Cobra Kai Bobby Novels & Stories

Caterina “So Kai’s position is called a Pakhan, and Konstantin is his Brigadier or second in command?” I asked Viktor, who was currently busy explaining how the hierarchy worked in the Bratva. He nods. “Yes, you’re getting the hang of it. We don’t work according to the entire structure since we’re werewolves, and Kai basically runs legitimate businesses. He refuses to touch drugs, which is something a normal mafia boss would be itching to get their hands into.” He explains as we sit in the powder room area that overlooks Central Park.

He knew Dami's look could pierce his skull. "And they didn't give us the product" Korede added,he had finished cleaning the blood. "So that explains why he was here"Dami mumbled ."but how did he even know something went wrong again?"he asked Korede,his voice a little loud. "The guy has connections everywhere,he would know. I haven't found the spy though. Its an open secret" "I promised him tonight bro,he's going to fucking kill my family" "And mine too,we're in this together bro. solution dey mafo . I need to get a body bag in the trunk to keep her body in it,I'm coming"korede spoke with courage.

He said it in an extremely serious tone. "O-kay Dad!" I said but inside my mind, I already said a few cusses. I knew what Dad is going to say and I can no longer reason a way out of it. *** Black's POV "Black I'm so dead! I can't escape anymore!!!!!" Mich complained. She is here in my room this early morning just to complain. "What happened?" I asked confusedly because I haven't heard any explanation since she came in, she just rants and voices out how her life is doomed.

He walked over to me and faced the group of guys. "I see you've all met our newest fighter. Gentlemen, this is Cobra. Trust me on this when I say don't piss her off." He smiled down at the guy who slowly got up. "What is the meaning of this, Jax? Another girl?" He snapped at Jax, and I watched amused. "What's wrong? Is the little boy upset he got beat up by a girl?" I said in a kid's voice, making the others laugh. He grunted, going back to the bench press he was using a minute ago. I smiled at Liam before returning to the combination I was practicing on my own punching bag.

This time, several of his ribs were fractured, leaving him writhing in excruciating pain and his entire body convulsing. "Chase Collins!" Bobby ground his teeth. His eyes were bloodshot as he was consumed by hatred. He wanted nothing more than to tear Chase apart, devour his flesh, and crush his bones. "I recall you saying you'd cripple me," Chase said, crouching down and using the tip of his sword to tear Bobby's shirt, exposing the hideous scar on his chest. "Do you remember this wound?" "Ha! So what if I remember? So what if I don't?" Bobby chuckled darkly. "I'm an elder of the Weber family. Do you think I'd lower myself to squabble with an insect like you? If you're smart, you'll let me

Can’t I have a couple of minutes of fucking peace? “Killian speaking”, I bark at the phone. “Hello son, I need to talk to you”, I nod my head, close my eyes, and take a deep breath, this is not a good time to snap, or my head could roll. Elliot and Theo look at me with curiosity while I talk to my uncle Bobby. He is the current leader of the Irish MOB in New York City and my leader. I am the next in line. I have been training my entire life, and even though I am in charge of almost everything now, he is still the head of the MOB and nothing is done without his consent.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

I demanded, hoping to end this as quickly as possible. "He's coming." A middle-aged man replied to me. I heard him whisper something loud enough for me to hear. "Nikolas Sika?" Of course. Everybody would see me like a fucking monster considering the state the boy was in. The hushed words only pissed me off more. A bit of regret yet again! The typical life of Nikolas. Stunted contracts, A forced engagement, and now Daddy baby issues. My thoughts poofed away when the doctor rushed in.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

It looked like he was withholding information. “Bobby is his nick name.” Dad said. ‘Yes of course I know this. So?’ I said sarcastically. “Your mate is names after his father, Robert Fallen. He was one of my most trusted members and beta, but he was killed when we were searching for the surrogate that was pregnant with you and Jacob.” I turned and looked to Bobby. I was the reason his father was dead. I could not help but feel responsible. How could he begun to love me after he found out this information?