Kaz Brekker Novels & Stories

June Hall’s POV “Good morning Winster county. Welcome to another episode of Winster county with Miss June Hall. Today, I have a very special guest in the studio: Kate Zainab Omar, the face of the heroes of justice maiden magazine. Kate how have you been?” Kate’s POV “I have been doing great, thank you for having me.” “You know since you came back, people have been speculating or even asking what your next move will be after the blockbuster speech during Sheriff Morgan Wilson’s memorial. What is your answer?” June Hall’s POV

Right when I needed it. “So you are saying you both are not aggressively fucking in her clubhouse little cottage in the woods??” He raised his right eyebrows so high they almost touched his hairline. “Yes, Ant. I’m not doing the nasty with her. That’s low-grade work. I am not that messy.” He just hummed in return. “Well, my eyes are on you, man. I need details of your next which reminds me, how’s the new breeder?” “She is who you should have been asking about all this time and not Cassie. You got your head in the wrong bucket.” I dashed him across the chest with a backhand. It was meant to be playful but he was howling in pain seconds later.

KASEY "Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the professional surf games today. We have the talented Kasey James from Hawaii, accompanied by his friends Korey and Gage. Kasey has proven to be one of the most skilled surfers this year, surpassing even Axel himself, in my opinion. Pat." “What are you talking about, Bob? That guy is the weakest link out there. You know Korey and Gage will outshine him just like they do every year. They only hang out with him out of pity for his lackluster performance."

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

It was always through that lens that Kaz Brzezinski operated. His last request was for me to find Lillianna and keep Rei safe at all costs. I would do that for my dear friend and Xavier. I prayed that he had been able to reach Aamon and that Kaz’s men got him to the hospital on time. Lillianna was more dangerous than we’d given her credit for, and our lack of awareness may have cost the life of a great man.

Jesus what am I doing? "These are my favorites," Brodi said hurriedly, pushing the cracker into her open mouth. He couldn't let her touch him, not yet. Faen! And it was making him crazy! "Kelda makes them herself. Much better than anything in the stores." "Mmmmm…" Liv nodded as she chewed. It was a really good cracker, but he must have thought she was a psycho. She tried to cover her lack of control and forked more food onto her plate.

Skyren said, his eyes settling on Jackson and me briefly. "Right, and you are?" She asked the next man. He was shorter than the other three men. He had jet-black hair and looked to be Asian if I'm not mistaken. "This is Kazu," Skyren introduced the guy who didn't seem to bother with the formalities. "This is Jamie." He pointed at the blonde with bright forest green eyes, who nodded in greeting. "And Inga," he pointed at the last guy with bronze skin that shone under the sun. He had short locs that fell to his eyes. He's the only one that offered an easy smile.

I watch every move, my jaw tight. Elena and Vanessa must have followed me, because their perfume cuts through the antiseptic smell. Vanessa leans on the doorframe, her voice smooth, too casual for the moment. “You’re shaking, Kael.” I don’t look at her. “Get out.” She tuts softly, stepping inside anyway. “She’s just a breeder. You’ve never cared this much before.” That word, breeder, hits my spine like ice. I turn my head slowly, meeting her gaze with the kind of look that makes most wolves take a step back. Vanessa doesn’t. She’s too used to getting away with things.

"Don't talk nonsense! I already know my real father, he's just a loser. We saw him every day when I was a kid." The caller burst out laughing. "He's not your father! He may be your mom's husband, but he's not your real father! Your father is the one who got your mom pregnant but didn't marry her. He is Karrel Kyne Wales, an Alpha, the first heir, who should lead Pack Kyne." The information shocked both of them. Especially Alpha Darren because his uncle was long gone from Pack Kyne, and had not even been mentioned, as if he did not exist.

It was built on favors, debts, and the understanding that when one of them called, the other listened. Enzo owed him one. Kane intended to collect. He pressed the call button. The phone rang twice. "Shawn." Enzo's deep voice came through. "Enzo."