Is Killian's Folly A Real Book Novels & Stories

Even then, that was short. It didn’t stop them from having their first child, a son. “Killian, will you snap my dress up please?” Killian stalked up behind his mother. He was tall, ever the handsome young noble he would be. Unfortunately, that wasn’t what he craved. He had become deeply interested in the Death Flock, an assassin organization turned secret guard to the true royals that should have the crown.

Axel asked. “I told him I would come for him, and if he doesn’t want to end up like my brother did, he better see reason.” Killian had been gone five years now. His death had been shrouded in mystery. He’d gotten involved in the banking sector, not the banking system most people knew, but the corrupt one that no one knew about. Full of fraud, corruption, and scandal. The kind of shit that made major banks fail. I wasn’t sure what he’d done to get a hit put on him, but he’d obviously pissed off the wrong person. I didn’t have any leads and didn’t uncover any once I had the power of the Skull Kings in my grasp, so I’d gone to the Brotherhood directly. Most people wouldn’t challenge a group of

"You were scared she'd bleed out from a fall. But you weren't scared that I—your wife, with a raging fever and pneumonia—would freeze to death in a blizzard for the price of a hamburger?" Killian flinched. His face went dead pale. "You say the photos were fake. That you never touched her," I glared at him. "But you let her get close to you. You let her sleep in your bed and take those pictures. Yet as your wife, I wasn't even worth a hundred bucks for a warm winter coat!" "Don't act like some devoted saint, Killian." Every word cut deep. I ripped his disguise to shreds. "Your guilt for her was real, but so was your cruelty to me! Your excuses just make me sick."

"If you're worried about infection, go find the team's female medic. Why come to me? I'm the captain, not a doctor—and definitely not someone you can cling to whenever you feel like it." Eliza staggered from the force of it, her arm slamming into the doorframe. She stared at Alec in disbelief. "Captain Kessler, I only trust you—how could you treat me like this? You only ever have eyes for Iris—even back on campus. What's so great about her? She's cold as stone! What does she have that I don't?" "You don't come close. Not even the slightest." Alec's face was livid as he cut her off. "Go back to your room. Let it happen again, and you'll regret it."

While the young man Killian was very happy because of the visible reaction to the girl, he knew at first that she would not agree to have a fake marriage with him immediately but because he was smart he would use the secret that he learned about the girl in case she did not agree. Later Hailey looked at Killian. "Are you serious about what you're saying?" She asked the young man. "Do you think I am joking?" Killian replied. "Why me? There are so many women out there who want you and adore you. And yet you're choosing me a simple woman and not rich to be your wife, why me? And what if I don't agree?" Hailey asked seriously.

Reya The book Killian had brought me has remained on the table beside the bed, closed now but somehow still present in my thoughts. We had spent hours bent over it, tracing symbols and maps until the edges of the pages blurred, and by the time Killian finally insisted I sleep, my head was full of forgotten settlements, vanished children, and places so deep in the mountains even the Council had struggled to reach them.

He was the only one who could ever make me feel self conscious. "You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, little mate." His voice grew deeper with lust. Over the weeks I had grown used to Killian practically reading my mind, but sometimes he still managed to shock me. My face heated even more as he slipped my shorts off, and next my underwear. "I like these." Killian stated, holding up the black lace panties I had been wearing. I tried to stifle my excitement at his words, but I'm sure he could smell exactly how he made me feel.

One eye was swollen, and her vision was blurry. Still, she reached forward, her good arm clawing at the ground, trying to get some distance in. It was of no use. Killian stalked forward. He could feel the energy of the book sinking into him the further he walked, and soon enough, he found himself standing in front of a small vault chamber. The book hovered in a magic field of shimmering blue light, gently shaking. As Killian stood in front of the book and reached out to hold it, he could feel the magic in him increase... pulsing and boiling.

Pacing about in Davies' study with my hands resting on my waist, I couldn’t stop thinking of how Killian suddenly appeared. “Is he a spirit or what?” I huffed, rolling my eyes. “I was certain I checked everywhere thoroughly. How come I didn't see him?” I kept thinking about this for a while until my eyes fell on a shelf which held tons of books that looked historical. Curious of the content of the books, I pulled out a chair and then stood on it. One after the other, I pulled out a book and after flipping through it for a while I replaced it and then reached out for another one.

Felza laughed out loud, “What a surprise? Most people hate books like this. What's your favorite?” I pressed my lips together, avoiding her gaze, “Well, the one you're reading right now.” I lied again, thinking of the next words to say, “I don't really have a favorite, but I enjoyed that book while reading.” “Killian is my favorite character.” She smiled, placing the book on the table, “It's like only I could understand what he's been passing through. I like his interaction with glydon, and the fact that it was a college romance made it even better.”