Kane & Abel Novels & Stories

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

Now with the addition and expansion we are the largest pack in the world, and by the end of the month we will have gained a foothold in the Lycan Kingdom. I am 25 almost 26 years old, and I have eight mates, five sons, and one of my mates is a vampire. Yes, you read that correctly, I have eight mates: Osiris, Evander, Andrew, Benji, Kane, Dante, Declan, and Reilly. Kane is an original vampire, created by God for his bad deeds done by him, to his brother Abel. Kane is one of my four Guardians. Benji is the current but unofficial Alpha King of North America.

“I am Andrew Sandolf, born of Far-Side Moon Pack, son of Alpha Kordell, triplet brother number three.” “I am Benjamin Royal, born of the Royal Pack, son of Alpha George of the Crescent Blue Moon Pack, Grandson of King Casimir and I am the current Alpha King.” You could hear the crowd gasp in shock and awe, followed by some light chit-chat. Next was Kane. I couldn’t wait to hear the crowd response to a vampire. “I am Kane, no last name. I am born of Adam and Eve and cursed by God for killing my brother Abel for rejecting my offering. I am a pure blood original vampire.”

Carter looks like he might just faint. “I just don’t like strangers,” Kane mutters, his eyes locked on me as though he can wish me away. “Especially pretenders.” “Come on, Kane.” Eric grunts, then makes an apologetic face. Unfortunately, I already don’t feel like being here anymore. We got what we came for. A bit of information. Maybe we can come back another time. Preferably when asshole fuckface isn’t here. “Don’t tell me you don’t see it?” Kane points at Messiah. “She’s a Trojan.” He glares at me. “Which means she’s a fucking Trojan.”

The beam of his flashlight had landed on something buried beneath mud and weeds. A gravestone. Half-hidden. Weathered. Forgotten. Celine approached slowly. Her stomach tightening. The guard wiped away years of dirt. Words emerged. Names. Dates. An inscription. And suddenly nobody was breathing anymore. Because the gravestone didn't belong to Sebastian Wolfe. Or Victor Kane. It belonged to someone else. Someone whose name made Adrian physically stagger backward. Someone he clearly recognized. Someone Celine had never heard of. ELIAS KANE. Beloved Son. 1998–2006.

I need to see her. I'm outside - Kane I send the text and wait. The minutes tick by and my heart hurts. I don't want to see you - Shalom Is her reply after five long minutes. I know baby. I need to see you - Kane I send the reply and wit one more time. No - Shalom Is her reply and my heart sinks. I know you're mad at me. But I really need to see you. I need to see Rene. Please. - Kane I hit send and the minutes passed by. From five to ten and then I wait for ten more minutes.

It's fairly obvious he's going to be Abaddon's Beta, they've been inseparable for as long as I can remember and so he'll need a mate that wants to stay here too. I'm pretty sure Ana has a crush on him, even if she won't admit it. Just like Abaddon and Levi, Gene has girls throwing themselves at him and Ana believes in true love, she wants to be the one, not one of many. So, even though she ogles him shamelessly when she thinks I can't see her, the only way she'd be with him is if he never touched another girl again. I'm not sure he'll do that until he finds his mate.

Jane immediately snorts, “He is my baby! I have to know where he is!” Caleb tilts his head as a frown appears on his face while he grabs some more bacon from the plate in the middle of the table. “Dad, I just don’t understand. Why did Kane run away? Granted, his life isn’t like mine, but I’m the pack’s next Beta. He is only an omega. However, I think his life is good. If he is having problems with something, he should let me know. I would have fixed it.”

Amelia’s POV Finally, it was the day of the competition. Zane and I had worked our butts off in the previous two days to prepare for today. We were going to perform ‘Senorita by Shawn Medes and Camilla Cabello’ and I was sweating profusely as we drove through the Ark Town and headed towards New Bryxton Town for the competition.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.