Novel & Cerita Kane Martin

Kane tilted his head as amusement and lust lit up his eyes. “I can’t wait to find out what other kinks you have.” He growled in her ear as he moved his finger inside of her. “For now though I’m going to take care of this needy little cunt.” Bridgette was panting and moaning underneath him. Her juices were dripping out of her as he pressed another finger inside her warm wet hole. He had her so turned on and wound up she was afraid that she was going to combust. “So tight and warm.” Kane groaned. “I can’t wait to sink into you, Margo. Such a good little girl.” He growled, thrusting his fingers into her.

Colt, one of my many bodyguards, was pacing the ground, trying to be covert. Mariano just wouldn't let me be, would he? I laid back down on my bed and played music on my phone. Over Taylor Swift's singing, there was the sound of beating on the main door. I heard Aiden open up, and there was the sound of a fist hitting a jaw. And then again, and again, and again. Shit. I rushed outside and saw Aiden deliver a punch to Mariano's gut. "Stop!" I yelled. Mariano turned sharply to look at me. Our eyes met, and I felt something break inside of me. I looked at his feet, unable to meet his gaze.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

Madam Katie was ready to go for Claire’s event, she was not in the mood to attend but seeing what Carina had already set in place, she knew that Claire would not be in her right state of mind and she wanted to witness that too, Madam Katie was getting ready when her eyes caught Martin and Carina outside the windows, She watched them as they chat, She didn’t know how to describe the energy they had, it was something she couldn’t wrap her head around, Martins wasn’t the one to do anything for any woman, he was cold-hearted around women and he only dated for the fun of it or whenever he wanted to charm the girl into making her family do business with him, it was safe to say that martins had nev

His lieutenants stood in a semicircle around him, silent, waiting. Kane’s eyes burned with fury. The loss of Silverline Freight still gnawed at him like an open wound. The embarrassment of being outmaneuvered by some upstart university brat was intolerable. “Ethan Cross,” Kane growled, spitting the name like venom. “He thinks he’s clever. Thinks he can play in my world. He doesn’t realize I am this world.” The men shifted uncomfortably. Only Marcus Dale held his ground, though his jaw was tight, his fists clenched at his sides.

The city blurred past the car like smudged neon eyeliner as Kai rested his forehead against the window, cold glass breathing back at him. He looked like someone whose soul had just gotten back from war and forgot its luggage. Martin drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, side-eyeing him every few seconds like Kai was a bomb with moods for wires. “Okay,” Martin finally said, voice slicing through the quiet. “You’re, uh… unusually silent today. Which, for you, is basically a red flag wrapped in fireworks.”

Kane Maddox stepped in. He was taller than Sebastian expected six-four, broad shoulders filling the doorway. Dark suit tailored to move in, not impress. Scars on his knuckles, faint line along his jaw. Hair cropped military-short, gray threading the temples. Thirty-eight, according to the file Marcus had forwarded. Ex-special forces. Private contractor. Perfect record. Kane's eyes swept the room exits, windows, furniture placement before landing on Sebastian. Not admiration. Not fear. Assessment. Like he was cataloging weak points.

EMILIA POV The front door burst open before Marco could argue further. Five men in Crimson Reapers colors strutted in like they owned the place. I recognized their president immediately Victor "Viper" Kane, a man whose reputation for cruelty was legendary even by MC standards. Kane was tall and lean, with pale eyes and graying hair slicked back from his angular face. Expensive suit instead of leather, but the gun under his jacket was visible to anyone who knew how to look.

“Then add that Carissa suddenly went missing around the same time, and how hard you were all deflecting, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out who your rejected mate was. You were a fool, Ryan. You're only now realizing it, yet, still too afraid to admit it out loud.” “I didn’t come here to be berated. I came for advice.” “Boy, there isn’t enough advice in this world to get you out of your mess. Have you put a pup in Brittany yet?” Kane shook his head at the sight of his disappointing son looking away, and he, in turn, looked out the small window of his cell. “I heard about Matthew being marked by the Goddess at the last rite ceremony.” Kane suddenly said. “I still haven’t seen it

I look away as Kane opens one, holding the paper in front of him. “This one is a birth certificate,” he says, looking it over. “It says he has another child.” My mouth opens, but honestly, I’m not shocked. Not with the way he cheated on Bianca. “Who was the mom?” I ask and Kane sighs. “Katrina….” I gasp, that actually shocking me, “What’s the pup’s name?” “It’s Evan Kindle.” Kane says, looking at me. I think back, but I don’t know anyone by the name in our pack, “I’ve never heard of him,” I admit.