Kel Kade Book Novels & Stories

He did enough. She cleaned up and returned to her bed. She had a new book, one Keegan had found when he went to get the suitcase with treats. That was one secret he refused to share with her but she didn’t mind. He could have his secrets. She didn’t want to know everything, just enough to feel safe and secure. It was a book called Heidi and she felt it was more of a children’s book than one for adults but it was still enjoyable. She had three more to read when she finished it and she had to admit that life was good, for the time being. She was warm and fed. She had a book and treats to eat while reading it. She could do with a cup for coffee but boiled water was a scarcity. She couldn’t find

Killian gave Alys a curious glance but smartly backed up a bit for Aiden’s sake. “Now back to that book. It’s a book on mixed blood in general. All types of mixtures, hybrids, all that. Now it should be just around here…” Killian walked off back to the shelf he was at. “Ah ha! Here it is.” He exclaimed in triumph, pulling a large tome from the shelf. It looked very old and had a leather cover. Alys excitedly rushed over and tenderly reached out for the book taking it from him, Aiden had followed her and was looking at it over her shoulder.

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"We did something right." "We did a lot of things right." I leaned into his shoulder. "Eventually." Kellan stood on my other side, his silver-blond hair now completely grey, his glacial blue eyes softer than they had been in his youth. He held a leather-bound book, the official history of the Accord, which he had spent the past five years writing. "I've documented everything. Every battle. Every treaty. Every candle lit." He looked at the sea of flames. "Future generations will know what we built."

Kade whispered, brushing her hair from her face, “we strike first. Not out of impulse, but strategy. Every move, every action, every whisper… calculated, precise. And we will not falter.” Lena pressed close, resting her forehead against his chest, feeling the steady, commanding heartbeat beneath. “Then let them watch. Let them fear. Blackwood will not just survive—it will dominate.” Kade’s fingers tangled in her hair, his lips brushing hers in a fleeting, grounding kiss. “And together,” he murmured, “we are unstoppable.”

his voice went dark, promising — “we’re going to war.” Because Kade didn’t just reject a girl. He rejected a Queen. And woke a Goddess.

Celine's pov I remained there for a while, trying to catch my breath, with hope that there was a way that I would be able to convince myself that everything that happened earlier was all a dream. “It's a dream….” I muttered, closing my eyes and opening it again, but no matter how many times I did that, none of it was going to change. Kade had gone Feral right in front of me, everyone had always referred to him as a monster, the one who murdered all three of his wives, I didn't understand what it meant, but now, everything was slowly starting to make sense.

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The way he turns his head toward the glass wall like he needs a half second I am not supposed to witness. “Ha.” The exhale comes out rough. Uneven. He runs a hand through his hair once — a motion I have seen him make approximately never, because Adrian Keller does not fidget, does not betray, does not let anything through that he has not chosen to let through. “Uncle Adrian, huh.” He says it more to himself than to me. Not a question. Something else. As if weighing the taste of the words. Good. You don’t get to look at me the way you just looked at me and call me kid in the same breath.

Welcome to unedited Black book 3 of the Woods series. This book can be read independently. You can read it without adventuring into 'Married to a stripper'. I'll be extremely happy if those who haven't checked that book out do so. I hope you enjoy my works. Love you guys much much. Your humble author Zagzahzlau. ~••~ The Sunday night was frigid against unarmed skin in Buea--the city of legendary hospitality-- located in the southwest region of Cameroon.