Clone Wars Kix Novels & Stories

The air crackled with anticipation as the battlefield became our shared hunting ground. Without warning, Zack lunged at me with a lightning-fast speed, his claws extended to rend and tear. Instinctively, I dodged his attack, my agility matching his own. We moved in a deadly dance, our bodies twisting and turning, each strike and parry filled with lethal intent. I swiped at Zack with my powerful claws, but he countered with a swift dodge, retaliating with a series of ferocious bites. The clash of our fangs and the sound of our growls echoed through the night, blending with the wind that whispered through the trees.

she called back, a grin tugging at the corner of her lips. Twix folded his arms, unimpressed. “It’s called sloppy.” I suppressed a chuckle. It reminded me of how Elysia and I had moved through our early battles, unaware that someone was always watching, always learning. Across from Willow, Kyan smirked. His broad shoulders and stormlight-colored eyes mirrored his father’s, and yet, there was something in the way he moved that was uniquely him. “Try not to burn me this time,” he said. Willow’s lips curved. “No promises.”

He push my chin up and locked eyes with me. I could barely breathe with how close he was to me. His cocky aroma filled my lungs, and I longed for my pain to have me in his room. He leans in like he will kiss me. He bit me on the lip and flung my face away like my lip was disgusting. “Don't do that to her.” Sloane, who stood invisible to me while all this was going on, yelled at Ares. Ares didn't act like he heard anyone speak. He is never known to give his attention to women who are not of his level because of his arrogance.

Safe. Nothing that made you vulnerable on the ice. But the heat ripping through him now wasn’t beta. It was omega. Full. Brutal. Undeniable. The ref’s whistle shrilled, slicing through the moment. Play stopped. Teammates swarmed him, shouting his name. Jax shoved them back, staggering toward the bench. His vision swam, every breath dragging more of the scent into his lungs his own scent, blooming like a goddamn flower in the middle of a fight.

Kelly stretch out his hand trying to pull Clara into a hug Clara brushed him away and said with a dark face "I'm not going to the Desert with you until you show me the clip you claimed to have" "what do you mean?" "don't play dumb! you know what I meant!" "really?" Kelly stood up, he crossed his arm across his chest "you've grown wings to challenge me right?" "I really don't have time for chitty talks, show me the clip. that's all!" Clara half yelled. sensing she's been played

I had unknowingly closed my eyes. But when I opened them, the two alphas were face to face. He was foaming at the mouth as he banged against the glass, ramming it with his whole body as it shook. Dr. Dawson smirked. He taped the glass with a mocking expression. As the specimen had nothing he could think of doing for more intimidation. He started to pace back and forth, staring Dr. Dawson down, growling at him and baring his teeth.

I ask, trying not to gasp or squeal. He shakes his head. “No, come on! Not thousands, just a hundred thousand.” Although I don’t refuse to let him take my hand, I want to scold him and how he keeps giving me flashy things. I’m about to say something when I see the K&W SIC engraved on each of the diamond. I look up and my eyes are glassy as I stare at him. He’s made something special for our ‘Smile it’s Christmas’ movement and I love it.

Not wanting to get tears and possible snot on his shirt, I wiped away any evidence that I had been crying. "I know what you need," Liam said happily. "You need a fight." I laughed. "I fought this morning." He chuckled. "Marx and Jessie don't count." I looked up. "I'm not talking about Marx and Jessie. I'm talking about some dude at a place called The Pit. I had my trial fight against a guy named Crusher this morning. I kicked his ass. You trained me well." I smiled up at him and he smiled back. "Yeah, I guess I did. I was wondering why your jaw and lip were all fucked up." I noticed another car pulled up beside us, and a wide smile stretched across my face as Jax stepped out and came over to

Keiser They say, when one door gets closed, another one opens simultaneously. It's your perspective to see it through. I did the same and found the door which opened for me. I noticed how my warriors were trembling with exhaustion and now they have to fight a bunch of blood sucking parasites to prove their loyalty. “Enough!!! We are here not to waste time on losers like you. Team up!!!! We don’t have to fight these suckers with our power, initiate plan B, right now!!!!” I ordered my team.

I grabbed my helmet, my stick, and took a deep breath but as I moved toward the door, a shoulder suddenly slammed right into mine. Yasmine. She glared down at me with her face behind her helmet, “Don't mess this up, Trixie. If anything goes wrong out there, you know exactly whose fault it’s going to be.” I immediately shoved my shoulder right back into hers, hard enough to make her stumble a bit, and pulled my helmet over my head. “Watch where you're going, captain,” I muttered, marching past her. The moment I stepped out of the tunnel, the crowd and the lights hit me, completely overwhelming my senses. My head spun for a second as the volume of the roaring fans washed over me, and I got bum