Beyblade G-revolution Kai Novels & Stories

But for some reason, Kai trusts Piper, and Carla trusts Kai’s decision – so here she is, trying to put up with Piper’s attitude. Carla opened her mouth to answer Piper back when her name is called, “Carla.” She and Piper looked towards the door of the gym. Kai stood there, with his hands tied behind him. He was wearing all black, from head to toe. His hair is perfectly gelled, and as always he wears a deep frown on his face. His eyes moved from Carla to Piper briefly before he looked back at Carla, “It’s fine. You can leave now.” He said to her.

Kai’s own eyes betrayed his realization: he could not outmatch me, and even Liang’s seemingly gentle gaze held the weight of centuries of mastery. Finally, with a resigned sneer, Kai nodded. “Very well. You… you are the Smiling Tiger. I concede. But do not think your victory is complete.” I was not bothered about trying to understand his riddles. Whatever would come, I was ready for it. All I was well aware of was the fact that, I'd be ready to face the consequences. ~~~~~~~~````````~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gwen’s POV

Flavio De’Flavio slowly leaned forward in his seat, his sharp eyes fixed on Kai. “Who is this man?” he grunted, his tone heavy with authority. It felt less like a question and more like a challenge. Kai didn’t flinch. “I’m Kai Slayer,” he said firmly. “You all must have heard of me by now.” The reaction was instant. The chamber erupted. Murmurs turned into loud gasps, elders whispering furiously to one another. I felt the shift immediately—the sudden fear, the tension snapping tight like a wire pulled too far.

Quickly putting on a pink shirt over my tank top I checked the time, seven-thirty, then I headed to the door and swung it open. My chest seized up at the sight of Kai standing tall like a god (no blasphemy intended) with his dark brown hair, short and neat beard, deep tan, and eyes that seemed to glow as he looked down at me. He wore a gray jacket and jeans with some sort of red stripe down each pant leg. For my good, I'd have to get used to the intensity of his gaze and stop acting like a breathless horny fool who wanted to pull off her panties. But for now, all I could do was stand there dumbstruck as my heart raced. Kai tilted his head just slightly, a gesture almost like a wink, causing

Two cadets were on the ground, one clutching a twisted wrist, the other unconscious. Gryphon was scrambling backward, his face a mask of sheer terror. And Kai. Kai stood over them, his knuckles bloody, his body radiating a power I had never fully seen. He was not the arrogant heir or the careful strategist in that moment. He was an avenging storm. He looked at Gryphon and delivered his message, a promise of violence that chilled the very air. Then he was climbing, a powerful, relentless motion that spoke of a fury barely contained.

One wrong move from Kai Castellano, and Alessio would have his war. Kai got dressed without a word. A three-piece black suit clung to his body like it was stitched from shadows. His black hair was slicked back, the same shade as his father’s, but his eyes, those piercing icy blues belonged to the mother he barely remembered. Six feet tall, with a presence that felt like a held breath before the storm, Kai was devastating to look at. Cold, unreadable, and sharp enough to draw blood with a glance. He never smiled. Never had the time.

Adrian flinched, a sharp, involuntary jerk that sent a splash of water across the marble counter. "Look at that," Kai murmured, staring at the spill. "A mess. In the temple of Vale. What’s the penalty for a spill? Ten lashes? Or do I just have to watch you have a panic attack over a paper towel?" Adrian turned, his back hitting the edge of the counter. He was trapped between the cold marble and the warm, encroaching reality of Kai Reyes. Up close, Kai’s eyes weren't just dark; they were a kaleidoscope of amber and charcoal, flecked with the kind of gold you only see in expensive paint.

Kai was the taller of the two, a solid 9'5", his broad shoulders packed with muscle. His dark, wavy hair was cropped short on the sides but left longer on top, framing sharp, high cheekbones and a strong jawline. His hazel eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, his pupils slightly slitted, giving him an almost predatory look. His teal tail was thick, powerful, coiling behind him, its scales gleaming under the lantern light. Every inch of him screamed power—an apex predator through and through. Koa was just as massive, standing at 9'3", his body slightly leaner but no less muscular. His long, inky-black hair was usually tied back, but now, a few loose strands framed his equally sharp features.

“I’m serious, Kai. If I’m going to get revenge on Damon and Melissa, I need to know how to protect myself. I’m not going to be the weak one anymore and I can’t be depending on you every time to come save me. So teach me. Right now.” Kai exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. For a second I thought he would refuse again. But then something shifted in his eyes, a mix of reluctance and dark interest. “Fine,” he said. “But we’re doing this my way. No games. No pointing it at me again.” He stood up and offered me his hand. I took it.

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.