Ein X Kai Novels & Stories

The stress made my stomach turn and my hands became sweaty Someone hit the floor and we stopped "You are in the presence of His Majesty Romulus, the king of the werewolves and Jordan of all Jordan, the man with the staff announced I looked in front of me to see the king sitting on his royal throne, with his advisers or ministers sitting on both his sides "Enter your name and rank" commanded the same man "Herbert Henderson, Beta" "Karish Rinaldi, Jordan. "Stanlay Parker" I tried to sound confident because I had no rank

“You don’t have to pretend. You’re not fine, and that’s okay.” The tension in my chest loosened slightly, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding. “You’re Kiara, yes?” he asked, his voice steady as he leaned against the wall, casually watching me. I hesitated, then nodded. “And you’re...?” “Kai.” A small, knowing smile tugged at his lips. Kai. His name echoed in my mind. He wasn’t Xavier, but there was something about him that made me think he was connected to him in some way.

she replied, “but yours has cooler windows.” Asher smirked. “I win, then.” She gave a royal nod. “You may be second in candy, but you’re first in view.” His assistant, Lex, rushed over, doing a double take at the tiny fashion icon beside him. “Mr. Donovan, and… Miss Donovan, I presume?” Eira straightened with confidence, removing her sunglasses like a miniature celebrity. “Just Eira. I’m shadowing today.” Lex grinned. “Of course you are. Would you like your own desk?”

Their dad married my mom eight months ago and they’ve been staying at their apartment near campus, visiting on weekends, eating our food, leaving the toilet seat up, looking at me across the dinner table in ways that make me forget how to chew. Kai is the one who looks at me like he’s solving a problem. Quiet, intense, dark eyes that track me through a room without blinking. Knox is the one who looks at me like he’s already decided the answer. That half-smirk. That lazy confidence. Both of them are six-two, muscled, tattooed in identical places, a design choice or a twin thing, I don’t know, and right now they’re standing in my doorway staring at me with my legs spread and a glass cock burie

Diana’s POV Moving closer to me, she asked, "Why didn't you tell me he was here?" her voice a whisper. "I tried to but you weren't getting it." She turned and greeted him respectfully. "I am Ciara Bennett." "Well, I am Sebastian Hayes." Ciara's jaw dropped in amazement. Sebastian smiled. "Tell me you are joking" "No, I am not joking; I am Sebastian Hayes, son of the mayor of this great city."

Ellyse looked to her side to see who was talking and saw a man walking towards her. He’s wearing a black suit, and eyeglasses. He loosened his tie before walking beside her. He looked…so handsome, something out of this world. Ellyse was immediately mesmerized by him. “And your name is?” She ignored what he said and asked for his name instead. He smirked before facing her fully, the other side of his body leaning against the railing. “Kai, Kai Laurent,” He stretched out his hand. Ellyse inhaled smoke once more before blowing it out in front of him, “Ellyse Kennedy,” She shook hands with him. His palms were firm and rough.

"She was the kind of person who leaves a mark on every soul she meets." I didn’t need a follow-up to know Damien was talking about his ex. We were still sitting on the hill, the city spread out beneath us like a painting. Maybe it was the quiet, maybe the view—but something about the moment cracked him open. “Her name was Elena,” he said, softer now. “Gentle as her name. Fierce at heart.” He didn’t wait for a response. Just kept talking, like the words had been waiting for an escape route.

Tyrone sat completely still, eyes fixed on Peter, ready to move if needed. Cerene came running out behind Peter, her short dress flapping as she moved. She was breathing heavily, clutching her chest. “Peter… my asthma… it’s flaring up. I can’t breathe properly,” she cried, her voice dramatic and loud. She leaned against him, gasping. “Please… get my inhaler. It’s inside.”

I knew what he wanted, and so I sank to my knees and tipped my head back to stare up at his imposing form. “I think about fucking your tight, hot, little pussy when I’m running the ball, Lainey girl.” Kai was the team’s Tight End, and the thought of him making touchdowns while he thought about being balls deep in my body and my twin watching his back on the field did wicked things to me. His cock was enormous and right by my face. My throat tightened, and my mouth watered. “Tell me how you want it,” I whispered. The moonlight slashed through the window, and I stared into his eyes.

As I raised the bottle to my lips for another swig, a booming voice spoke, startling me. “Listen up!” Keane shouted, getting to his feet, and an almost immediate silence fell over the crowd as though a flip had been switched. I glanced at Kasey, who chewed her lip anxiously, not looking at me. “Welcome, new intakes,” he continued, rubbing his hands together like a kid at Christmas. His eyes roamed the crowd, landing multiple times on me with a dangerous glint, but I tried to ignore it. “Blackwood Academy is our home here, and as most of you already know, we rule this school.”