Beyblade Kenny Novels & Stories

the obvious nerd did not seem as friendly as he had been a second ago, "who are you?" "The name's Kane," he smiled, "Kane Trésor."

She holds out her arms and I put Cyrene into them, before leaning into my mate. “I’ll bring her to you when she gets hungry. Otherwise, don’t worry, there are several of us here who want to spend time with her and get to know her,” Kenna says, sitting on the couch with Naida and Nova sitting on either side of her. “Oh, how is Kano? Did he shift?” I ask. “He did. His scales are a bit lighter than mine. It makes me wonder if the white from the polar bear DNA impacted his coloring, but he’s a beautiful shade of turquoise,” Kaylani tells me.

Leo’s POV From the moment Lyra—my twin sister—introduced me to her boyfriend, I knew I was fucked. Ken was a hockey player who was everything I wasn’t supposed to want, apparently. Tall, broad-shouldered, with that easy, confident smile and bright Hazel eyes. Living with Lyra had basically turned into living with Ken too. He was always around cooking in our kitchen, sprawled on our couch or laughing at Lyra’s very terrible jokes. He followed her everywhere except when she went out with her friends. Like tonight.

The scent—earthy, vivid, unmistakably different from the predators that surrounded him—reached me before anything else, an anomaly in the realm of spirits and darkness. “Who is he?” I managed to ask, though my voice was ragged, the words barely above a whisper. The vampire’s smirk widened into a grin, delight fluttering at my confusion. “Meet Kenny,” she introduced as if presenting a prize. “A man with a remarkable knack for entertaining chaos.” Kenny? For a moment, the fear dissipated, replaced by disbelief mixed with absurdity. This was Kenny—the villain? A mere human. He didn’t even have a cool badass name.

Everyone turned in surprise to find another group entering the mansion, with a man in his forties leading them. It was Kenny Sparks, master of Skyblade Dojo—the strongest faction of Riverton! James froze in turn—why did Kenny come too?! "What are you saying, Mr. Sparks?" he asked. Kenny, who lived here in Skywater Bay as well, came to take a look after spotting the commotion. He was actually surprised to find that Frank was involved. Given that he was still eager to get the recipe for the Ichor Pill from Frank, he certainly would not allow James to kill Frank!

I, however, dismissed this, and we all continued to have a cool evening at the beach shack dinner joint. Ken is a twenty-five-year-old white male, tallish and pale, with cropped curly sandy hair. His eyes are blue as planet earth viewed from space, and he is devilishly naughty when he smiles. He loves to kitesurf, dive, adventure, gym and is a sculpted, handsome man. He is big and a beast of sorts. Not my type, at all. He sleeps with whomever, whenever and is known to claim he can have whomever he wants. Recently, he left a beautiful and talented graphic designer whom he swears was the one, as her mother was a right pain in the ass. We are classmates, and from the moment he touched me as the

“Again.” Kenny shakes his head, climbs down from the ring, and staggers to a bench.

"He stopped teaching because he had to accompany his sick parents. So, from now on I will replace him to teach music and art to the Prince. My name is Kenneth Berdych," "Kenneth Berdych? Then, can I just call Teacher Kenny? I'll be more familiar," she said, smiling broadly, really a very innocent child. "Kenny? I can, but I warn you, I will not tolerate any mistakes." Kenneth smiled with hidden meaning as he shook hands with the little prince who did not know what terrible things await her. ***

HKM Building. Adam Kenneth was very depressed smoking, Kaytly Blanche's pale face appeared in front of him, he couldn't forget it. Deon looked at Adam Kenneth anxiously, sighing reluctantly. Are you sure it's because of Kaytly Blanche? Following him for so many years, I have never seen him lose control because of any woman, if not for that, would I be soft or not? Don't have the courage to want to know her? Probably? He believes that Adam Kenneth loves her, he needs to be able to be by her side quietly, seeing her happy is enough.

“But–Maeve is in danger, and we need everyone there. Everyone with powers–” “How–how did you even meet my daughter?” Kenna asks, reaching for me. She’s not what I expected. She’s soft, somewhat frantic in nature. But Ryatt is exactly what I knew he’d be. “How do you know Blake?” he asks sternly. “I–fuck, I don’t know how to even begin to answer that–”