whenever I stand for to long.I think it's the twins, my boys that are currently safe within me.I miss Lora.I miss Calley.Heck, I even miss Lucas.I can only hope that one of them with with my baby girl, that they are doing everything in their power to protect her from

Continued: I rise from my seat, tears welling in my eyes as the profound hurt weighs me down—just like Derek, my grandfather, and Mitchel's father, they all want to take something from me. "Bee," Niko calls out as I whirl away, the sting of impending tears blurring my vision. "Bianca!" His desperate and strained voice pierces through the haze. "Leave me alone," I half-sob, half-shout, the words tumbling out in a rush, raw and unfiltered. "I'll go," Benji calls out, his voice echoing in the tense silence as I step out of the room, my heart pounding fiercely against my ribcage, each beat a reminder of the anxiety swirling within me. "No, you fucking won't," Niko's voice cuts through the air like a razor as he strides forward, his presence commanding and fierce. I can hear the determined confidence in his tone, which grows louder as he approaches. "She's my fucking wife." The weight of his words hangs in the air, heavy with the gravity of our situation, a stark declaration of loy

BiancaEmma was waiting on tenterhooks, her skin glistening with a warm, sunkissed glow as I stepped into the dining room for dinner that very night I had woken. The soft, golden light of the setting sun streamed through the windows, casting a welcoming hue across the room. She flung herself at me with unrestrained joy, taking my hand from Niko's grip as she enveloped me tightly, her laughter ringing like music in the air."Oh, bee!" she cried, her voice filled with delight as she held me so closely that I momentarily questioned whether we had ever truly parted. The world around us faded, leaving just the warmth of her presence and the happiness that danced between us. She hasn't held me that close in what feels like an eternity, and for just as long, I've found myself resisting that kind of intimacy. The warmth of her embrace still lingers as Niko clears his throat, jarring us back into the present. My gaze sweeps over the long dining table, beautifully set with plates brimming with

BiancaI awaken to the sensation of unfamiliar bedding enveloping me, the gentle warmth of the air wrapping around the room like a soft cocoon. The scent of fresh linen mingles with the earthy fragrance of the vineyard just beyond, creating an inviting atmosphere. My gaze is drawn to a pair of ornate doors flung wide open to reveal a sun-drenched balcony that overlooks sprawling rows of grapevines. With a rush of adrenaline, I bolt upright, the fine sheets slipping away from my legs as I leap from the bed. The vivid scenery before me stirs a wave of nostalgia, reminiscent of my father's vineyard nestled in the sun-soaked hills of southern Italy. "You're awake," Niko calls out, his voice a melodic contrast to the tranquility of the morning. He sits casually on one of the elegant wooden chairs, his attention absorbed by the breathtaking view that stretches across the lush landscape. A wave of excitement courses through me as I race towards him, my heart pounding in anticipation. Throw

Continued:Peering into the room, my gaze falls on Benji, lying unconscious on the table, his chest eerily exposed as if caught in a moment of vulnerability. The glint of surgical instruments catches the harsh overhead light, and the doctor deftly inserts piping into Benji's chest cavity, a stark reminder of the life-and-death situation unfolding before us."Tell me what to do," Bianca says, her voice steadier now, though I can still sense the uncertainty shadowing her demeanor. The weight of the moment hangs heavily in the air, punctuated by the beeping machines that seem to monitor not just Benji's life but our own connection to it, too."I'm more than willing to scrub in," Luca declares, striding into the state-of-the-art operating room with a sense of purpose. He effortlessly peels off his jacket, revealing a crisp white shirt beneath, and rolls up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms, which speak of both strength and agility. He approaches the sink, methodically scrubbing

NikoI'm going to kill him.Maim him.Every fucking body part will be skinned alive, and his dick fed to him like soup from a blender.I detest and abhor him with every fibre of my being, yet there exists within me a conflicting emotion—a fragment of my soul that cherishes Bianca. That part understands the bitter truth: to keep her by my side, I must endure this torment and remain passive in the face of my own resentment. Luca gently intervenes, preventing me from crossing a line I hadn't fully realised I was approaching. I had been poised to insist that she stay by my side, completely disregarding her own feelings and desires. In that moment, I recognised how close I came to stripping her of her autonomy, unwittingly trying to control her choices and dictate her path. I detest men who are willing to be that man, and I detest Luca for making those choices with Emma."Niko, you're going about this all wrong," he warned as we assessed the wreckage in the room a warning similar to my own

Continued:He worked skillfully, his fingers dancing over the buttons as he hacked into the door's code, focused and determined. After what felt like an eternity, a soft buzzing filled the air, accompanied by a triumphant green light that illuminated the area above the door. I glanced over to see Luca, Drake, and Mitchel—three formidable leaders that rule our mafia with an iron fist—raising their hands in a silent command, their expressions steely as they signaled for their men to prepare for a fight and their men moved into position before them both a protective stance and following their silent commands.With a mix of tension and anticipation, Benji pushed the door open, his gaze never wavering from mine, as if he was trying to convey an unspoken promise. In an instant, the silence shattered as a barrage of bullets erupted from the room, echoing like thunder in the chaos.The men behind me began to return fire and I leaned into Benji, covering my eyes with his chest, and my ears wi

Continued: I rise from my seat, tears welling in my eyes as the profound hurt weighs me down—just like Derek, my grandfather, and Mitchel's father, they all want to take something from me. "Bee," Niko calls out as I whirl away, the sting of impending tears blurring my vision. "Bianca!" His desperate and strained voice pierces through the haze. "Leave me alone," I half-sob, half-shout, the words tumbling out in a rush, raw and unfiltered. "I'll go," Benji calls out, his voice echoing in the tense silence as I step out of the room, my heart pounding fiercely against my ribcage, each beat a reminder of the anxiety swirling within me. "No, you fucking won't," Niko's voice cuts through the air like a razor as he strides forward, his presence commanding and fierce. I can hear the determined confidence in his tone, which grows louder as he approaches. "She's my fucking wife." The weight of his words hangs in the air, heavy with the gravity of our situation, a stark declaration of lo

Bianca Emma was waiting on tenterhooks, her skin glistening with a warm, sunkissed glow as I stepped into the dining room for dinner that very night I had woken. The soft, golden light of the setting sun streamed through the windows, casting a welcoming hue across the room. She flung herself at me with unrestrained joy, taking my hand from Niko's grip as she enveloped me tightly, her laughter ringing like music in the air. "Oh, bee!" she cried, her voice filled with delight as she held me so closely that I momentarily questioned whether we had ever truly parted. The world around us faded, leaving just the warmth of her presence and the happiness that danced between us. She hasn't held me that close in what feels like an eternity, and for just as long, I've found myself resisting that kind of intimacy. The warmth of her embrace still lingers as Niko clears his throat, jarring us back into the present. My gaze sweeps over the long dining table, beautifully set with plates brimming w

Bianca I awaken to the sensation of unfamiliar bedding enveloping me, the gentle warmth of the air wrapping around the room like a soft cocoon. The scent of fresh linen mingles with the earthy fragrance of the vineyard just beyond, creating an inviting atmosphere. My gaze is drawn to a pair of ornate doors flung wide open to reveal a sun-drenched balcony that overlooks sprawling rows of grapevines. With a rush of adrenaline, I bolt upright, the fine sheets slipping away from my legs as I leap from the bed. The vivid scenery before me stirs a wave of nostalgia, reminiscent of my father's vineyard nestled in the sun-soaked hills of southern Italy. "You're awake," Niko calls out, his voice a melodic contrast to the tranquility of the morning. He sits casually on one of the elegant wooden chairs, his attention absorbed by the breathtaking view that stretches across the lush landscape. A wave of excitement courses through me as I race towards him, my heart pounding in anticipation. Th

Continued: Peering into the room, my gaze falls on Benji, lying unconscious on the table, his chest eerily exposed as if caught in a moment of vulnerability. The glint of surgical instruments catches the harsh overhead light, and the doctor deftly inserts piping into Benji's chest cavity, a stark reminder of the life-and-death situation unfolding before us. "Tell me what to do," Bianca says, her voice steadier now, though I can still sense the uncertainty shadowing her demeanor. The weight of the moment hangs heavily in the air, punctuated by the beeping machines that seem to monitor not just Benji's life but our own connection to it, too. "I'm more than willing to scrub in," Luca declares, striding into the state-of-the-art operating room with a sense of purpose. He effortlessly peels off his jacket, revealing a crisp white shirt beneath, and rolls up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms, which speak of both strength and agility. He approaches the sink, methodically scr

Niko I'm going to kill him. Maim him. Every fucking body part will be skinned alive, and his dick fed to him like soup from a blender. I detest and abhor him with every fibre of my being, yet there exists within me a conflicting emotion—a fragment of my soul that cherishes Bianca. That part understands the bitter truth: to keep her by my side, I must endure this torment and remain passive in the face of my own resentment. Luca gently intervenes, preventing me from crossing a line I hadn't fully realised I was approaching. I had been poised to insist that she stay by my side, completely disregarding her own feelings and desires. In that moment, I recognised how close I came to stripping her of her autonomy, unwittingly trying to control her choices and dictate her path. I detest men who are willing to be that man, and I detest Luca for making those choices with Emma. "Niko, you're going about this all wrong," he warned as we assessed the wreckage in the room a warning similar

Continued: He worked skillfully, his fingers dancing over the buttons as he hacked into the door's code, focused and determined. After what felt like an eternity, a soft buzzing filled the air, accompanied by a triumphant green light that illuminated the area above the door. I glanced over to see Luca, Drake, and Mitchel—three formidable leaders that rule our mafia with an iron fist—raising their hands in a silent command, their expressions steely as they signaled for their men to prepare for a fight and their men moved into position before them both a protective stance and following their silent commands. With a mix of tension and anticipation, Benji pushed the door open, his gaze never wavering from mine, as if he was trying to convey an unspoken promise. In an instant, the silence shattered as a barrage of bullets erupted from the room, echoing like thunder in the chaos. The men behind me began to return fire and I leaned into Benji, covering my eyes with his chest, and my