Kane Book Novels & Stories

I hated Kane Ravenwood before I ever spoke to him. The ruthless captain of the Ravens Hockey Team ruined my brother’s career and turned our family into campus gossip. Everyone worships him like a king, but I know the monster beneath the crown. Arrogant. Violent. Untouchable. So when he suddenly asks me to fake date him to save his reputation after a scandal, I should’ve said no. Instead, I made a deal with the devil. Now he’s everywhere. Touching me. Watching me. Controlling who talks to me. Calling me like he already owns me. The worst part? The fake relationship doesn’t feel fake anymore. Because behind his cruel smirk and bloodstained knuckles is a broken boy hid

Dante looked at me. "That's optimistic," he said. "Maybe," I said. "Or maybe it's accurate." He didn't argue it either way. Thursday morning Kane's two northern Alphas left for their own territories. The agreement was made, the filing was submitted, the political work was in motion. They had their own operations to return to. Kane stayed one more day. He found me in the estate library in the afternoon. Came in without announcement and sat in the chair across from mine and looked at the bookshelves for a moment the way people looked at things when they had something to say and were deciding how to begin.

He leaned against the island, scrolling encrypted emails on his phone. The front door clicked open. Sebastian's head snapped up. Kane stepped inside without knocking. Same dark suit, fresh shirt, no tie yet. Hair still damp from a shower somewhere probably the building's security floor. He carried a black duffel slung over one shoulder. "You don't knock?" Sebastian asked, voice flat. "You don't lock your bedroom door at night." Kane set the bag down. "Even trade." Sebastian's grip tightened on the mug. "I lock everything that matters."

She looked at him, panicked. Kane’s strong jaw clenched, but his piercing hazel eyes remained steady and in control. He quickly buttoned his shirt, ran a hand through his tousled dark hair, and wiped the desk surface with a tissue . In a low, commanding whisper, he said, “Behind the bookshelf. Now. Not a sound, baby.” Lila nodded frantically and slipped into the corner, heart pounding so loudly she feared it would give her away. Kane took a deep breath, composed his face into that familiar mask of authoritative calm, and opened the door.

Kita says, flicking her large eyes up at the man who has this sexy, mischievous grin on his face. "Yes, he's a good friend and a significant person to me. What happened to his reservations?" "Mr. Kane, we don't have reservations for him. I have checked and triple-checked, and I'm coming up with nothing." "Alright, is the presidential suite booked?" "I’m certain it is, but I’ll check again for you, Mr. Kane.” At the same time, the young lady was typing on the computer. I wanted to jump up and down. I had pulled off a Kenneth Cole move successfully! Then I listened intently as the young lady started talking to her boss again.

While he moved his hand in a circular motion to mask her scent and hide her presence. "Alpha, there is a passing pack. They are seeking shelter until the morning." Kane nodded at the female that was talking to him. “Give me a minute." Kane crossed his office back to Hayley. "And not to mention that we have to be hiding this from everyone.'' Hayley didn't meet his eyes. "You understand why." Kane pulled two books off the shelf, handing them to Hayley. "These two books have some information on the Timber wolves, it's not much, but it's still an interesting read."

“What did she give you?” Nate reaches into his coat and places two things on the table: 1) A name, written in Mary’s neat hand on a scrap of paper. 2) A meeting location, coded like a casual dinner invitation. Nate taps the name once. “Rowan Kane,” he says. “That’s the Rogue King’s real name. Initials match the note. R.K.” My stomach twists violently at hearing it spoken out loud. Rowan. Kane. A name that sounds like polished charm… and a knife. Nate taps the second paper.

she said. Kane sighed. “It was different for your father. He gave up his job, anyway. He wanted nothing to do with it. Come on, I want to show you something.” He bent over the chest in the corner and popped it open. There was a book on top, her father’s. He opened the book to the very last written page and pointed at the line of names at the bottom. “See anything familiar?”

It accentuates my baby bump. “Damn little sprite, you look amazing,” Kaden says. I was not expecting him to be here when I walked out. I smile at him, and damn, he looks good. He wears a black suit and shirt with a blue tie that matches my dress. Damn, my man is built. I think he has even more muscle since he started working out at the same gym that Tianya and Kylynn train at. I am surprised that they haven’t opened their own gym yet. I know they have talked about it, but they haven’t. I am sure they will. Kaden walks over, slips his arm around my waist, and pulls me close. He presses his lips to mine, and I melt into him. I am positive that Nick’s new assistant has a thing for Ka

And when his house of cards fell, he blamed everyone but himself. I sit up, and Kane does as well. “I went to the library and read every book I could find on hybrids, and every story talks about terrifying monsters who only want carnage and destruction. What if the baby turns out like that?”