Bella Thorne Kc Undercover Novels & Stories

She keyed into Unit 40B, slammed the door, and leaned against it. Her phone buzzed. A news alert. BREAKING: Thorne Capital under investigation for massive fraud. CEO Marcus Thorne assets frozen. Damian hadn't just scared him off. He had destroyed him. He had pressed a button and ended a man’s life. Aria slid down the door to the floor and hugged her knees. She was a bird in a cage, realizing that the cat outside wasn't trying to eat her. The cat was killing everything else so that he was the only one left to look at her.

It was the unassailable evidence of malice. She stepped out of the niche and resealed the panel. Mission complete. Just as she was repacking the padlock, her phone buzzed with an incoming call, an unknown, encrypted number. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She answered, her voice tight. "You have twenty seconds to explain why you are in Jonas Kael's basement," a low, gravelly voice demanded. It was Thorne. Mimi froze, her mind spinning wildly. How did he know? Kael must have had a silent alarm linked to the physical lock. Thorne hadn't panicked, he had waited.

Thorne snapped, his voice filled with old fire. “She is under my protection,” Kael growled. “And until we know what you are—what you’ve become—she stays here.” Thorne’s lips twisted into a knowing smile. “That protective instinct… it’ll destroy you if you don’t let her choose.” Kael didn’t answer, but I saw the storm building in him. “Let her see the truth for herself,” Thorne said softly, turning to me. “You can’t stay in the dark forever, Elara.”

She paused dramatically, “So come on guess!” “Uh, you won something?” Guessed Sarah. “Nope.” “You found the love of your life?” I said, “Again. If I might add.” “No.” She laughed, we stared at her eagerly, “Alright I'll tell you.” Then she leaned in as though she was about to whisper to us a secret. I did not see the point; everyone in this cafeteria had super hearing: “ Alpha Thorne-Killian will be returning by year's end.” She drew back and began to squeal.

"What about Thorne? Is he still pretending to be loyal to Kael?" "Thorne is complicated." Elena glanced down the corridor. "He came to me last night. Said he planted the Mortwert in your chambers on Kael's direct orders." "What?" "Kael told him you were dangerous. That you were planning something that would destroy the pack. Thorne believed him because, well, he is Thorne. Follows orders without question." She paused. "But he has a daughter. Fifteen years old. Smart kid who keeps asking him questions about justice and doing what is right."

"I belong to you, Liora. Whatever I am, I was created to love you. And if Konstantin thinks he can use this to drive us apart, he is gravely mistaken." He kissed her hand with the devotion of a knight kneeling before his queen. Mavric’s phone buzzed on the table. A video message from an unknown number. The screen showed an old warehouse on the outskirts of London. There, Eleanor Thorne was seen tied to a chair, a digital countdown timer ticking down behind her. Beside her stood Konstantin Thorne, holding a small vial filled with black liquid. "Congratulations on your victory at The Shard, Mavric," Konstantin said in the video.

He wore a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing forearms that looked surprisingly powerful for a man who moved numbers for a living. "Caspian Vance," he said, stepping forward. He looked me straight in the eye and offered a firm, professional handshake. His grip was warm. "And you are the infamous Eloise Thorne." "I thought the official narrative was 'recovering from a brief illness.'" Caspian chuckled and gestured toward a pair of leather chairs. "Between us? I’ve seen the videos that were leaked. I’ve heard the rumors about your 'adventure' in West Miami. And frankly, anyone who can make Harrison Thorne lose his temper that much is someone I want on my payroll."

I'm an omega standing on a mountain road telling myself this is enough. The lead vehicle stops thirty feet from us. Doors open. Thorne steps out first, because of course he does, and he takes in the scene with the measured assessment of someone who has been doing this for a hundred and eighty years and has learned not to react before he understands. His eyes move from the illusion Elders to the illusion army to me. "Elder Vera," he says, addressing the illusion with a slight incline of his head. "What a surprise." "Elder Thorne." I step forward so there's no mistaking who's actually speaking. "You're under arrest. Conspiracy. Child endangerment. Attempted ritual murder of minors. Surrender n

"The pursuing SUVs skidded, trying to turn. Too late. Blackthorn wolves swarmed. Doors ripped open. Gunfire answered by snarls and the sickening crunch of bone. Kai didn't stop until they reached the river bridge the invisible border marked by ancient runes carved into the stone. Only then did he slow, pulling over. Thorne's truck screeched to a halt beside them. He jumped out tall, dark-haired, grinning like a devil despite the blood on his knuckles. "Nice driving, alpha," he called."We got four alive for questioning. Two ran. Ronan wasn't with them sent his dogs instead."Kai climbed out, rounded the hood, and opened Elara's door. She was shaking, pale, but unhurt. He lifted her down gently

Thought you should know. My grip tightened around the whiskey glass until it cracked. So the possessive Beta was escalating. Another message followed, this one from a different source. Clara Silvercrest met with Kaelen Thorne tonight. Appeared to be making some kind of deal. Want me to dig deeper? A cold, sharp smile curved my lips. Clara and Kaelen. Both circling my mate like vultures. Both foolish enough to believe they could manipulate the situation to their advantage. They had no idea what they were dealing with.