Cobra Kai Devon Lee Novels & Stories

Von nodded not looking at her. "Well, even though he's an energetic, lively, outgoing, humourous, and a positive person when it comes to fighting, he always gives his 100%. In short, he is a monster in battle, not showing any mercy, and that's Logan Xoleander Thayer, a.k.a. Kai," Von elaborated and glances back at Astrid after finishing his statement. Astrid's eyes widened due to amazement at Von's statement. "Woah..." That's the only word she said.

Didn't he notice that she wasn't there? She thought and thought. Her head was still aching so she gradually fell asleep. ... "Master, she has slept." Luke said. "Okay! Have you found the person she called?" The man asked. "Master, he's someone called Devian Lyle" Luke reported. Devian has his number registered as Devian Lyle and not Devian Ace to keep a low profile in California. If he doesn't do so his life would be in eager every now and then. "Anything else?" He asked.

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

DANTE'S POV People call me the Devil of New York. They're not wrong. I've killed men for less than a dirty look. I've gutted rats who thought they could steal from me. I've fucked women who begged for mercy and made them beg for more pain instead. My empire runs on blood, loyalty, and fear. That's the only language this rotten world understands. And tonight, I reminded everyone of it. Crawford thought he could play me. Thought he could borrow money from my syndicate, promise returns, and then ghost like I'm some dumb fuck banker. No. You don't spit in my face and walk away.

He looks murderous "It was you. Wasn't it?" "Me? What did I do?" "You killed Papa" "Oh, that? It wasn't personal. I was only settling old debts" "Have you lost your mind? How could you kill your own father?" "He was your father. Not mine" One time when El Rey was trying to hurt me, he told me the truth. It turns out Mama was assaulted and she got pregnant. She doesn't know who the man is. So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn.

We don’t have to agree. But you will respect everyone in this room. – Evie “Mrs. Davis is your mom?” the girl nodded with what Evie would learn was a permanent smirk. “That’s good. Miss Davis, what is your question?” “Is it true that you’re involved with two men?” “I am.” Evie smiled and the smile on the girl’s face fell slightly. “I am engaged to two men; both are members of the Devil’s Saints. One works for Wolf Pack Security, the other is a tattoo artist and you will probably see both of them from time to time.”

It spoke with a sinister tone, "Keep your mouth shut." Rachel froze with shock, unable to say another word. She trembled under the pressure of the python, but I was not as frightened as I had seen him in snake form before. I said to Rachel, "I know that's what Taylor always wanted." I instructed the servants to prepare a room for my new entity, whose name was Logan Sterling. I brought him into the household. The next day, news of my getting a Naga soon spread all over the city. Many people laughed at me in disbelief.

He moved toward me and placed his hand at my waist. Niko began walking toward us. I lowered my eyes to hide the fact that my thoughts had split open. Erdem's fingers pressed more firmly into my waist. The tracker pulsed beneath my cuff. His voice came through the earpiece. "Who is he?" I kept my smile in place. "Your guest." "Hendrix." His voice was low. Niko stopped several feet away. His smile was polite but his eyes were not. "Erdem Veyra," he said.

She turned to look at Jesse. He smiled back at K. "You can have it," he wheedled, heading towards the mounted shelves on the brick wall to power on his Marshall speakers. He shuffle played his iPod on the dock, it played Walls by Kings of Leon. "Levi gave that to me." He muttered, walking to the kitchen to get some bottles of beer, and whatever was available to offer K. "Want some beer?"

I freeze at the sound of that name. “What did you say?” I ask, arching my brows as I take more steps towards him. “Did I hear you say George?” “Yes.” he responds. My world tilts almost instantly at the sound of that. Knowing it had been George all along. The battles, the attacks, the killings. Silence follows but he leans closer with his voice lowered. “Kaelen isn’t just a child. He’s evolution.” My wolf surges violently but Devon shifts first. His wolf explodes outward—massive, powerful, trained for war.