Kaya Rose Scodelario-davis Novels & Stories

“Remember the agreement. You can’t tell anyone. Or else we’ll hunt you down.” He smirked. “Your warning doesn’t sound very convincing, Mrs. Dawson. But the Black Rose never breaks its contract terms.” His smirk faded and there was a serious look on his face. “That’s good to hear. Because what you are going to see now is beyond your comprehension.” Ray stated, and walked inside. Scar and I followed. Once Scar’s eyes laid on the bed, his brows shot up. “What in the world…” He stared at Darius’s body. He whipped his head at Ray, shock evident on his face. “What is this?” **************************

If Cayden and I had just stopped in to say hi, she would have come and given me a hug, but much like my father, she differentiates between her daughter Scarlett and her Alpha Scarlett. “Alpha Scarlett, Beta Cayden. Is everything okay?” She asks, her big green eyes wide with concern and her chocolate brown hair still slightly damp from a shower. It’s like looking into a mirror and seeing my future self. And I’ll tell you, I could do a lot worse. My mother still turns heads and is still a beast on the sparring fields. I’ve never seen her in an actual battle, but I have no doubt she can still kickass.

Bianca said to Davis as soon as she arrived at the venue and settled down. “Thanks for coming, Bianca.” Davis thanked Bianca as soon as he saw her. Davis was always known as a very straightforward person, he was not going to bite around for any reason. He went straight to the point. “Please the main reason why I called you out was because I want to plead with you to help me beg Kassady. I know I offended her but I am willing to pay any price as long as she forgives me but if she continues to stay in your place she won’t consider me. Please put in some good words for me. I want you to help me plead with her, I swear I am sorry for everything.” Davis pleaded with Bianca.

Urias’s expression was dark as he chimed in, “I can't believe that he had the nerve to control a pretty young lady with hypnosis. Does he not know that it's forbidden?” Cayden gritted his teeth and added, “He’s wicked. He deserved to be punished!” Meanwhile, on the street outside… “Thank you for saving my life. I’m Wanda. What’s your name?” It was only then that Kayson discovered her name. “I’m Kayson.” Wanda froze. “What did you say?” Kayson replied flatly, “My name is Kayson Yarde.” Wanda was dumbfounded. ‘He’s Kayson Yarde? He has the same name as the guy that Sadie told me about! But this guy is a highly skilled fighter.’

Kane stood beside his sleek black McLaren, exhaling a cloud of smoke as he flicked his cigar to the ground, crushing it beneath his boot. The night was thick with tension, but it wasn't from the fight. It was from the blonde currently kneeling in front of him, her hands resting on his thighs as she worked him over with practiced ease. He should have been feeling something. Pleasure. Satisfaction. A hint of release. But instead, he felt nothing. Her mouth was warm, wet, eager—but there was no fire in it. No spark. No real connection. Just another woman desperate to say she had been with Kane Shawn. The underground champion. The undefeated god of the ring.

“Just Rosa. She doesn’t need a last name. She’s a storm.” Kane’s POV Rosa’s going to screw this up. I feel it in my bones. She’s too giddy. Too reckless. She thinks pain is a toy. But pain is sacred. You have to wield it precisely. Otherwise, it backfires. She wants Daisy destroyed. But I’ve been watching Daisy too. And there’s something in her that doesn’t break easily. Some steel you don’t see until you strike it. She’s not going to beg. She’s going to hunt.

I see Kaya again, in my vision, still young, sunlight hitting her hair, holding those same colors of roses, smiling like the world has everything to offer her. I grip the counter, forcing myself to breathe. The florist doesn’t notice, humming as she wraps the bouquet in gold paper. “Here you go,” she says, tying the ribbon with a bow. “For the lucky lady.” I thank her, hand over a few bills, and leave. The drive to the stadium feels longer than usual. I can’t shake the glitch, the vision, or the hollow ache that follows. When I reach the team building, I take the elevator straight to Kaya’s office. She’s not there. The room smells faintly like coffee and vanilla. Her jacket’s draped over the

The whole pack stood in the square, watching in silence. Kael stood outside the gates, his blue eyes burning into me. Damon stood at my side, his body tight with anger. I stepped forward, heart pounding. My voice came out stronger than I expected. “I am not a prize for either of you to fight over The crowd whispered. Cassandra’s face twisted with hate. I looked straight at Damon first. “You rejected me on my birthday. You slept with her,” I point at Cassandra, “then threw me into the woods to die. Now you want me back because I returned with power?”

He paused, lifting his goblet to his lips, then added with a smirk, “And when this is over, Crescent Moon will kneel… and Alpha Stefan’s precious daughter—Rose—will be mine. As my mate. Or my slave. I haven’t decided yet.” Kavian’s blood chilled. His fists clenched at his sides, and for a brief moment, the mission, the Phoenix wolf, even his brothers—all of it faded behind the storm that surged within him. Something deep and primal stirred. Rose. He had known she was connected to all this, but to hear her name tossed so carelessly in a monster’s mouth—like a prize to be claimed—set something ablaze in him. Kavian didn’t move. He simply stood there, watching, burning the scene into memory. Hi

Vanilla was one of my favourite scents and I could not help but interrupt her turning to try and find the owner of that scent. My mystery guy had moved from the stairs so I could not see him anymore. Without putting too much more attention on him I really wanted to find the owner of the pine vanilla scent. The more I smelled it, the more I knew it had to be my mate. As I moved through the crowd the scent got stronger. I gasped as the mystery guy was walking in a direct line toward me with a smile on his face. As he got closer, the pine vanilla smell got stronger. Shelby quickly started yipping Mate! Mate! My excitement started to grow. He came to stand right in front of me smiling and