Cobra Kyler Novels & Stories

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

Eden stepped aside as the pack doctor entered the room where Kylian was lying on his bed, his face pale and sweaty. His eyes were red, and he was shivering, and it was evident that he was in a lot of pain. The doctor, a tall and imposing man with piercing blue eyes, made his way to the bed and examined Kylian. He injected him with something, and Kylian visibly relaxed, his body going limp. "Good job, Eden," the doctor said, turning to her. "I'll take it from here."

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

Alpha said. “It matters not what anyone here believes to be true. I am here to claim what is rightfully mine,” I said. “Oh? Is this not a family reunion?” Alpha Joshua said. “I, Shane Hayes, am here to challenge Alpha Joshua Wright of the Dark Moon pack,” I said. “Hayes? You are a Wright,” Alpha Joshua growled. “Your name will die here, today. Hayes is the name I’ve taken and will be the name that carries into the next line,” I said.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

He swallowed his saliva roughly, staring at Olan. "I-I don't want to see it, I'll go first!" Kyler shouted as he ran and headed for the stairs. Leaving Alan who was confused was made by Kyler's behavior who suddenly became a coward when dealing with Mizuki. A weak girl who would definitely lose if she faced him.

17 guy moves really are awesome. "well Yanna dear I meet them last week in a party. Especially those who are wearing no. 17 that's Jace their quarterback, no.10 that's Mason K, and no. 22 that's Kyle and I think he's into me." She answered and giggle some more. "whoa! don't tell us Lex you memorize them all?" Arianne ask her then gave Kristinn a meaningful look. "so what? they're all really nice and very friendly besties!" when she finish talking she look back on the field and saw the guy who's wearing no. 22 wave at her and she wave back.

"Hey Jackson, how are you doing?" Kyle asked one of his associates. As Kyle is a star quarterback at Chicago University, he has often been interviewed by TV reporters and scouts are interested in hiring him for their team. He met Jackson in one such interview. Kyle liked Jackson's laid-back personality and how he never tried to trick Kyle into answering tricky and inappropriate questions. "Mr. Kyle Carter. What a pleasant surprise. To what do I owe this kind of a surprise from the future sports superstar" Jackson asked good-naturedly.

Intrigued, his gaze searched the room until it landed on a pair of shoes stopping beside him. It was the man who had been with King earlier—his right-hand man. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Raze Alconde,” he said, offering a handshake. Kane accepted it with grace. “Pleasure to meet you, too.” “My boss seems to like your work a lot,” Raze remarked. “I’m an aspiring artist myself. Mind sharing your secret?” His smile was lopsided, his tone friendly. Kane sensed the subtle game at play and responded in kind.

"Your mother, your mother is a whore kid but don't worry your snotty little face over it. Daddy will be home soon and everything will go back to normal." I dropped my head. Challenging him would cause a scene. He'd be dragged back to his cell kicking and cursing in front of his already traumatised children. I hated bringing them here as much as they hated coming but Kobe had well and truly pulled the wool over the social worker's eyes. She described him as a troubled but ultimately good man who adored his children more than life itself. The only thing Kobe adored was Kobe and maybe making my life a living hell.