Kaz Brekker Novels & Stories

The hangover mixed with my face hurting from all the blows from the jump in. Because I'm a sage in these streets, little bro. I am a fucking philosopher," Kaz whispered and smiled slightly. We made our way down to the reception area and Bammy was already there with the rest of the guys. He was chatting with Shadae and laughing loudly. When he saw us he stopped. "You guys had fun last night, yeah?" he grabbed me by my shoulder. "Yes, sir," I replied. "Good. Because, I have a job for later," he referred to Kaz.

“Exactly. Whoever he is, he’s careful. Whoever set this up knows how to erase footprints. This isn’t a random investor. He’s someone who knows how we operate. And he is someone who has a close eye within the council, if not elsewhere as well.” I leaned back, staring at the file, the blank paper that somehow weighed heavier than a full one. A clean ghost. That was worse than a known threat. “Keep looking,” I said finally. “If he’s not a D’Amaris, then I want to know who the hell he is. Find every Lorenzo you can linked to the western packs. Or anyone who’s used that name before. And if not Lorenzo, then trace D’Amaris. That surname came from somewhere. I want a trail, no matter how faint. And

< Zion > ‘’Yo, Zion! Your brother is here.’’ I looked up from the computer screen in the direction of the the voice. It was Kael, the computer wizard who helped to fix anything that was spoiled from the computers to the electricals. His body was a work of art, and I always mentioned that to him. There was a tattoo on every inch of his skin. My favourite was the snake coiled around his right bicep. He was in rehab, a former junkie, and this work was one of the things that gave him the drive to move on.

That was why he chose to do it the way that he did. “Damon knows what he is doing, and Damon is well aware of everything that he is playing with. However, it does not concern him. He does not even give a damn. He does not care.” I said, looking at Alpha Kael. “You know for a fact that he does not care about me.” “That is not true, Sienna.”

My voice cracked. Frustration. Fear. Everything spilling over. “I don’t know what I’m doing, okay?” I snapped. “I don’t know what this is, I don’t know why it’s happening, and I don’t know how to stop it!” The sparks flared again. Stronger. The bond tightened painfully. Kael inhaled sharply. “Focus on me,” he said. “Why does everything come back to you?” I shot back. “Because right now,” he said, stepping even closer, “I’m the only thing keeping you from losing control.”

The music started, and I smiled as I climbed into the cage, ready to go. This jerk is going to regret ever messing with Tyler and his friends. "Now, her competitor is not one of our fighters, but since our Cobra insisted, welcome, um," Jax looked over to the guy as he climbed into the cage. "Brandon." Tattoo/Brandon said. "Brandon!" Jax repeated over the microphone before exiting the cage. He turned once again to us.

(One month later…) (Caprice La Veure auction house, Battingham Kingdom) “I… Can’t believe that we are actually here in an auction house. Don’t you think it’s too sudden, Sire?” Miyu pouted as she tilted her head to the side to look at Kazal who was standing beside her. Because of his breed, Kazal is a bit shorter than an average demi human male. All of his vassals, except for Miyu and Rein who are a cait sith, are taller than him. Despite having great skills, Kazal couldn’t really change his height all he wanted, that is probably among one of his weakness too.

It breaks my heart a little more that Zander doesn’t want to share this with me. As I look around, my eyes collide with intense hazel ones, staring at me in disbelief. His scent engulfs meand it is suddenly harder to breathe. I fidget, a little uneasy with his gaze. I didn't realize he wouldn’t want me to be here. I at least thought he would be somewhat happy that I was here. I could feel Kia stirring. She is already ten times stronger than she had been all week, nearly back to her full strength.

I say, frowning at the look on his face. He takes a deep breath and crosses his arms. “Kazimir kidnapped Katherine and tortured her to the extent that the baby died. The council is dead; Ryker killed them all and the new guy gave Kazimir the Dawn. Katherine then left Pres, now he’s basically old Gabe with a thousand times more anger issues-” “Wait, wait! Hold the fuck up!” I scoff while trying to wrap my head around what the fuck he just said. “How the fu- WHAT?!”

Kerry had acted like she didn't care about all the drama, but he knew inside she had to be pleased that her enemies were finally getting their comeuppance. The asshole's business had started to dwindle, and Kyle hadn't had to lift a finger to do it. He knew just what he was doing when he started investing in some of the businesses around town and opening new job opportunities for the out-of-work men and women. It wasn't hard to shift those loyalties-people were people, after all. Just after the babies were born, the asshole had packed up and left after asking for a divorce. There were rumors of paternity tests and a scandal that was sure to keep tongues wagging for months. Kyle was already t