Captain Hook Killian Novels & Stories

“What would have been your judgment if it was left to you?” The rogue man was silent. “What's your name?” “John.” “Alright, now John, I demand an answer. You keep trying to oppose my leadership. You have no bit of idea who Killian is.” Silas stepped forward whispering to me to be calm. “Of course I'm trying to be calm, but Killian is not even going to spare the life of that man I just let go.” John raised his head to look at me, “How do you know? Where you acquainted to him once?”

he said angrily. Killian was filled with rage at Zillah, his former Villain Luna, for attacking them and separating him from his son. He wanted to find his son, but he knew it was hopeless and he would have to accept that he would never see him again. He was filled with guilt for not being able to protect his son, and he cursed Zillah for what she had done. Killian was determined to make sure no other family would have to go through what he went through. He vowed to make sure every family was safe, no matter the cost. He was determined to make sure Zillah and her pack would never attack another family again.

“No.” He reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek—gentle, despite the storm raging inside him. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t pull away. “I should’ve killed him tonight,” Killian muttered. “I should’ve put a bullet between Victor’s eyes.” Elena exhaled shakily. “Then next time… we won’t miss.” Killian froze. For a long moment, he just stared at her. Like he was seeing her for the first time. Then, slowly, the corner of his lips lifted in a smirk—a dangerous, approving smirk.

*** Ready for more football with a visit from Killian? END OF PART ONE

It fell to the floor in a heap. "You don't have to be him up here," Killian whispered. He reached for the back of my head and gently pulled the cap off, letting my hair fall down around my shoulders. He ran his fingers through the strands, his eyes dark and full of a hunger that made my knees shake. "No Rowan. No heirs. No packs. Just us." He reached for the buttons of my tunic, his hands slow and steady. I didn't stop him. I didn't want to. I wanted to be seen. I wanted to be touched by the only person who knew the truth.

He groans, spitting out a tooth and blood. “SHE TOLD ME NOTHING!” I snarled, Killian’s fury bleeding into mine. “You just said it all yourself.” 14? He tried to force himself on my wife when she was just 14? He is dead. He will not live past today. After I get all the information from him I can, I personally will deal with his death. I will be letting Killian free to torture and torment him in ways that will have him begging me for death. “Take him away with the others,” I told my men, feeling the burning urge to shift now. Not yet. I still need information.

Damnit, Sarah. Chuck just gives another ‘your funeral’ shrug, and continues, “Your pretty little dudette, however, has got quite the bounty on her head from the head honcho. I wasn’t sure you were the one,” he says to me, “until you mentioned you killed Nick. When I called my contact outside the diner, he confirmed the bounty’s name was Sarah—Sarah Killian, am I right?” “Not pleased to meet you, fuck-clown,” I retort.

He was here to drown his sorrows and no woman was worth enough of his company so he made sure to ask for something that's hard to find. She is the only woman with Hazel eyes in the whole of the midnight pack. Nobody else possessed the beauty of his Queen. " I never thought that I would find you here." A voice comments, prompting Killian to turn to its direction. Killian came face to face with Lord Stephano. " What are you doing here?" Killian inquired unfriendly. At this point, he was in no mood to entertain anybody. All he was looking forward to was getting wasted, forget about her betrayal even if it's momentarily then go back home.

It was him. I mean, just look at him. He sat beside me and placed his hand on my leg, shivers ran through my body. Thank God my leg was not exposed today. I stared at his hand and back at his face but he never cared, he just casually kept on talking. "This is Killian, Roy and Mysha." They all seemed so cheerful compared to Marco. Killian was almost Marco's height, dark hair, same brown eyes but a little darker than Marco's, same features on the face basically but Marco was more handsome. Killian is married and his wife is drop dead gorgeous. Roy on the other hand is just engaged to his girlfriend, Killian is taller than Roy tho but Marco was taller and better looking than them all.