Romans & histoires Kane Martin

“I don’t understand anything you’ve been saying. Who are you, really? And why are you helping me?” “You really want to know?” He asked, with this strange look in his eyes, almost like he was mocking me. “Yes,” I said and nodded. “I want to know.” He leaned back against the wall and crossed his arms. “Well, like, you know, I’m Killian. But what you don’t know is my full name—killian Kane. I’m the first son of the Kane’s family, the real heir to the Chitox company. I’m also Rowan’s elder brother.”

Kane corrected him, "Xander Zane is dead. He goes by Nathan Hart now. That's his only identity. Stop calling him Mr. Zane. Don't anger him again." Keith slapped himself. "Let me slap myself. I'll be careful in the future." Kane looked at Keith. "Are you about the same age as Xander?" Keith responded, "Yes." Kane sighed, "I wonder if he can be as energetic as you in the future." Keith said, "He can. He definitely can." Kane was not sure. "Can he?" He thought, 'I don't know if he can. But I can only do my best. Whether he can be energetic or not, it depends on fate.'

I instinctively looked down and that was when I saw it, a black crest stamped onto one of Father’s documents, a silver crown with the letter K beneath it, Kane. My heartbeat stumbled painfully, father slowly placed the document down onto the table. Then he spoke, “There’s something you need to hear.” The rain outside grew louder, my hands curled tightly beneath the table. Father folded his hands calmly, “You’re getting married to Matthew Kane.” There was silence, the entire world seemed to stop moving around me. I honestly thought I had heard him wrong, “What?” I whispered. Father’s expression didn’t change, “You heard me.” Matthew Kane, everybody in the city knew that name, the cold billion

It was Martin Luther King Day. Aperture threw a benefit concert in light of the holiday. It was all Jesse's idea. He had always been an advocate against racial discrimination. Even if he grew up spoilt rotten, he never turned out to be a mean kid - he was just lonely. And growing up without the presence or any semblance of family, he sought attention and companion from the house help instead. They were his family - just some of the very few of the people in his life that he really and truly cared for.

They kept it very secret. I was just about to say something when in walks Kane. I was surprised to see him. I thought he was still over in Italy visiting family. He is Darryn’s cousin and third in command. The three of us grew up together with his younger brother Marcus. After everyone is done greeting him, Davina updates us on what she has learned about Kaycie’s ex. Well, this guy sounds like a waste of space and a complete piece of shit. We know about his father’s gang and despise them. They are the lowest of the low.

Kane had been gone two whole years, travelling the world or some crap, we all knew it was a mate hunt really, at 21 he was still yet to find her. Kane and Kash were incredibly similar, so similar in fact that they'd often been mistaken for twins by anyone that didn't already know them. Both had fluffy caramel hair like Auntie Cece and dark brown eyes like Uncle Mac along with his fairly muscular form, yet stood a few inches taller at 6ft 7.

“Let me just do this one thing, and then I’m all yours.” “Dani, look at me,” he says softly, almost kindly, but it’s an order not a request, and she can’t stop herself from lifting her eyes to meet his. “I, Kane Madden, King of Felan, reject you Danika Monique Storm as my one true mate.” As soon as he says the words, he grunts loudly, his hand tightens around mine, and his lips pull downwards in an expression of sorrow. Can he feel it all over again? The pain of the bond breaking?

Mandy seemed to have heard her conversation with Marina just now and gave her a thumbs up with a look of satisfaction, "This Marina seems to be very hostile towards you. How did you offend her?" Sheila, "I don't know either." Marina probably doesn't know about her relationship with Killian yet. She really didn't know why she had to make things difficult for her at every turn. Mandy, "By the way, Kane is really your ex-boyfriend? Does he still want to get back together with you?" "I'm telling you, don't pay attention to him." "He's been around for so many years and he's still just a small assistant. He doesn't earn much and he thinks he's great just because he's handsome."

“My dear, Valerian sees you. More than he dares to admit. I’ve served in this household for years. I’ve seen the rage in his eyes during battle, the cruelty he shows to enemies, the indifference he carries like armor. But with you… he’s different. He’s softer. Quieter.” “Quieter is not the same as present,” Nivera said, bitterness rising in her voice. Martha offered a small, sympathetic smile. “He’s confused, Nivera. That man has built his life on losing people. You’re the one he didn’t expect.” “I shouldn’t have kissed him. I shouldn’t have confessed,” she whispered. “Now I’ve ruined everything.” “You spoke your truth,” Martha said firmly. “And there’s no shame in that. It takes courage to

To which she flaunted, always needing to say, "and I never had braces." As for Kane, he was an introvert. He could even be associated with being a bad boy, since his character was very reserved. He had friends, but his friend group was not very large, and he only spoke when he felt like it. He was mean to people he found no reason to be kind to, and the worse was that he knew nobody would say something to him since his size was definitely frightening. He was six foot three, with wide shoulders and a built physique, a lean stomach with a sharp jawline that many envied. He also had black curls, and wore rings on a few of his fingers, his right thumb needing to have one. His eyes were a dark na