Kate X Yelena Mga Nobela at Kwento

The contrast of her—soft, warm, and expressive—against the darkness of the underground fighting world made her look like something otherworldly. And for some goddamn reason, Kane liked hearing her talk. Which was new. He pulled off his hoodie, leaving him in his fitted white t-shirt. He heard her inhale sharply, her green eyes flickering to his exposed arms, where ink covered his skin. The dim lighting in the car made her red hair shine. He smirked as he started the car. "So, uhmm..." she cleared her throat, shifting in her seat. "How old are you?" Kane kept his eyes on the road. "Twenty-nine. You?"

"Please, don't do this." Xylia turned away from him, her face stern and unsmiling. "I, The Great Princess Xylia, reject Kyle Norman and Kayden Norman as my mates." As soon as the words were out of her mouth, the lycan brothers let out painful, gut-wrenching growls. They had the powers but it was not compared to their mate's...or now ex-mate's own. They would bear her own pain as well and for a bond that had been consummated, one could only pray the brothers didn't die.

As soon as he stepped into the penthouse, Ary opened the email fully and began reading: Elena Ava Nolan, born December 25, 1997 to Jon Patrick and Gina Marie Nolan, both of Essex, Massachusetts. Mother, deceased. Personal Details: - Age: 23 - Nationality: American - Marital Status: Married (Bradley “Brad” Hawkins) Residence and Employment: - Last confirmed residence: Shared condo with Bradley Hawkins in Lawrence, MA. - Last known employment: Junior Chef at Scavos Eatery, Essex, MA, from where she resigned, citing “personal reasons”

Elena The snow was thick beneath my boots, but I barely felt it. My legs moved on instinct, fueled by panic, by pain, by raw, unfiltered rage. Every branch that whipped my face reminded me—Kate was gone. Shot down by the very man who once pretended to be a benefactor. A mentor. A protector. Victor Thorne.

Back in the vehicle, I noticed him stealing glances at Kate, so I gave him a knowing look to halt his next move. Actually, from my experience as a detective, Kate looks different from whatever detective Vin said earlier in the morning. Something about her screams innocence and naivety. She’s indeed a beauty I said to myself… Emma must have been taken off his feet. Emma’s POV Kayla knows me very well, the look she gave me betrayed my thoughts. I have to really get back to my senses. The lady I just met few minutes ago is now controlling my mind without saying anything. “Emma you must be insane” I thought almost audibly.

Lena turned to watch her, curiosity flickering across her features. “This is her,” she murmured. “The Luna.” “Yes,” I said, instinctively stepping between them. Lena’s silver eyes sparkled with amusement. “Relax, Alpha. If I meant her harm, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.” Kate moved past me before I could stop her, extending her hand. “I’m Kate.” Lena didn’t shake it. Instead, she reached out and brushed her fingers against Kate’s wrist, skin to skin. Kate gasped. Her knees buckled slightly. I caught her before she could fall. She blinked, breathless. “That was… different.”

“Varce Bosta you-” While she was still talking, different guards stormed in with their leader. Katerina Ivok. Before Yelena’s guard would react, they had all been sent to the ground with bullets. Katerina looked nothing like the fighter from earlier that was hit as she stood tall. Yelena’s eyes grew wide with shock. Her men were down and she was all alone with Boris and Malcolm, who of course would get shot down if they dare move. It was incredible. “You!” She growled. She felt, what? Betrayed? The fuck? She really thought Katerina was still on her side? She wasn't informed?

Liz murmured, tearing my attention away from David's stern countenance. Her gaze shifted between Tyler and me, looking confused and bewildered. Tyler interjected, saving me from having to repeat the whole story again. “Kate is part of the Elysian Line. She has visions. I've seen it myself. It’s all true, I swear it. You can ask Shane too,” he added, probably hoping that it might help validate our story if we had a learned and respected scholar like Shane to back us up. His parents sat in mute shock, so Tyler took the opportunity to continue. “Kate found some old texts today that seem to indicate that these women were often forced into slavery, so... so I figured we needed to let you know. We

Finally on the day of her birthday, clocking the age of twenty one, it was time she acted. Yelena all dressed in black, pocket knives in her boot and a sheath strapped around her waist, containing a sharp katana sword. She walked briskly and fiercely to the Montgomery gate , promised her foster parents , the Fosters that she will come back alive, her step brothers wished her luck. At the gate, she had expertly slit the throats of the five guards unaware and they dropped dead immediately, just with the daggers in her grasp. Yelena strolled carefully inside the compound, Making sure to kill every guard she saw silently, making sure not to raise an alarm. She was like a thief in the night.