Elijah Kamski Novels & Stories

"Kasalanan ng camera 'yon!" "Lahat na lang sinisisi mo." "Basta! Sabay tayong magpo-post. Walang lamangan." "Sige na nga." Audrae replied with a laugh, shaking her head. Walking a few steps ahead, Coach Cath simply smiled to herself as she listened to the two bickers behind her. To anyone who didn't know them, they probably looked like they argued all the time. But to Coach Cath...It was just another ordinary day. Elijah had practically grown up with the Zamora family. He wasn't related to them by blood, yet he had long become part of their home.

Adrian went completely still. Kessler smiled again. “You're too late.” Elena looked at him. “Why?” “Because Elias isn't running the Covenant anymore.” A pause. “He's running from it.” Daniel's face changed. “What did you do?” Kessler looked toward the vault. “I gave him exactly what he wanted.” The lights flickered. Kessler's phone rang. He answered. Nobody could hear the voice on the other end. But Kessler's expression slowly drained of color. He hung up.

I ask, ignoring how everything has mellowed down and the earlier hubbub has sort of become silent. Alpha Liam, the alpha of the Redcreek pack, smiles wryly at me. “I am fine, alpha. Thank you. How have you been? I heard…” he trails off, eyeing Denzel for a moment. “Kaizen has passed. This is my new beta, Aysel Knight. She is as competent as her brother was,” I say. There’s no use in mincing words or saying them more delicately.

I asked him as he got to his feet. "There's been another attack. On my uncle's pack" He answered rubbing his hand on his face. "Oh my," I said placing my hand over my mouth. "I have to go tame care of somethings. Goodnight Celeste." Elijah said, bending a little to place a kiss on my cheek. "Goodnight" I whispered back. I change into a fresh pair of pajamas and lay on my bed, smiling as I remember the passionate kiss the king and I shared. ****

Wow, they must be close. Elijah meets my eye, then walks over to me with one hand in his pocket. “Good morning, Cameron. I am certain this space is to your liking?” He says, waving his hand around the room. “Yes, it is quite lovely, thank you. The views are immaculate from this high up,” I say, nodding then walking over to the floor to ceiling window overlooking the London skyline.

She said as she gestured at a door on her right. I smiled at her and went in. “Sir, my name is Hazel and I was sent here by Markos for a job,” I stated. The man behind the desk was in a fitting suit and perfectly slicked back hair. He lifted his eyes to look at me and gave me a scornful look. You could see he thought of me like dirt on his shoes. If it had been a year ago when I had everything, he would have kissed the ground I walked on. I hadn’t realized how much people who weren’t financially stable were treated badly until I joined the club.

I needed anything that would numb the phantom sensation of Kian’s fingers brushing my forehead earlier that afternoon. I heard the sliding door open, and then Elijah was there. He didn't crowd me; he just leaned against the frame with two glasses of wine, looking as relaxed as he always did after a long day at the office. To the rest of the world, he was the formidable Elijah Hayes. To me, he was the guy who had seen me at my absolute worst and offered me a way out.

He puffed his chest out as he spoke. “Is that so? Why don't I believe you?” “Awww come on. Killian, tell her how awesome I am. Hm? Hm?” “Well, Jared might look like a wimpy kid but he's actually very intelligent…” Killian continued speaking while Jared inputted once in a while. However, Elijah was quiet throughout, his eyes dark. He was thinking about something, and I didn't know if I wanted to know about it. ZADE'S POV

“Don’t be delusional. They’re all dangerous. Asher is the worst, he can kill with anything within reach. Mateo, he’s not here, but he’s an expert with guns. And then there’s Elijah, a hacker who can break into anything in the world.” As expected of Levi. He did his research. Elijah, completely unbothered by the conversation, spun his laptop around to face me. “I finished in three minutes.” On the screen were detailed files and secrets of powerful men. “I hacked into the government system and got all the information you need,” he said smugly. I clapped my hands. Elijah needed to be praised, or he’d start whining. “You’re so amazing, Elijah. You are so good.”

Satisfied, he grasped her hand, pulling her along, and the two of them went on together to join with their companions in their merriment. *** Damascus was a small town northeast of Elkshire. Located deep in the southernmost forests of Delphi, set on the far side of the river which flows up through Sa'ar to the North Sea from its origin on the Royal Mountain Chain, Damascus was a town of little worldly significance. It was, however, the home of one Eliezer Horatio Webber, the Kingsmen Ambassador who had left his property in the care of his friend, Ignatius Eldstrom, a kindhearted emigrant from Euphess who was, also, a skilled metal worker and devoted Kingsmen.