Keith Kogane Novels & Stories

I find Keith already sitting at the table, focused on his laptop as if trying to do some research. I take a seat at my executive chair and that’s when Keith abruptly turns to me. “Anything new?” I question rigidly. “Yep,” he turns the screen of his laptop towards me. He shows me an image of a man in his late twenties with a mullet haircut. He has dark brown hair and blue eyes. I glance at the name beneath his photo. Bryce Maranzano. “I assume he is one of the men Emily talked about,” Keith says. “What about the others?” I look at him. He turns the laptop to himself and starts clicking. “These are the others,” he shows me the screen again.

She sat down like a queen reclaiming her throne, then looked up at me with a lazy smile. “Well,” she began, “that was how I managed to take Keith…..It was easy, you know. No one knew he existed. Not the press. Not the board. Not even the staff beyond a few maids. Still, I had to make it convincing, so I staged a burial. It’s funny,” she chuckled softly, her lips curving just slightly, “Kyle visits the urn every year. Some random person’s ashes. He sits there for hours like it means something.” She smiled again. A real one this time. Warm. Almost proud.

Zina and Dawn know who Liam, Pierce, and Keith are, but they are not in the same circles, because Omegas don't mix with warriors and Keith is something like a celebrity trainer who earns an unimaginable amount of money with his line of protein shakes. Pierce gestured to Katya to add more beers, and soon each of them had one. After finishing the beer he was holding, Keith excused himself, saying that he has an early start in the morning, and he reminded guys not to stay too long and not to get wasted. The truth was that Keith didn't want to leave, but he had duties before games start, and as the main coach from the hosting pack, he couldn't mess up and be late, or worse… late and hungover. He

And finally, it seemed as though I was apart of it. “Where did Kael go?” Ace decides to ask, tapping his spoon against the rim of his tin bowl. “To his own tent. He tries to stay away. Doesn’t want to get attached to none of us,” one of the Silent’s says. She speaks with a rather irritating lisp due to a missing front tooth. Rumour has it, she smashed it out herself to look tougher for Kael. I don’t know how much I believe that. Jess, I think her name is.

One that warned me of danger, but I didn't know whether it was of him or something else entirely. But then I could see the strain that was in his face, the way he clenched his hand. The way his cheek twitched. He was angry and I could tell that he was doing his best to try and not show it to his pack members, though I did not understand why he was caring about a bunch of rogues. They often tried to do something like this. They often tried to break in. Why would he care about that? Why would he bother himself about that? The sigil carved into the rogue’s chest gleamed dark and cruel against the torchlight. I stared at the moment too long. Got it, Trying to figure out what it meant. It was a m

"I cannot end up a one-hit star. You of all people should know that Katherine. Your career blossomed when you were dating that billionaire vlogger. When he dumped you, you were left fending for scraps with amateurs in the industry. I'm sorry I sound so insensitive right now but I don't want that kind of future for myself." Katherine sighed. "I find it very disappointing for you to believe that the bedrock of your career is because Nikolas was there by your side when you were at the bottom. Doria, you are only where you are today because you are beautiful, brave, and hella hardworking. It absolutely has nothing to do with Nikolas. There is a fair chance you will lose plenty when this goes pu

she said, raising an eyebrow, her expression now curious. “Yes, and that is where you come along” I said, and she nodded, waiting for what I had to say “you will guide us through; however, when it comes to the dirty work, I will be the one taking charge of things, if we can agree on that, then we have a deal” I extended my hand to shake, waiting for her decision before she extended her hand, taking mine in hers as she shook it “we have a deal, Alpha Nathan Kozlov”

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

Got his girlfriend pregnant and is thinking of retiring. Kousuke- a guitarist that had been a trainee for the longest of years. A skilled guitar player, responsible for the new change in sound. As much as the other band members don't like him for replacing Kagami they can't deny his skill. He doesn't talk much and seems to often be thinking of other things when others have their conversations. Used to date Momo before she settled with Utaka. (Kagami)- vocalist and guitar player, he also plays the piano. Songwriter and twin vocalist with Izanagi.

Me: kk. I left my phone on the couch and went upstairs too change, I put on my favorite comfy, grey sweatpants then a plain black long-sleeve body suit with black crocs to match. I pulled my hair back into a sock bun as I walked to my brother's room. I knocked on the door, "Hey, can you give me a ride?" "Ask Blake." he yelled back. "If I wanted to, I would've." I grumbled. I got no response and pressed my ear against the door, I heard the tapping of the keyboard on his phone, "Can you just take me? It's not even that far."