Cronus X Kankri Novels & Stories

The Lycan tilted his head slightly. “Former.” The single word sounded like judgment. “You ended the bond publicly?” he asked. “Yes,” Ryan snapped. The Lycan’s eyes narrowed faintly. “Then you forfeited claim.” Ryan’s voice cracked, “I can reclaim it.” The Lycan’s expression hardened. “No.” Silence. “You cannot unbreak what the Moon witnessed.” Ryan’s chest rose and fell harder now. “This is my pack,” he insisted. Ethan finally stepped forward. “And she is not your possession.”

"I got you something. It is not good news." "Tell me." Nathan set a folder on the desk. "Kane Industries was founded in June 2022 by a man named Lucas Kane. British citizen. Oxford educated. Family money. Old, but not old enough to have built a four hundred million dollar fashion house in two years. The company registered Seraphina Kane as co founder and CEO three months later." "Where was she before June 2022?"

"But not with you alone. All of us. We use the bond. Channel collective will into helping you absorb the seed. Five people who have survived impossible things plus two versions of same person who understand cosmic mechanics. That has to be enough." "And if it kills all of us?" Marcus asked. "Then we die together trying to save innocents. Better than living knowing we executed hundreds because we were afraid to try." Through the bond, consensus formed. This was insane. But we were the Broken Crown. Insane was our specialty. "How do we do this?" Kael asked. Other Lyra sat in the center of our council chamber. "I need to consciously engage with the seed. Stop running from it. Stop fighting it.

Who looks like some kind of freaking Adonis. "If you're interested," she gives me a look that conveys- and who wouldn't be, "there's a website solely devoted to all things Roan King. And there are some seriously hot pics of him up there to drool over." Now that my Roan-King-haze has finally started to dissipate and my hormone levels are once again evening out, my brows snap together in total disbelief. "Are you telling me this guy created a website so he can promote himself?" Oh, that's going too far even for a gorgeous football playing god like him. I almost wince at my own unchecked thoughts.

Jomi asked as she roughly pushed Kanyin again. “Who says you can mess around with him? Who gave you the freaking permission? You gave you the right? Who do you think you are you to make him have lunch with you? Who the hell do you think you are?” Jomi asked as she pushed Kanyin to the floor. Jomi was about to push Knayin who was already on the floor when someone grabbed her. “Fuck you bastard! I’m ashamed I’m a girl when I see you” Jomi screeched as she tried to wriggle out of the person holding her grasp.

“Who presents this newest member to the pack?” Richard asked as he stood on the dais. The pack members were all seated at the tables and I stood next to Kiran. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack,” he answered. “Present your member to the pack,” Richard said to him. “I present Levi Montgomery Sinclair, son of Georgina Sinclair, taken at the age of two and raised human and unaware, born of the Southern Alaskan pack under Female Alpha Georgina Sinclair,” Kiran said.

But if they couldn't get a hit on the elite, the would still be recorded for winning their previous opponent. However, Supremes were not give a second chance as higher results were expected from them. And two records were made, the record for Supreme and ordinary vampires. The stamina as strength tests for Supremes was made a bit more difficult but live vampires (abnormals) were given the same tests as ordinary vampires.

A while later, she called back and said, “Darcy, I found the casino run by Hades. He’s the nephew of the retired underworld kingpin, Cronus. Kaze went to ask him to release Larry? He might be in danger!” Darcy was distressed when she noticed Miru’s serious tone. “Who is Cronus? Is he more dangerous than Gold Tooth and Dan Niners?” The only gangsters she knew were these two. “Gold Tooth and Dan Niners?” Miru scoffed, “Those two might seem to be doing great lately and they might be the only two gangster bosses in the underworld right now, but Cronus is from the last generation, not theirs. Those two are not in the same league with Cronus.”

He smoothed down the lapels of his jacket and flattened his hands on the arms of his chair. “Thank you all for showing up tonight, and for doing your part in strengthening our kinds place in the world. As you all know, the prophecy of the moon and stars is one we’ve been keeping a close eye on for centuries. Nox Griffin and Lilac Einar are the two the prophecy speaks about. Together they would unite our kind, and effectively squash us under the oppressive heel of our inferior cousins—the humans.” Gideon snarled and spat onto the floor, while Annika snarled something in Russian. Even Lyra crinkled her nose, distaste marring her regal face.

“He’s going to dismantle the entire operation from the inside out. Creed doesn’t mess around, Orion. Once he’s done, there won’t be a single fighting ring left standing.” I know that’s true. Creed Volkov is ruthless, even more so than Arkyn in some ways. He’s the son of a god, after all—half Lycan, half wolf, and all Alpha. He’s not someone you cross if you want to keep your head on your shoulders. “Good,” I mutter, more to myself than to Arkyn. “We need him.”