Coryxkenshin Is He Alive Novels & Stories

“Answer me.” He exhaled slowly. “My name is Cory,” he said. “Brother to the late Alpha of Iron Crest.” The words struck the room like a stone dropped into still water. Damon went rigid. Eloise inhaled sharply. I felt my stomach drop. “The unrest,” Cory continued quietly, “the factions tearing at each other… and then my brother’s death.” His jaw flexed. “It broke what little was left.” “You fled,” Aria said. “Yes.” “Why here?”

"I do hope you understand now why I hadn't invited him to that meeting." "Yes, King," Zahaynei replied somewhat sheepishly, "my apologies." He paused, hesitating. "There is another matter," Zahaynei told him, his eyes straying to Kallida for a moment. "There are reports that Caliphus is alive." 'Alive?' Kelvin's eyes widened. 'No. No, he couldn't be.' "Alive?" Kallida said, startled. "Yes, I see..." Zephyr said, considering things. "Is there anything else, Captain?"

said Jesse Xavier calmly. Kensley showed a gloomy expression. She felt a sense of danger in the air. Cristan, who had been heaving for the longest time, stumbled off the ground before grabbing a glass of water. “I don’t need rest! I’ll tell you everything!” he exclaimed after chugging his water down. “I killed Aung! “But nobody ordered me to! “That said, Kensley hinted at me, saying she’d spare my life if I dragged down Harvey, Prince, and Shay with me!”

KYLE'S POV I squinted my brows as I looked amongst the crowd searching for a particular figure. Looking closely I noticed that I couldn't find the figure. No, that shouldn't be happening. I frowned and sat well then looked again closely only to see that the figure I was looking for was missing. "Guards." I frowned calling out to the guards who were by my side. "Yes, Alpha." The guards answered as they rushed over. "Where's that maid?" I frowned.

So how could he be alive now? “Look at you. You are only sixteen and already acting like an old woman. Open your eyes this instant or my stick will help you.” Sixteen. Victoria grabbed the blanket tightly as the pieces slowly came together. It had been one week before her birthday when she first met Bernard Harrigan. Could it mean she had returned to the past? Or was this just another nightmare? But how could it be when she had clearly died? “You never learn, do you?” Suddenly she felt a sharp pull and her scalp burned with pain. She could not stop herself from wincing as her aunt gripped her hair tightly and pulled.

“Sasha?” “She’s the mate of my personal assistant, who took his own life. She’s cursed; he couldn’t take it, and he also couldn’t reject her for fear of being cursed. He took his own life, but he made it clear who he wanted to take over for him.” Ryu signaled to Kyle, who walked up to her with his sword out of its case. “No one attacks the Alpha and lives, not even a cursed omega.” “You must be mistaken; I just wanted to try out the cloak I found in the bin. I’m not the one you’re looking for.” She cried.

That was when Thiago noticed the Hexen Coven's disciples being blasted away from Cassian. Huh? Kendrick's expression warped slightly. He turned to stare at Cassian, clearly shell-shocked. "You actually know martial arts? Who on earth are you?" "People who are about to die have no right to know who I am." Cassian began striding toward Kendrick with wide steps.

His eyes meet mine, and for a moment, neither of us moves. The voice on the other end of the line speaks. "Ken, are you okay?" Ken, short for Kendrick? My hands turn clammy. My head spins. He doesn't break eye contact. After what feels like forever, he responds. "Yes, I am. Call me when you get back." He ends the call. I collapse onto the floor, my veil slipping loose around my neck. Kendrick. The scar. The wheelchair. Kendrick Harrold is alive.

“Two bodyguards this time?” I give him a small smile. “How was your visit?” he asks. Lucien smirks. “We confirmed that Kieran has lost his killing touch.” Anders raises a brow. “How so?” “Alex is alive,” Kieran says. Anders blinks. “Should I know who Alex is?” “The Alpha of my pack,” I answer softly. Anders hums. “Interesting.” “What do you think?” Lucien asks. Anders scribbles something with his quill. “Have you tried asking him?”

And somewhere in the city, in a hotel room that was now wrapped in crime scene tape, the investigation into the death of Chief Inspector Marcus Kuntz was just beginning to breathe. And the smile on Theon's face made her glad, but remembering Noah’s message, made her feel sick. “Mtchew… What does Noah want?” She sighed angrily.