Kane And Abel Novel Novels & Stories

The Kane sisters had fully embraced the abyss. And the world’s hunger showed no signs of ending.

He shrugged, facing away from Zadkiel and busied himself in making his bed. “Yeah. Sure.” Zadkiel said, still smiling at him. “Look all I’m saying is that we know how it happens. We grow up. They fucking get us married to a girl from the other girls’ orphanage whom we had never seen before in our life and then kick us out in the world to make our own life. I’m just saying you have a chance to get out of here.” Abel tried to make Zadkiel understand. “I’m not gonna live that long, Abel. Doesn’t matter.” Zadkiel said, sitting back on his bed and Abel sat on his own, facing Zadkiel.

Kade POV "He went after her." Abel said it like he was still processing it. Which he probably was. We both were. "He went after her," he said again. Looking at the road ahead. "Nero. The Dark Alpha. Beast Slayer. Rode four hours alone too get his wife back from another Alpha's territory." "Yes." "And he couldn't just. Wait." "Clearly not." Abel was quiet for a moment. "Good," he said finally. Quieter. "It's about time."

It could prove bad for his reputation. Abel came to see Madeline the next day and Madeline felt like her head was all over the place. She tried taking some painkillers to fall asleep but even the very sight of Kane coming into her dreams was enough to keep her away all night. She couldn't stop thinking of how Kane would want her back. She didn't love him anymore. Not this new Kane who was selfish and without a heart to use his own child. Madeline shooked her head and smiled seeing Abel so concerned about her. He was holding her hand as they both sat in the sofa in the living area.

Kane leaned back in his chair, the city stretching endlessly beyond the glass. His thoughts drifted to Mona. The way she blushed under his touch. The way she kissed him back. The way she looked at him without fear. She had said yes. And Kane did not take that lightly. He would take care of her. He would make her feel safe. Make her trust him enough to tell him about the nightmares he knew she carried. Because he understood something most people never did. Some scars never fade. And some demons never stop chasing.

His lips press into a flat line and I wonder what level of hell I inadvertently stumbled upon. Back on the bus, Gabe lounges on the couch. “So, it’s complicated?” “Very.” I agree. Abel sneers, shooting Gabe a look of warning. “Don’t be fooled by his act. He only wants to get in your pants.” I put my hands on my hips. “My pants. My business.” “I beg to differ. You have my last name. Hence, your pants are my business.” “You actually married this guy?” Raze snorts through his laughter. “Didn’t you have any better prospects?”

The skin across the knuckles is heavily scarred. Kane. My perspective is completely locked behind his eyes. I am trapped inside the immense, suffocating weight of his muscles, feeling the coiled power of an Alpha wolf ready to snap. Kane sits down heavily on the cold stone porch of the pack house, staring into the dark tree line. He is bleeding out emotionally. I feel his phantom thoughts crashing into my brain like waves, echoing with a devastating finality. " Fifteen years of war. Fifteen years of waiting. And my reward is a boy who looks at me like I am a death sentence. I will tear my own soul apart before I beg. "

“I’m pretty sure this is what Abel has always wanted to do, he loves connecting with people but to a certain extent, he’s a pretty closed off guy if you try and get to know him further, he doesn’t trust easy I suppose.” “Why is that?” “It isn’t really my story to tell, but Abel wasn’t born here. Most people assume because he has slightly darker skin than most that he is either Native-American or African American with mixed parents, but his family actually comes from Cairo, Egypt.” That was Noel’s first assumption when she saw Abel’s handsome dark features and his thick dark hair that makes even her jealous with how thick and dense her own hair is. Harken himself has naturally tanned skin, al

Annabel sidestepped, her claws raking his back as he stumbled past. “You’re desperate,” she said. “And it’s making you sloppy.” The pack watched in stunned silence as Annabel dominated the fight. Kane’s initial confidence had eroded, replaced by frustration and fatigue. In one final clash, Annabel dodged his wild swing, sweeping his legs out from under him. She pinned him to the ground, her claws pressed against his throat. “Yield,” she commanded. Kane snarled but didn’t move. His pride kept him silent.

I saw the astonishment in Annalise's eyes as she asked, “What are their names?” “This is Killian, and this is Kai.” I pointed at them one after the other. “They're so tiny and so beautiful.” Jada muttered in amazement. “Yes, they're.” I beamed. Everything had returned to normal, except this was the dawn of a new beginning. Wolf bloods and hounds. There was more to their story. That was certain. I had to uncover the truth, so I'd be willing to figure out a way to help them break the curse that had taunted them for ages.