Keith Voltron Novels & Stories

“Yes, Miss Veronika.” The moment she spoke Veronika’s name, Keith’s expression shifted completely. He pushed her away and growled, “Initially, I had planned on forgiving you if your husband begged me, but now, I swear I am going to destroy your pack.” “Keith!” I called out, grabbing his hand again, “Please don’t overreact.” “Don’t stop him, Melinda,” Kain said, running over to us. His eyes lit up as he rubbed his palms together. “This is the first opportunity Keith has gotten to show off his power in front of you.”

“Keith… the dark rider. It will rise from the south, bringing death and destruction. It seeks to take control of all the regions. It has magic—strong magic—spirit magic—and the seer said you don’t stand a chance against it as things are now. She also said… it’s my kin.” I paused, the words catching in my throat. “But I don’t have siblings, Keith. None that I know of. The southern seer who served my father is on her way to help me. But this thing, Keith… it’s dangerous. I saw it in a vision. It… it killed everyone. I watched you all die.” My voice broke, and the tears came again as the memory of the vision resurfaced, vivid and haunting. There was a brief silence on the line before Keith fina

Walter beamed as he explained. Sierra raised her hand with question, “Tell me about this man first.” “Right, you wouldn’t know,” Keith answered, “He was a merch like us. Really famous and expensive. We had the same missions a couple of times.” “He’s strong,” Xion added, “Probably the strongest man in terms of physical power.”

The barrier slams into place just as Keith collides with it. The impact shakes the ground. Energy ripples outward in a blinding wave. Keith snarls, fangs bared inches from the invisible wall. He slams into it again, harder. The barrier holds, crackling but intact. Hope’s eyes widen. “You—” I smile slowly. “Preparation,” I say. Keith shifts partially, his upper body becoming more human while retaining the monstrous size and claws. His voice is raw thunder. “Release her.” His power presses against the barrier, testing it. The magic hums in response.

he said, and the chief raised an eyebrow. “No,” he declined immediately. “Kyle is important to me. I can’t let you take him anywhere.” “Chief, I can provide better care for him! We have full-time nannies at home for my son. Elijah will have company. Kyle will be safe at my place, you’ve my word!” Upon hearing Keith’s words, the chief skeptically rubbed his stubble, unsure about granting his request. “I have never given you a reason to doubt,” Keith said. “I betrayed Janet to show my loyalty to you.”

They stared blankly in shock at the heat patches that were still on Keith's body and all over the floor. "My gosh! Why are there so many heat patches? What is Keith up to?" "What else? It's to maintain his lie of being the Holy Son of Frost. I've been wondering how on earth he does not feel cold in temperatures less than 50°F. It turns out he had all these heat packs on." "Tut-tut! I've seen his live stream before. Holy Son of Frost? Special constitution? What a poser!" With his lie exposed, Keith covered his face and tried to run.

replied Vladimir. "I want him to be alive and well, not to end tragically like this. But, unfortunately, he hasn't had a chance to live a happy life yet," Kyron replied, wiping his snot-filled nose. “Keefe Forest has a true friend who always loves him with all his heart. He has you, Kyron. Therefore, don't waste Keefe's sacrifice. Let's fight together and finish this battle with victory. For the sake of Keefe Forest," said Vladimir as he sat down beside Kyron and wrapped his arms around his knees, and fell silent.

“You lose.” Keith’s eyes flickered between me and his army—his failing army. His rogues were falling one by one, their bodies disintegrating under my power. His breath hitched. Then—he turned to run. Oh, hell no. I vanished in a flash of white light and reappeared right in front of him. Keith gasped, stumbling backward. “No—NO!” I grabbed his throat before he could escape, my grip tight, unyielding. He struggled, clawing at my wrist, but I didn’t let go.

Keith appeared as if he realized something, and he pointed at Caspian as he shouted, "tell me! Who ordered you to hurt Ashton! Ashton is an actual fifth-stage True Martial Realm warrior, so how could you win against him! You must have taken some type of drugs, or perhaps someone arranged for you to hurt the Lawrence family! Someone, come over and capture this man! I want to torture and interrogate him until he admits who's the mastermind behind him!" Keith's continuous roaring immediately made several people leap into the ring from below. The leading man was Yoel's father, Frank. As his resentment multiplied from what just happened, Frank looked at Casper fiercely. "Casper, there must be som

Keith said without a pause, and if only looks can kill. “His girl? You mean, Lianne noona?” Wyatt ask with a puzzled look as he looks between me and Keith asking for an answer. “No. Not Lianne noona.” “Ahhh. Anyway, did you know that L-” and I cut him off as I hear my phone ringing. “I’ll just take this call.” I said and leave the room. “Hello? What?” ************************************************************************************************************* KEITH POV Hi. I’m Keith Francisco, and I am the cutest guy among us friends. They always say that I am nosy that I always meddle with their business, but in reality I am just trying to help them resolve their issues. Tch.