Cronus X Kankri Novels & Stories

“You can't touch me. My father might have discarded me, but he will wreck the entire planet before he would let anyone touch what he owns!” “Your father,” he let the word dance on his tongue before he took another quick puff. “Andolopus and Hardy, wolf gods,” he laughed, staggering and using the wall to support himself. “They both don't know what's coming for them, do they? Old arrogant bastards, believing they can do as they wish. The Conglomerate don't even care how they run things anymore. Well I am good as dead anyways so why don't I let you in on a little secret.”

He held an old phone with a cracked screen, news alerts constantly popping up. ["Stormfang Pack has elected a new Alpha."] ["Former Golden Boy, Liam Blackwood, Found Destitute on the Streets. Stormfang Pack Century-Old Empire Divvied Up!"] ["Exclusive: Why was Liam Blackwood Abandon Him? Is There More to His Father's Death?"] He expressionlessly tapped the screen off and tossed the phone aside. The only window in the room was covered with newspaper, letting in only a dim, hazy light. He reached down to touch the calf of his left leg. It was grotesquely swollen, the skin an abnormal purple. A vicious gash ran across it, the edges jagged. Untended, it was clearly infected and festering.

Defeat had never been an easy thing for Kiran to swallow. “He pulled our life force out at the same time. I've never encountered someone so strong or so angry. He’s filled with hate. He tortured Kai first, it was gruesome and I was losing my mind not being able to help him. Our magic didn’t stand a chance against him,” Kiran replied.

Because in trying to expose her They’d made her bigger. By the time night fell, Aria’s name was trending in two directions: #AriaExposed the betrayal narrative. #WeAreTheMess the revolution she hadn’t planned but had unleashed. Cassian paced the outer corridor of the operations deck, watching data flow through mirrored projections on both sides. One wall was all curated campaign visuals for Luma: perfect lighting, calming blue tones, curated testimonials. The other was raw. Clips of Aria shouting during the Eden collapse. Crying in the merge room. Holding a shaking child after a system panic in Sector 12. Cursing the Council into silence during a backdoor summit. No script. No symmetry.

I say because I remember what he said the first time I met him. "Hmm." A thin trail of smoke leaves his nostrils. "I am Ashrac and this is Cantor. Our fathers have gone to Tahr's because they felt the presence of a new dragon and they think Tahr has mated. That is the only way for a female to transcend, so I think you have your facts wrong." Oh really. "I am not mated to Tahr and I don't even like him. I'm sorry that he is your uncle, but he's a jerk and don't wish to ever see him again."

"And pompous. The absolute last thing I need is to marry someone arrogant and narcissistic and controlling and pretentious and" "Sera." "Toxic. Unhinged. Dominant in the most insufferable possible way and" "Sera." He cuts off my rant with a laugh before it can reach full momentum. "Don't judge before you've met them. Dorian and his brothers are actually decent once you get past the exterior. For a group of murderous criminals." A casual shrug. "That is a genuine compliment, from me." Dorian Alessio Valenti. Heir to the Valenti Syndicate.

"Not in body, but in spirit and memory." I looked closer, studying the canvas gallery with fresh eyes, and the breathtaking realization hit me. Beside nearly every one of them... stood a Luna. Some of the women wore intricate crowns woven of silver branches, while others gripped ceremonial staffs of office. Rather than standing demurely behind their mates, several rested their hands firmly on the Alphas' shoulders, a quiet but undeniable declaration of equal standing. "Why are you showing me all this?" I asked, already drifting toward a portrait that magnetically drew my attention. I raised a hand, lightly tracing the contours of the first Luna depicted.

Vixx yelled. Vixx reverted back to normal size before casting a yellow energy dome around herself and Meredith. The dome was singing with green electricity, vaporizing the Kraken’s elongated limbs one by one. “How long can you keep this up?,” Meredith asked Vixx. “Not long at all,” The forcefield began to fade before collapsing upon pressure of the Kraken’s assault. The outburst sent Vixx crashing to the floor while also ensuring Meredith by her throat, causing her to drop her weapon.

I tell him and disbelief shines through his eyes, "Damn, what the fuck got into you?" "I need to tell you something. " I say, and he smooths his hands down his shirt. "Right now? And in this way? You know I've got eyes for Veronica only babe. " "What?" I say with furrowed brows and he sighs, lifting a hand to my shoulder. "You're not supposed to have feelings for your best friend, stupid so the answer is no. Get rid of that crush before it destroys things. " I hiss and swat his hand off my shoulder, "Ew, Dex. Stop talking already. You're going to make me puke. "

While I was searching for someone who could be my friend , I found his picture while scrolling the phone viewing the members of our official group. He was so damn handsome! After that I totally forgot about him as the classes started and I found friends. After they re-opened the college , I developed a crush on him. The way he's robotic , attracted me towards him. Being a huge fan of online stories , I always loved men who are robotic because of their past and how their feelings change after the entry of female protagonist. I love those types of steamy stories. When I found , it's because of his past my attraction towards him grew into a crush.