John Wick Novels & Stories

By the way his smile slightly falters, me doesn’t seem to like that very much. “I’m Cian. You’ve surely heard of me before. I’m famous in your little mortal world. For all the wrong reasons, though,” he says delightedly. I frown. As far as I know, I’ve never heard of him. I can keep the bite out of my words. “You can’t be too famous if I don’t know you.” “But you do. See, I’m a Sin, and I know you’ve heard of those,” he tells me. He clearly takes pride in bragging about his tier as an immortal.

I noticed some of the onlookers had cringed at his tone, taking a few steps back as if they could escape his rage. "Is this true son?" Alpha George frowned, leaning down to get a good look at Jakes face. "I didn't do anything she didn't want." Jake spat, his eyes locked on my face. I noticed the blood running down his nose and wondered if that was Alpha Killian's doing. "It would serve you well to keep your mouth shut." Alpha Killian spat, his voice sounding like it's own weapon. "L-Let me deal with him." Alpha George spoke up, trying to sound like he had some shred of authority. It sounded like a pathetic imitation of Alpha Killian.

Am I afraid… fascinated… both? The stranger was slightly taller than Arga the fake O'Brien, and his face… I don't know what will I say. When I saw him, my mind suddenly focused on Kim Taehyung aka V BTS. However, at the same time, I know the man behind Arga is not V. One thing that makes the person different: there is a scar line on his cheek. “You're now grown become a big girl, huh?” said the stranger. His voice was heavy; really reminds me of V the C.G.V person.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

But no one dares to offend Kairo directly. "Don't you dare threaten me, John? You know Kairo wouldn't like it if anyone offends me like this" he snapped at John. John is a stout, tall, and muscular man. He evened out the invisible creases on his expensive suit. He chuckled with amusement at the empty threat delivered by Antonio. Even though John is into human trafficking, he has connections all over the world. He is powerful in his own right. He is more powerful than a few mafia dons, like Antonio.

she adds, making Dad and I chuckle. Alpha Alarick, or Ricky, as we all call him, has a big sweet tooth. He looks like he's always angry as fuck, and he's very serious all the time, but he's a nice guy. He takes his job very seriously and doesn't take a bull from anyone, but he's a sucker for sweet stuff. Don't be fooled by the appearance, everyone thinks he's a menace, and to most who dare to cross the line- he is. But not to us. To us, he's just Ricky. But...If you want to be on his good side, get him a sweet pastry and a good cup of freshly brewed coffee.

Cyrus took him to the car followed by Bright who took Win to home. Cyrus knew his men would tell everything to John in detail and he would visit him later... ***************** "I was 7 years old when i first met John Wick. Partial American Partial Thai". It was after 5 days of Nattasha gone. Five hell days. Win had not talked to anyone for three days. He had locked himself in his room. No food no nothing until Denzel begged him. He lost his daughter he couldn’t lose a son like brother in law. He lost all control saying sorry to Denzel and Cyrus. His guilt wasn’t letting him sit in peace. His heart was constantly blaming him. And he knew it. There could nothing

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

“We’re ready to go. I grabbed his wallet. That should have all his insurance information and everything in it, don’t you think?” J.J. cast me a dark dismissive glance before turning his attention to Wick. “What all did you do to try to wake him?” “Nudged him, shouted at him, sprinkled water in his face, ripped his blankets off him. You name it.” Ignoring me as if I hadn’t even spoken, J.J. got into Wick’s face, and called, “Hey, buddy.” His voice was loud and resounding. Then he shook Wick’s arm. “Wake up now. Don’t you dare fall into a coma, you hear me?”