Kane Powers Novels & Stories

Nathan Cross? Adrian Kane? or her own?

Kane said if there was something they could do to help us in anyway, they would have done it by now. But because no one knows about them or what they are there for, he does not care about them as well or learning anything about their existence and the source of their powers. But I am intrigued by all of it. I want to know everything there is to know about them. But Kane said I can only do what I please when I give birth to his pup then I can do whatever I want. We are having breakfast in silence because I am still angry with him for telling me what to do. I know I am pregnant, but I can still do things, but he refuses to listen to reason.

Kane rose slowly, approaching Mark with a predator’s calm. “You know what Peter cares about most?” Mark grimaced. “His power?” Kane shook his head. “His woman.” Mark stilled. Kane’s smirk deepened. “You take down a king, by touching what he protects.” A dark pulse of satisfaction crossed Mark’s face. He hated himself for it, but the feeling was stronger than guilt. “Karen,” Mark whispered. “Karen,” Kane confirmed. Mark’s hands curled into fists. “Don’t kill her,” Mark said quickly.

Kane let out a roar of defiance. Silver exploded from him, a wild, blinding storm of light and darkness, the duality of Moonborn and Forsaken bloodlines igniting inside him at once. Tendrils lashed at him—burned and recoiled. The power inside him began to coalesce, no longer wild, no longer just inherited. His power. His choice. “I’m not your puppet,” Kane hissed, taking a step forward. “I’m not anyone’s vessel.” Kieran’s tendrils shrieked as they lunged—but Jane appeared beside him, her voice shaking the very wind.

Me. Smirking. Head high. Black blazer open over a white silk camisole, hand on my waist where the six-weeks-postpartum softness still lingers. Alexander behind me, hand on my hip, chin on my shoulder, eyes on me like I’m the only thing in the world. The headline in bold white: “The Most Powerful Couple in America” Livia Kane, CEO of the new Kane-Harper empire, smirking on the cover with her husband’s hand on her six-weeks-postpartum waist.

“Good actor. Not a draw.” “So?” Voss pressed. Adrian tapped the table once, decisive. “We gamble on Kane. Her last film crossed a billion despite the chaos. Chase knows how to handle difficult personalities—he’s survived worse. We need the headlines Kane brings.” Voss scribbled furiously, muttering, “Gamble on Kane. Got it.” Then he hesitated, glancing up. “And if Kane flames out?” Adrian’s lips curved into a humorless smile. “Then we replace her mid-shoot and spin the narrative. She‘a not the only A-list actress in the market now is she.

Draven POV “I’m afraid I can’t do that, Luna.” Kane said, his face hardening. “And I don’t believe you have the authority to command such a thing. Even if you’re the Luna queen. I cannot kill a core member of my pack over something as trivial as this.” “How irritating,” Elena said slowly, as Kane looked away, “I’ve seen shameless people but you really take the cake. How do you manage to be so…” She looked at him from top to bottom, “so hopelessly disgusting? Is it something you had to learn or were you born this way?”

" Together. However, you must tell me everything you know, including the rogues, Sophia, and anything else you may have been concealing. I paused. "I don't know much, but... I experienced a sense of awakening when I battled those outlaws. The power seemed to have been waiting for the ideal time. Kane looked at me, his face unreadable. He sighed at last. "We'll look for solutions. However, your power could be the only thing that can save us. His remarks struck a deep chord with me. There was no going back now, yet the burden was enormous. The day flew by with quiet chatter and cleanup activities. Kane stayed in the middle of everything, leading the pack's comeback. As I watched him bear the b

I said, lifting a hand. His eyes flicked over my camp with open interest, no judgment, no fear. Just approval. Who was this man? He introduced himself as Kane and went ahead to say, “You’ve done well,” I didn’t bother asking how he knew who I was. “Speak your purpose,” I replied. He smiled, no, it was a low smirk. A dangerous one.. “I want the palace to burn.” I laughed out loud, “Join the line,” I said. “Take a number.”

My light flickered, then dimmed, shrinking back into me like a frightened animal. No. No, no, no….Why isn’t it listening to me? He leaned closer, his voice a dark whisper. “You cannot defeat me. Not yet. Your power bends to mine because it knows me.” I shivered. “Kane,” I said softly, unable to turn my head, “don’t attack him.” “No,” Kane breathed, stepping forward anyway. “I’m not letting him walk out of here with you.” “Kane—” “I refuse,” he growled. “You are not going anywhere with him. Over my dead body.”