Cobra Kyler Novels & Stories

“You wanna race to the end of the driveway?” “Please?” Gib said. “Please?” Thane added. The knot in India’s stomach tightened. Please don’t make me walk in there by myself, Colt, please. “Maybe in a bit.” “That’s what all grownups say,” Kyler grumbled. “Hey, I never say no to you guys.” “But you promised you’d give us a chance to beat you.” Kyler’s chest puffed up. “I’m faster than I was last time.” Colt turned to her and winked. “Wait here. I’ll be right back.”

Kyl's POV I was back in my parents apartment, this time not as a little boy, but as a grown man, as CEO Kyl Ronald of the Rokyl enterprise. I was standing at the bottom of the stairs staring up above to where the loud bang and noises came from, my parents were at it again. Dad would yell, mum will yell back and dad will grab mum on her throat, a struggle will ensue with both parties hitting each other and raining abuses on themselves.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Yes, the very same one who was currently eyeballing him like he wanted to go ten rounds with him inside the car. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3" Despite appearances, Khyle did want to be here, with him. He just needed a minute, or an hour, to get in the game. The Reapers' road trip last night had been another notch on their belt, and Khyle had managed to make his way onto the scoreboard again. Afterward, the boys had dragged him out to celebrate, which meant an expensive dinner and a round of shots. Several, in fact. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

He took the oath before sitting. Dylan walked closer. "State your name." "Viktor Schneider." "Your occupation?" "I own The Velvet Room." "Were you acquainted with Marcus Kuntz?" "Yes." "In what capacity?" "He was one of our regular clients." "Were you working on the evening of his death?" "Yes." "Did Dr. Karma Kuntz visit your establishment that evening?" "She did." "What did she do there?" "She met with one of the dancers." "Who?" "I don't know her real name, but she goes by Mia."

Kirklin laughed and replied “Well, I can’t tell yet…mhmm….she’s not bad at all… she’s all shades of gorgeousness… I think she’s my kind of girl… If I’m able to acquire her along with the company, (he jokes), that could make the UK my last bus stop. I won’t be returning to live in the US” Kevin laughed out loud and said “Then go for her K.K.J…. All the best man….I met someone too on my flight…trying to seal the deal, we’ll talk later” (K.K.J is a nickname for Kir-K-lin Jefferson while K.V.J is for Ke-V-in Jefferson) Kirklin expressed his amusement and said in his deep baritone voice “Bad boy K.V.J, safe flight man, cheers”

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

"Oh, you have no fuckin' idea, man... Did you tell the omegas to continue to use it to dump kills? Because, fuck, man, I will never unsee that." "Tell me before he gets here." Kael, confusion etching his features, prompted him for more information. Ky barely paused before delivering another blow. "Oh, Knox is already here... He's just outside with the water hose trying to get that shit off Fletcher so we can stand being around him long enough to figure out what the hell to do now." "What do you mean, what's going on?" Kael's demand for clarity cut through the tension. At that moment, Ky seemed to crumble, the weight of whatever he had witnessed pressing down on him. He slumped beside me, fin

Jasper narrows his eyes at me, but decides not to bring up my thoughts. Instead, he says, "I will not stop until this deal is complete." "Do you know anything about Cyprian? Where he may be?" I ask, hating to bring up the name of the man behind the uprising. Cyprian. Young, strong and extremely manipulative. An outsider of the Love Pack born and raised. A rogue now. All these things are a dangerous concoction I don't want my beautiful mate witnessing. Unfortunately, my end of the deal must be upheld.

Kylie replied. Rinaldi. Just as his name rang through her head, the subject of her thoughts made his presence known. He rose from the chair he had been sitting in that she hadn’t taken note of because his back was turned to her and all she had seen was her laughing sister, he looked so much larger in the small space that the plane provided, “Come here Kylie.” Kennedy ordered, this man was one of them. He had come with those wolves, he was their boss, for all she knew he was a wolf as well and Kylie had agreed to follow him to a state they had never been to? She knew her sister was buried in all of those supernatural jargons, but she had greatly underestimated how deep she was buried in it.

Jordan Davis. “Kyra…”