Kane King Novels & Stories

He shakes his head and I turn back to watch the TV. "Before I set down as King, there is something that I'd like you all to know and consider. The only reason that I'm stepping down or being forced to step down rather is that my father will not accept that the love of my life is black, a beautiful, intelligent, independent, black woman and I love her. I love Penelope Anne Harding, I have never felt this deeply for anyone. My father would rather define her by her race than by her virtuous qualities, by her morals and values.

The king gasps. “The spitting image.” My mate professes. King Kellen manages to wipe the shocked look off his face, but his eyes stay trained on my son. “Hey buddy, do you know who I am?” He asks my son. Zane shakes his head. “I’m King Kellen Moon,” He holds his large hand out to my son who looks at him in awe but places his chubby little fingers in his and gives the king a good hard shake. Just like I taught him. “Do you mind if Beta Mike talks with your mommy? I would be happy to show you and your aunt the palace if that’s ok?”

Don't judge. The 'king' had lifted me up and sat me down on the water bed. I wiggled my bum and smiled lightly. The 'king' was kneeling in front of me inspecting my toe. It feels so good- the bed, of course. Duhh... I still wonder, though, why Kane and Kay called him 'king'. I mean, I'm pretty sure he isn't the king of America, 'cause we don't have a king. Smart, Kasey. Really smart. Maybe he's some kind of leader from a nerd group and they call him 'king'. And that explains the castle? Shit, no. You're right. I'm always right. Shut up, ho.

“Is it that bad?” Serenity nodded her head. “I get you, Serenity,” Kieran responded. “But the thing is that since I have come here, I left all the business up to Richard. I am poor now as well. I am relying on you to support me.” “Eh? Can’t you just go back to the pack? Since you are the Alpha, I am sure you will be able to take it all back,” Serenity encouraged. “But the thing is that I am taking my first break after so long. I am enjoying this and do not wish to go back to all the responsibilities,” Kieran expressed.

' Conri said. 'Look, that is his mate. The Moon Goddess paired them because that is his preference. Don't shame him for that!' I scolded. Just because he doesn't roll that way doesn't mean he has to act rude. While I was arguing with Conri, Adam called in his mate. "Keenan, this is Kevin." He pointed to a tall, dark-skinned, red head of a man standing beside making his 5' 8 self look small. "How ya doin'?" Kevin said as he bowed. His Irish accent thick as he talked.

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

He didn’t seem thrilled by Kane’s bold move of kissing his daughter’s hand, but as the seconds passed by, he looked both confused and surprised. Before the Sky Pride Alpha could say a word, Kane introduced himself. “My name is Kane Collins,” he said clearly and concisely. “Though I am only an adoptive son of the former king, I share his royal surname, the same as the current Alpha King’s. He and I are quite close, you see, so I believe I could be a suitable replacement for Silas.” He smiled at Kiara. “I would like the privilege to court dear Kiara. She has already stolen my heart. I would like the chance to earn her hand in marriage.”

I saw the anger in her eyes soften, just a little. On the third day, Vivra came. She wasn't alone. The Alpha King walked beside her, his face hard as stone. They stood in the doorway of my room. The King's eyes swept over me – the IV, the bandage, the gray skin – and his expression didn't change. "Kane," he said. "Come home." Kane didn't stand up. He didn't let go of my hand. "No," he said. The King's jaw tightened. "You have a bonding ceremony to prepare for. You have a mate who is carrying your child. You have responsibilities."

Anna chuckled and shook her head in agreement. The announcer cleared his throat and announced their arrival. " I give you House D'aramitz." Taking a deep breath, Belle and Anna walked through the door and headed to the throne to pay their respects. Jezzebelles breath caught in her throat. The King was not in his usual attire. Which was usually a black laced up cotton shirt. He was still wearing his usual breaches and riding boots but the shirt caught her attention big time. He was donning a beautiful Navy blue shirt that off set his eye's making them look dark and mysterious holding a beautiful blue fire to them. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows like he was over heated. He looked lik

“Eve.” The man’s eyes narrowed briefly, a smirk rising to his lips. “Evelina,” he purred, rolling my name around on his tongue as though he tasted it. “My name is Keane Hearne. My brothers and I run this institute.” “You—what?” I looked over at Kacey, hoping for an explanation, but she still seemed frozen on the spot. “We’re the bosses here,” he said. “But don’t worry, you’ll figure that out in no time.”