Kankri X Cronus Novels & Stories

Good. “Names,” Viktor ordered. The first to step forward was a tall brunette with a scar across her cheek like she’d survived a bomb. She wore black cargo pants and combat boots like she meant business. “Kira,” she said in a flat voice. “Explosives. Don’t get in my fucking way.” I raised an eyebrow. “Try not to blow yourself up, and we’ll get along just fine.” She didn’t react. Ice cold. Next was a blonde with ceand ekbones sharp enough to cut glass and dark lipstick that screamed trouble. She looked like she enjoyed pain, mostly giving it.

“If she doesn’t become crippled, she’ll threaten Serina’s position as the first female Gamma of the pack. “It’s fine if she becomes crippled. I’ll just take care of her.” Alaric spoke in a calm and callous manner. Then, he added, “I intend to hand over some pack affairs to Serina. We practically watched her grow up. I can rest easy putting things in her hands.” Serina was Alaric’s step-sister and they shared no blood relation whatsoever. Alaric always said that he saw her as his sister and nothing else. I didn’t expect them to attack me for the sake of letting her emerge as the victor.

, Kavinsky shouted as he took the stairs coming down from his room. Mrs. Mark ran out of the kitchen quickly with a blue apron around her neck. "What is it, honey?", she asked standing at the bottom of the stairs "Believe me when I tell you that these stairs are cursed, I almost fell just now", Kavinsky complained coming down the stairs Kavinsky sat on one of the chairs in the sitting room and grabbed the TV remote. He scanned through all the channels and it all seemed boring to him. "Is your ankle okay? Did you sprain it?", Mrs. Mark asked out of concern

One of the sad perks to being a werewolf was we could hardly get drunk well except with the help of a little potions and magic. I stood up and went straight to get another candrink from the cooler, I think I earned it, wouldn't you agree? I meet Krys, getting a drink. She hands me a drink too and I whisper a thanks. "So, is there anything serious going on between you and Lorenzo?" I ask Krys as we stand beside the drinks cooler. "No, ew. Something between me and that freak, not a chance in bloody hell. And Kaden would kill him before he lets that happen. Between Lorenzo and I is just purely sexual attraction, nothing more." Krys clarifies that for me.

No one paid any attention to her and the deadlock of stares continued. “I will choose the woman that I want for the pack at my own time and discretion. The pack has prospered so far without one. And your attitude towards me is upsetting the delicate balance." “The pack must have a Luna!" Kane roared at me and I stood up and chuckled. I could feel his nerves fraying. He was losing his composure. “Yes, yes. I heard you the first time, Counselor. But there are prosperous packs that don't have one and I doubt that their council is breathing down their necks like this."

Entering into the Coven leader’s chambers, Allen became shocked as he took in the scene. Although, suspecting the situation to be unpleasant based off of Rika’s explanation. Allen was not quite prepared for the reality of finding Chiri Krane looking like a discarded doll beside possibly one of the most petrify vampires he had ever encountered.

he asks, his voice a whisper of dread. “We have to find her before she hurts herself or anyone else,” I say, the weight of my next words heavy on my heart. “We need to save her, Orion, from herself and from this curse. I’ll have to … Fuck, it’s a good thing I’m on speaking terms with Creed Volkov, because I’m going to need the help of his pack witch for this.” Orion sits down in the chair behind him and draws his hand to his mouth, shocked. “It was her all along? Fuck, Nero… Osiris must have figured it out.”

His mother was an attractive woman, but the current financial crisis and stress had made her sullen. Creed's mother, Anna Wilson, was a reputed soldier of the glitch in the past. Anna had opened her solar plexus chakra flow. However, she fell in love and married Hank Gryffon, who was the owner and an instructor of a training facility named 'Rudra Arsenal' on Zerg.

Without a choice, Cranos could only mobilize his internal energy to suppress the poison in her body. As of now, Cranos had once again helped Morticia to suppress the poison in her body. When it was over, Cranos was sweating all over his head and his face showed how tired he was. The Blood Spirit Pill was a very domineering poison. It cost a lot of internal energy to suppress. Even an elite like Cranos could not put up with constantly using his internal energy. However, in order to save Morticia's life, Cranos knew he must use whatever means.

“A vampire? A werewolf? Some kind of—?” “I’m not human,” Cris interrupted, voice low and calm. He stepped closer. Slowly. “I was born cursed. I’m faster, stronger, harder to kill. I live with… urges I have to fight every single day. And I have to drink blood sometimes to stay balanced.” Ken’s face fell. Cris hated the look in his eyes—fear, betrayal, wonder, and disgust all at once. “But you’re not evil,” Ken whispered. Cris didn’t answer.