Captain Hook Killian Novels & Stories

When I reached the door, I took a deep breath and knocked three times. “Come in,” a familiar voice called from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Sitting across from Principal Hargrove was a ridiculously hot guy with dark, slightly tousled hair and striking dark green eyes. I recognized him instantly. Sebastian Hale. Westfield’s captain. The one who had dismantled Hawthorne’s offense on Friday night and smiled at me afterward like he actually saw me.

You’re his weakness, the other man's ego eating an apple simply stated as continued eating as if I wasn’t there. You’re going to jail for this. Jail ? “The bitch” the one that had just said mockingly as he started laughing hysterically as if he was pissed. Don’t get me wrong sweetheart you seem to think like a fucking faggot there’s no jail nothing like that for us I promise you. As for Killian he ran a dirty business on our boss and we lost a little something and our boss is so vengeful on getting it back but trust us when we say Killian is a careful man that man is full blown psychopath.

Both men exchanged a glance before he looked down at me. “I have to admit, I was curious about the woman who caught my best friend’s attention. Vladimir is rarely ever the type to find himself caught with a woman. He normally had himself a few moments of fun; therefore, to find him with Konstantin’s woman. I did doubt you.” He, Killian, said, looking at me. “But then again, I am not one to talk about falling for my enemy’s beauty.” Eleanor playfully slapped the man’s chest, and he winced, making her smile. “An angel within the demon’s den.”

elder Paul shot back without reservation. “I have my ways. The most important part of the fated mate bond is the deep connection they have to each other.” he spat out, “if there’s some bond between them, Killian would be unable to watch as I kill and rip this girl apart,” his voice was cruel and cold and every step he took had me shifting backward. He was going to kill me? My eyes found Ciro’s eyes hurriedly as I tried to ask him what was going on. Why did he bring me to my death?

“Elijah met him already.” I blinked. “Your mission here is to kill Isla. What’s your concern with Killian?” He set the mug down and turned, slow, theatrically casual. “He’s an old friend,” he said, the words soft but loaded. “And I’m curious. We’ve all heard the stories, how the boy who was raised in battle learned his claws. I want to see for myself how much he’s improved.” There was a cocky tilt to the smile, an edge that made a laugh sound like a threat.

I could sense that whatever he said affected her hard. “Thank you for the dance, Luna,” Killian said before turning to all of us. He gave us a cool smile and finally took off his mask. He was striking with piercing, predator-like eyes that were a darker shade of hazel. “I am so glad to finally meet you all,” Killian smirked. “I must say, you all are pretty good actors.” “We followed along with your nonsense,” I hissed. “I was wondering when that wolf of yours would come out, Alpha Asher,” he said.

Emotions hung heavy in the air, and it was clear that something significant had occurred between them. The men who had never seen their boss being abused before fell into silence. Apart from being the future Lycan king, Killian was also the leader of the biggest and most dangerous mafia group in the country, people feared him and would hate to even be in the same room as him. he was nicknamed Killian the death walker because people said seeing him was the same as seeing the Grim Reaper. So far the first time they had seen their boss getting hit by a woman. They immediately knew that Lisa had signed her death by herself.

A ruthless, merciless killer who wouldn't hesitate in killing someone. I didn't achieve my dream of being a chef, but I guess the only good thing is I would still be holding a knife, huh? "Do you think they will throw a party for me?" I asked Killian with a cold smirk, stepping out of the bathroom and he followed me. Killian is my right hand man and he will stay beside me even if I become the new don. He is the only one I can trust my life with. He proved his loyalty when he didn't hesitate in taking a bullet for me and almost dying.

He looked at me first, in no hurry to step in and showing no hostility toward Ethan, and only asked, "Do you want me to stay, or should I call security?" It was a short question, but something in my chest eased. He didn't decide for me. He gave me a choice. I said, "Stay." He nodded and moved to stand half a step to my side. Not far, not close. Ethan looked at him. "Who are you?" "Noah Hayes." His tone was level. "Captain of the air medical rescue team. In charge of Dr. Reed's project handover and on-site safety today." Ethan let out a cold laugh. "On-site safety?"

I responded cutely. He frowned, I waited for another insult from him but none came, instead, he laughed weirdly and I did the same feeling like a total idiot. “I am starting to like you boy.” He said and poked my shoulder softly. “I guess I am always likable.” I shrugged. “Where is the captain?” He questioned. “I am right here Henry, what is the problem? after you left this premise unsecured last night.” Killian interjected. He was dressed in his hockey gear and boy! I almost drooled over him. He looked so charismatic and sexy, what could possibly look terrible on such a perfect body?