Kaa Vore Novels & Stories

Varein howls, the sound shattering branches from the trees. I stagger to my feet and join them. Kai is already there, Kaia too, her light flaring against Lyss’s darkness. The three of us; dark, light, and steel, strike in unison. My blade bites deep this time, Kai’s magic explodes in a burst of freezing wind, and Kaia’s light drives straight into Varein’s core. For a heartbeat, I think we might have him. Then his laughter rolls over us again. “You are fire and frost and fury,” he says, retreating into the shadows as if the world itself is letting him pass. “But you are not ready.”

" Wouldn't that mean that V1 and V2 aren't stable?" " I guess so... but maybe because of all the drama that's going on or that they are hiding it from her? Maybe that's why V0 doesn't do anything about it?" " Hmmm... So if V1 is sloth, V2 is lust, V4 is wrath, V5 is pride, V6 is gluttony and you are greed." " Which makes either V3 or Kaen envy. " " I can't see Kaen as the envy type. .. If you ask me, the way he acted when V1 piss him off was definitely a low level of wrath and he does come off as prideful once in a while." I pointed it out.

He was a lean, hungry-looking man with eyes like a vulture. "Kaelor," Voren drawled, leaning back. "I heard you picked up a new pet. I didn't realize you’d started collecting Vaelis trash." Kaelor’s chest surged. A low, wet growl started in the back of his throat—a sound no human should be able to make. The table groaned as he leaned his weight onto his palms. His eyes were shifting, the irises bleeding into a predatory, molten gold. "Watch your tongue, Voren," Kaelor hissed. "Or I’ll rip it out and feed it to the strays."

Everyone just chuckles at him like it’s normal for him to be in over his head while I am staring at Levi wondering why he hadn’t said a word this entire time. “I’m insanely bored, what do you guys do for fun around here?” I ask. “Well, did you guys hear about the party on 5th Avenue tonight?” Everyone nods. “We should hit it up.” “Ava, are you in?” Rhea asks me and they all turn their heads awaiting my reply. “Definitely.”

Sex was like Dog Chow for Levi, it could literally fill and shut him up. "Where's Isaac, anyway?" K asked both of them, removing her leather jacket and throwing it on top of the outdoor chaise longue beside them. She was already feeling warm enough with Jesse's arms around her - not to mention his lips on hers, it was really sending K on fire.

"For Ashwood!" Kael felt a flurry of pride. She is watching. She believes in me. Distracted by the thought, he was a fraction of a second too slow. Vorag’s elbow caught Kael in the temple. CRACK. Kael went down. The world spun. He tasted blood. He hit the dirt hard and his vision blurred. "Ha!" Vorag roared, raising his boot to stomp on Kael’s chest. "NO!" It wasn't Holly’s voice. It was a rough, angry, kitchen-born scream.

“I can. And I am done asking permission.” High Alpha Vorrek moved at last. He shifted with terrifying speed, his form larger than any wolf Lunaria had ever seen, muscles corded with brute strength and authority. Wherever he stepped, Council wolves rallied, their discipline tightening like chains snapping into place. Kael felt him instantly. He’s coming for you, Kael warned. “I know,” Lunaria replied, unafraid. Vorrek tore through the battlefield, tossing wolves aside until he stood before her, blood staining his muzzle. His eyes burned with cold fury.