Keke Lou Novels & Stories

' Ross Ross must have been the other at the zoo. Diana's heart fluttered at high speed. Jeez, was he the killer? Oh hell, she never thought there’d truly be several from the same lupus garou pack that would contact her. She turned when Caleb walked into the room. He lifted his towel off the floor. “I thought you’d be in bed already.” “We have a problem.” He joined her at the monitor and read the message. “Damn.” “What do I do now?”

“Good. And you understand why this is a need you must fulfill, rather than his Luna?” “The Luna is a co-leader of the pack. She trains the warriors and commands social events. And, when the time comes, she will bear the future heir of the pack. All honorable Alphas respect their Luna too much to act out their true fantasies on,” I said, echoing the words first said to me when I learnt of my fate.

And all. She loves L. Period. No questions asked. Patrice Kwon: Whatever, Death Note. I’m sleepy. I’m logging out. You should sleep too! Good night! I love you. :* The Handsome L: Okay. See me in your dreams, Karate Kid. Good night! I miss you. I love you more. :* >:D< Patrice shook her head at L’s emoticons. Sometimes, she thinks he is the girl between the two of them. He just uses excessive emoticons.

Sebastian held out his hand in front of his companions. Luna nodded and just listened to what they were saying as they sat around the spacious and large room. “That competition was called ᜀᜅ᜔ᜀᜅ᜔ ᜋᜎᜃᜐ᜔,” Lucy said. They continued to impart knowledge about the palace to the princess. She still listened to their stories even though she was reading books about their kingdom. Luna felt at ease, she felt safe with new acquaintances. From day one she already considered them as her friends. She realized that she's no longer alone because there are actually people waiting for her and wants to get to know her.

The dungeon of the Shadow Peak pack was a place where iron met stone, and mercy went to die. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth, rust, and the sharp, metallic tang of fear. In the center of the interrogation room, bound to a heavy wooden rack by his wrists and ankles, was Leo. He was a scout from a rival territory, a lean, lithe man with skin the color of honey and eyes that were currently wide with the realization that his interrogation was over, and his "training" was about to begin.

Lou rolls her eyes and picks out a pair of heels for me before making me set on the edge of her bed, so she can do my makeup. ‘His name is Kylar…’ and I can’t answer the rest of her questions. I don’t know how to explain that he’s a mercenary that hunts down rogue werewolves. Lou doesn’t know about Wolves, she doesn’t know about Seren. I close my eyes as she dabs my lids with powder. ‘Lou…he’s the boys father.’ I feel Lou go still, shocked. I look up at her before bowing my head again. ‘You…that’s - it’s him?’ She whispers, as though afraid he’s going to hear.

Leo groaned and cried out, trying to move away. Kawan let his weight down with his chest, pressing Leo's thighs down. He had him bent in half, rolled up below him so their weights were on his shoulders. Kawan grabbed his hands, pinning them to the sheets above his head. He basked deep inside him for minutes until the urge to move gripped him. Kawan pulled his hips up and drove his cock straight down into him. Leo gasped and Kawan opened his eyes to meet his as he delivered another deep, punishing thrust.

Mj could practically see Lou’s old shop, could almost smell the past, taste her ignorance for the paranormal cruelty and love that lived in this world and the assassin’s mouth went dry as she lurched forward and wretched onto the floor. Lou watched in horror as the woman he wished was his daughter with every molecule in his person dry heave onto the floor at the simple sound of a name she had not been called in well over a year. The very cumbersome looking frame of the old Omega moved with youthful speed as he rushed toward Mj and as his fingertips made contact with her elbows, Mj physically threw her body forward away from his affections.

Lou whispered in a disturbing attempt at seduction. I tried not to let the fear show on my face, watching him with cautious eyes. That was when the most terrifying scene occurred right before me. Lou rose to his feet, standing above me with his legs on either side of my hips. Then he ripped off his clothes before his body began to crackle and pop. His bones broke apart, thick hair sprouting all over his body, and his face morphed into a large snout. In a few minutes, Llewellyn, the human, turned into Llewellyn, the monstrous wolf. His long and thick wolf penis stuck out straight, showing his intentions as he lowered his snout, licking my chest and up my neck in one single stroke.

His Panama proxy network had gone dark. “How is he doing this?” Alejandro growled. A soft knock interrupted the silence. “Enter,” he barked. One of his lieutenants stepped in, breathing heavily. “Sir, we have… news. Joel.” Alejandro’s face twitched. “What about him?” “He’s alive… living under a new name. In Africa. We traced a financial signal from one of the stolen tech assets Dino recovered. It was funneled into an offshore account in Kenya. The owner: a man named ‘Kojo Malvin’—but’ it’s him. It’s Joel.”