Keisa Khaos Novels & Stories

The figure’s voice echoed across the warehouse, deep and melodic, carrying a weight that pressed against Lila’s chest: “So, this is the one called Lila. You wield power beyond reckoning, yet you tremble before shadows you barely understand. I am here to awaken what lies dormant within you… and to test you.” Cade took a step forward, voice firm but wary. “Test her? Who are you? What do you want from us?” The figure’s eyes glowed, piercing through the dim light, unblinking. “I am neither friend nor enemy. I am a catalyst. Harper is unstable, your power is unrefined, and the chaos you’ve unleashed threatens to destroy everything. You will either rise… or fall.” Adrian’s jaw tightened, skepticis

she asks as she looks at me with narrowed eyes. “Caterina, this is High Priestess Kaede Lynx. She is the leader or head of the Blood Crest Witches. Kaede, this is my mate, Caterina.” Kai introduces us, but as I hold out my hand for her to take, I realise too late that she was blind. “Pleased to meet you,” I say, but then her eyes widen. “Curious!” she exclaims and claps her hands together before she glances up at Kai. Wait, could she see?

I pull her into my chest for one moment, pressing my mouth to her hair. "KHAOS," I say, not releasing her. "Is there anywhere on your land that's still standing?" "The eastern cabin," KHAOS says. His voice is rough. He's been quiet since SEREN came up out of that cellar, watching her the way you watch someone you thought you knew. "We'll use that." ---

The teacher gave an eye roll. Sam faked a horrified look. I faced Tess, who was smiling at me. "Where are you from? You look Mexican." she grinned, show casing pristine, white teeth. "You guessed right! I'm a Mexican Italian." "Mexican Italian? And your surname is snow?" came Sam's mortified question. "it's actually 'Tessa Marietta Arellano Rossi. Most people don't like the name so it was changed to 'snow'." she shrugged.

Sex was like Dog Chow for Levi, it could literally fill and shut him up. "Where's Isaac, anyway?" K asked both of them, removing her leather jacket and throwing it on top of the outdoor chaise longue beside them. She was already feeling warm enough with Jesse's arms around her - not to mention his lips on hers, it was really sending K on fire.

Rachel knew the Chois' Miss-Nancy- was a spoilt brat who wouldn't let any lady go near her. "Hmm, Mr. Kang..." She stroked her chin as she read out the third name on the list. Mr. Kang was a thirty-seven-year-old bachelor who lived alone with his guards. He was a minister... 'Emily could be living with him.' She thought. "You are having a radio show in the next thirty minutes, we need to get going." Lucy brought her out of her thoughts. "Ah, let's go." She dropped the list on her table and stood up on her feet.

Lexi stated, and Xavier just nodded. "The second issue is that the Celestial castle itself is fucked in its own right. The king tends to like to collect anything from women to enemy soldiers and creatures. They then use those creatures to entertain the citizens of Elysium with a show of sorts, and we won't be walking out of there without being tested to make sure we're worthy of performing said mission." Xavier added, and I just looked up at him, absolutely stunned, but he just continued. "The third issue, I've met this asshole before, and not only is he a pompous prick, but he also has the habit of attempting to stick his dick in anything that moves." He looked pointedly at the three of us,

“They’re pulling our attention in every direction. The ghost at the gala. The photo. Marcus’s weapon. Now the countdown. They want us reacting instead of thinking.” Zariah swallowed. “So what are they hiding?” That was the right question. Before I could answer, my phone buzzed. Unknown number. The room went still. I answered and put it on speaker. For a second, only silence came through. Then there was breathing. Slow. Calm. Controlled. “Malik St. James.” The distorted voice filled the office. Zariah stiffened beside me. “Who is this?” I asked. A low laugh echoed through the speaker. “You’ve gotten slow, King.”

"Wait... you are General Kyros? The commander of the Northern Vanguard?" "In the flesh, my lady," Kyros chuckled as he tilted his head down toward her. "Though I prefer it when you call me Lord Kyros. It has a much sweeter ring to it coming from you." "I... I didn't mean to be disrespectful!" Serene stammered, her cheeks flushing a bright pink as she took a small step closer to him—closer to his side. "I had no idea you were a general. I thought you were a noble or court minister.”