Cobra Kai Eli Moskowitz Novels & Stories

It felt good to have this normal connection. --- Later that afternoon, Kai took Elara to meet some of his close friends. He had been showing off their lifestyle more openly lately — luxury cars, private parties, and late-night sessions talking about crypto and forex markets. His circle consisted of fellow bad-boy celebrities — actors, traders, musicians, big-stake gamblers and influencers who lived fast and made even faster money. They gathered at a private rooftop lounge, smoking and drinking. The men were loud, successful, and charismatic. They traded stories about their latest investments while sipping expensive whiskey. Kai was in his element, showing off Elara like a prize.

Now, she left him for that same Keiran… “Em… I just… I just got busy with work and Elon is staying home too much these days, I don't know how he..” Moses moved, but not towards her, he moved to the sofa and sat down with a dry smile. “You're getting very good at lying these days, don't you think?” Nirvana had shaken from under the table, sweat breaking from her head. Moses was the Alpha of this pack as well as the owner of the school. She understood that getting on his bad side wouldn't help her either…. Heaving, she got up. “Alpha Moses I don't know what you're talking about. I've 🐝 loyal to you and…”

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.

“What did you say, sir?” Ellis chuckled. “I asked her who she was,” he said. “And she told me she’s Kayla Cortez, son of Fredrick Cortez, the billionaire, who is friends with the vice-president, she added. And probably, also with the president. I asked her what her beef against you was, she said it’s personal. I told her that Misha went through the process and it would be unfair of the company to just remove her from the project just because somebody, eventhough she is the daughter of a billionaire who is friends with the powers-that-be, wants her out. Now, I told her, if she could show me that Misha wasn’t an ideal citizen of this country…that she has a police record…” He paused and chuckl

They pretended that Isaac’s mother didn’t stay here and on top of all Margaret didn’t even seem to greet me while she had been polite a few weeks ago. I puffed out a weary breath as I compelled myself to concentrate. The Shadow Pack’s alpha: Caius Tenebris had succeeded as the alpha after killing his father in a challenge. Well, that’s…something. This guy seemed to be our age and was as popular as Isaac. I looked up from the file. Was this the reason for rivalry?

He asked hesitantly. "Your Alpha is a pain in the ass. He overreacted for no reason!" I groaned. Oscar held back a laugh. "That sounds like Aaron." A voice chuckled. Oscar turned around, shock written across his face. He sighed when he saw Don standing behind him. "He is in a pissy mood." Don chuckled. "That he is!" Another voice popped up. I looked at him. "Christian, right?" I asked. He nodded his head and bowed. "Nice to meet you again, Luna." He gave me a boyish smile.

Scared of no one. 3. Elijah Kade – Ex-lobbyist, once called the “kingmaker of Capitol Hill.” Disbarred after exposing his own party’s backdoor deals. Still commands loyalty from hundreds of underground contacts. Each had one thing in common: they’d been burned by the system. And now, they wanted to burn it back. — That night, Ethan received a secure text on his private system channel. FROM: UNKNOWN You think exposing Voss changes anything? The real king is still untouched.

He scrambles up, brushing filth off a hoodie two sizes too big. “Dr. Moses, I presume?” He laughs, but it’s the kind of laugh that’s one step away from crying. “Thought you were here to collect. Come on, there’s a bench that isn’t covered in piss.” We sit under a dying palm tree. He smells like old whiskey and fear. “Your old man sent you?” he asks, eyes darting like someone might be listening. “No. I’m looking for Kayla.” Moses snorts, bitter. “Haven’t seen that bitch since the whole thing went to hell. After the project died, we all scattered like roaches when the lights come on.”

he explained, "Who Is handling the company?" Doyin asked, "My Kids does" Mr Moses retorted, "Why do you want to keep me waiting here?" Doyin asked, "sit and eat" Mr Moses said, "Is there any other thing you want me to do for you?" Doyin asked, "I need a blow job, and If my dick arouse, you can ride on me briefly, you know I don't have power to pound" Mr Moses said, and he smiles, "I'm paying you and I need to enjoy my money" he said while eating,

alone. Now, Jax was surrounded by the Original OG Members of the Krauser Kartel—the legends who had helped Oliver Reed reclaim Metro City. There was Nikolai Khrushev, Don Krauser's silent but deadly right-hand man; Nikita Khrushev, Nikolai's sister, the sharp-eyed owner of Nikoffee; Jonas Rex, the real estate mogul who knew every secret tunnel in the district; Latisha Henderson, the investment guru whose cold logic matched Jade's; and Ethan Knox, the attorney who knew exactly how to make a body "disappear" legally.