Bobby Cobra Kai Novels & Stories

“Mr. Hobbs, I’m sorry. I was going to acquire Rove but someone sabotaged the deal and he even caused problems at my company.” Kailan knelt in front of the camera. “What happened to you?” The man in the call was Samson and when he saw Kailan’s swollen face and bloody lips, he was shocked. “This! This punk here!” Kailan turned his phone to Kaze and shouted, “Mr. Hobbs, it’s him!” “Kaze Lee?!” Samson’s brows rose with his eyes twitching. His expression turned grim as he called Kailan an idiot inwardly.

Kai's hand moves down, and he's pulling off his swim trunks, revealing what Tanya has been fantasizing about for the past week. His cock is monstrous. It's easily fourteen inches, thick and powerful, with a weight to it that suggests real power. It's not as massive as Xavier's, but it has a different quality....it looks like it was built for pure fucking, pure destruction, pure beast-like possession. "Jesus Christ," Marcus breathes, capturing it on camera. "Yeah," Kai says simply. "It's big." Kai doesn't position Tanya gently. He grabs her and lifts her, her legs wrapping around his waist, and he's driving his massive cock inside her before she can fully process what's happening.

"That poor pup is as good as dead meat. Bobby is a fierce ex-shadow warrior from the elite wars, and every swipe of his claw is fatal. Anyone his teeth target is already buried six feet under the dirt." Cora hesitates, her fingers twitching over her mirror stone, wondering if her wolf should call Lydia Hale for pack backing. But what my tongue says next makes her doubt her own ears. I speak very casually, "My wolf is not in a great mood under the sun today, so my tongue would advise your boots not to push your luck in my forest." Bobby's eyes gleam with dangerous fury. "What did your mouth just bark? Say that text again." I let out a small chuckle. "I said, get lost. My paws are not in the m

She paid premium for the privacy; he never asked why. Kai Voss, thirty-five, six-three, built like he’d spent half his life lifting his own bodyweight and the other half teaching others to do the same. Dark skin, shaved head, forearms corded from years of handstands and arm balances, tattoos curling like smoke from wrists to shoulders. His voice was low, calm, the kind that made people breathe deeper without realizing it.

Cain passes me a drinks bottle and we walk as a group to the biggest obstacle course I've ever seen, there's numerous walls, ropes, tyres and balance beams laid out in an obvious route. A group of teenagers are running over it, being monitored by two men I vaguely recognise from the other night. "Well, well, well, what's going on here?" The man with blonde hair and blue eyes asks, strolling over with a massive smile on his face. "We need the course for a bit, Levi. Tegwen and I have a bet with a very serious outcome..." Calista wiggles her eyebrows at him and he cocks his head, waiting for her to continue. "Loser buys everyone dinner."

A small tattoo of a coiled snake peeked out from her collarbone. Rhea caught me looking and arched an eyebrow. “Eyes up here, Young Master. Or should I call you Kai? Your file says you prefer Kai when you’re not hiding behind daddy’s money.” “Kai,” I managed, voice cracking like a pubescent boy. “Just Kai.” She stepped closer, invading my personal space without hesitation. The warehouse was dimly lit by emergency strips, casting shadows that only made her look more intimidating… and hotter. She smelled even better up close.

Her long wavy dark hair was tied in a messy bun, and her deep green eyes held a mixture of excitement and anxiety. She had spent the last three years working dead-end jobs while uploading songs online, never imagining this moment would come. The door opened. Kai Storm himself stood there — tall, broad-shouldered, with messy dark hair, piercing grey eyes, and an aura of dangerous charisma. He wore a simple black t-shirt that stretched across his chest and tattoos snaked down his arms. “You’re Nova,” he said, voice low and rough like gravel wrapped in silk. His eyes slowly traveled over her, not in a crude way, but with intense curiosity. “Come in.”

“You’re not going to leave without me, are you?” A man calls, jogging up to us. I remembered Kai from the brief time at the party. His golden hair fell in his earth colored eyes and he had about the same build as Zak, maybe a little shorter. I couldn’t help but notice how much he looked like Gabriel and wondered if they were related. “Kai, right?” I held out my hand to shake his. “You would be correct, Miss Luna.” He grabbed my hand, kissing it instead and bared his neck, just as everyone else inside did. Zak let out a low animalistic growl, but Kai just looked amused.

“Unless said random towers at 6’3, dark locks, jaw like a blade… Built like ancient marble, voice that just… melts…” “Sounds specific,” Kai grinned, waggling his brows. “I bet I can guess,” Roan added, smirking. “Maybe… your superior?” “Ooh, hot boss Salazar,” Kai teased, earning a glare from Roan. Kai threw up his hands. “Just from press shots, alright? Led to some profile scrolling. Admit it—he’s fire.” “Insanely hot,” Kingsley nodded vigorously. “Pushes me to feats I’d never chase.”

“What’s up, Bobby?” The kid blushes and it’s so darn sweet. “Are we going to win this year?” he asks bashfully. “We can’t do worse than we did last year,” Aiden says and ruffles Bobby’s hair. “Meet Jordan. She’s our new kicker.”