Kenji X Ben Novels & Stories

"It's not a bad thing to think about what you love, to listen to your heart sometimes. Because it what makes you human, not a man, like a dog that would follow where the bone was thrown just to play fetch." Walker has a smile that crept on his lips. Thanking how the man clears his mind from guilt and regret of the past. ■■■ The next day came, Kenji left the house early in the morning just an hour after he got home. Kenji works at daytime and Walker works at night. They only meet each other when it's Walker's dayoff at weekends. He haven't slept completely and just been 3 hours of having this beautiful dream about being Captain America as a replacement for Chris Evans when he was woken up by

Ken smirked as he talked on the phone. "Who am I? Should I formally introduce myself?" Ken chuckled and I don't know why I find it really sexy. "Hello d***, I'm Kenneth Domanco. Chloe's boyfriend." He did not just say that to Xander. He turned to me and smirked. "Want to kill me? Oh.. How about you come here to New York and try to kill me?" I looked at Ken disbelief.. he didn't just ask Xander to do that. "Yeah.. Chloe is currently with me in New York. Oh course.. She taste amazing you know." I wanted to kill Ken right now.

What are you doing? Geni: Laundry. Want some company? Me: I know what you're trying to do. I'm fine. Geni: You're not fine. You've been moping around all week. He's an asshole. You need some fun. Me: Yes he's an asshole. But fun on my day off means Jamie Fraser in a kilt. Geni: Really. Which episode are you on? When I don't answer her fast enough, because I don't honestly know, she texts again.

Sebestian muttered to his mate under his breath, winking at him when he started howling. "Seems like they were made for each other. I would have thought that finding someone to love him might have mellowed him out at least but he's still as much a dick as always" Allen said, glancing over his shoulder and watching the couple put their heads together, whispering furiously as they glared at their retreating backs. He turned to see who inhabited the final table Sebestian pulled him over to, a genuine smile crossing his face when he saw Jia, sitting hand in hand with a man he had never met but assumed to be her mate, Patrick, along with Jack, Monika, Jason and Nicky and a few other authority mem

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

Kenji was dressed in black, and everyone should be able to tell from his appearance that he looked somewhat similar to Benji. But because Benji wore a business suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that had not been changed for as long as he was alive, one would always see the shrewdness of an entrepreneur in him. However, Kenji was different; he was usually casually and ordinarily dressed, so one might subconsciously ignore this man at first glance most of the time. Benji scratched his neck. "She proposed to work opposite Mr. Duval, so her office is now located opposite to that of Mr. Duval."

He grumbles, looking away from Levi and I both. “Aww….is the big bad Lycan King embarrassed?” Levi teases him, the first genuine smile I have seen since Jamari’s disappearance appearing on his face. Kenji’s eyes turn to the color of obsidian as a raspy chuckle bursts from his lips, causing him to slap a hand over his mouth in frustration. Levi bursts out laughing at the display, leaving me all the more confused. “Kenji’s Lycan Ren has the hots for me.” Levi says dismissively.

"Wow, look who it is—our big hero, Cole Chadwick. What, running off after one little setback? With nerves like that, how are you supposed to protect anyone?" Ryan smirked. "Dana, you wouldn't get it. Some people? They're not exactly built for pressure. Not like us—we've had real training. We stay solid when it counts." I didn't even look at them. Just kept walking. At the end of the hall, a new guy—Kenny—jogged up and shoved a water bottle into my hand. "Lieutenant Chadwick... there's something I probably shouldn't say." He hesitated. "That girl you saved? I heard she's the only daughter of Titan Microtech's chairman.

Kenji circled, slow predator, jet hair slicked, ruthless, dragon tattoo peeking, collar-open gi, porcelain skin sheened with faint exertion. "Breathe into the draw," he murmured, gravel-velvet low, positioning behind—chest brushing my back, heat-jarring, scarred jaw grazing asymmetrical bob. His hands overlaid mine on the hilt, porcelain fingers guiding steel whisper-pull, bodies aligning forms intimate. "Speed is surrender. Precision claims." Bokken flashed arc perfect, my strike slicing air hiss, mahogany arm extending unyielding. He pressed closer fraction, hips nestling mine deliberately, breath hot lobe. "Again."

He jabbed the hands-free button, his voice sharp. “Xavier Donovan.” “Xavier, it’s Sheriff Benjamin,” came the familiar voice on the other end, low and deliberate. Xavier felt his stomach knot. “Ben, I’m kind of in the middle of something. Can this wait?” “I don’t think it can,” the sheriff replied, his tone grave. “I’ve got some news. Harold Maverick’s gotten to Kenji and Mei.” Xavier’s grip on the wheel tightened, his pulse quickening. “What the hell do you mean, ‘gotten to them’?”