Dramatic Kibbe Novels & Stories

There’s a laptop in the middle, three beer bottles, and four half filled wine glasses. Killer’s shaking Kaleb’s milk bottle, partially bent over Dexter, looking at the screen. Brett is seated behind him, with Brandon next to him. Melissa is on the other side of the white granite counter, mixing what looks like mash. Diamond, Wyatt and Snake are making something. Killer turns his attention to us, walking over, to take Kaleb. He spares a quick glance my way, as he positions Kaleb on his arm, before putting the bottle to his mouth.

I honestly think that Kiba will make it to the final round with either Dante or myself. As they start to circle each other, I can see Kevin sizing Kiba up. He studies his movements but fails to block the first kick that Kiba throws at him. Kevin takes it to the ribs but does not go down just yet. He falls to his knee but tries to sweep Kiba's legs out like I always do to Kevin. When Kiba jumps up and lands on top of Kevin's leg I swear that I can hear his leg snap. Judging by the paleness of Kevin's face that is indeed what has happened.