Novel & Cerita Keegan Cod Fanart

“She’s the Rogues’ current booty call.” “Booty call or girlfriend?” “Sex toy,” said Kasey. “They don’t do relationships.” Keane was still staring at me as Sadie fawned over him, but now, a smirk played on his lips, sending a chill down my spine. “Assholes,” I muttered. “The whole lot of them.” Kasey nodded, drawing her jacket up further over her shoulders. If it wasn’t for the fire, we would have all frozen out by now.

Now I know I won't be able to stop my friend and I quickly see him open the package, with precision and what I saw took my breath away, there were two drawings, one outfit for me and one for Liam, there was no signature, but the photos of the Ivory Woods pack attached to the side of the drawing, indicates perfectly what it was and the reference used for the drawings. There was also another smaller sheet of paper, which at first glance looked like a black shirt and normal black pants, but the cut was straighter and more formal than my suit, and if you moved it against the light, you could see that it had something that resembled a mask. This was definitely for Keenan. I just didn't have any r

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

“Oh it’s beautiful you did a fantastic job. I’d hug you but I’m still tender.” Keegan had been able to take the pictures that I had of my parents and my Dad in his wolf form and had created a family portrait. He had placed my Dad’s wolf in the background with space for mine when we found out what she looks like. The tattoo was on my lower left abdomen. When I first saw the work that Keegan could do, I had spent the last couple of months nagging him through texts to do this when he was home for the winter break. Keegan went over with me what I needed to do in order keep it clean. If I had my wolf, it would have heeled almost instantly but that wasn’t the case. I was still going to heal faster

Coco was anxious to know Keegan's answer. Keegan glanced toward her room and proceeded to recite a string of numbers. This left Coco utterly confused. "What are you saying now?" "The barcode for your sketchbook," Keegan responded. Coco was baffled. Keegan lifted his index finger, gently tapped his temple, and said, "I thought you liked reading about people with superpowers. Do you know some people can remember things at a glance? I'm one of them."

Seemed like they hadn't been touched for a long time. I picked up the first one. It was a portrait of Boomer, drawn as if it was not an artwork but a real picture. The colors blended with each other so well like some professional artist put their heart and soul in it. The second one was of Doser... then another of the boys together… and one of Karen. At the end of the canvases there were written the letters 'H. K.'. H. K. Hunter King. Hunter drew all these? Admiration filled my heart.

I stood laughing silently for the next five minutes before gathering myself. Shaking my head, I lifted myself from the wall and started to leave the backyard when a shadow fell over me. Surprised, I jerked up my head to see Keagan towering over me, face hidden by the shadows. My eyes roved over his torso, bare, left for the leather harness he buckled onto himself. His muscles rippled beneath his bronzed skin, accentuated by the fake inked patterns stretching across his chest and disappearing into the kilt that hugged his hips. The leather bracelet on his wrists seemed to emphasize the strength in his arms, while the gladiator boots added an edge to his already formidable presence.