Kenji X Brooklyn Novels & Stories

"Kenji." The young man stopped mumbling. He turned his head slowly. One of his eyes was covered by a crude, homemade eyepatch. The other eye was sharp, intelligent, and angry. "Sterling," Kenji grinned, revealing a silver tooth. "You look terrible. Where is your fancy suit?" "At the dry cleaners," Sebastian said. "Open the door, Kenji. We're leaving." "I can't," Kenji tapped his temple. "My father put a Neural Dampener in my skull. If I try to hack the door, it fries my brain." "But... if you hack the dampener from the outside..."

Ben said to the others as he brought Brooklyn to her lover. They stood and left Killah and Brooklyn sitting together on the bench. Ben made his way back to the front. He was greeted with smiles from the people sitting up there, except for La'Shia who still had an angry, defensive expression on her face. He sat down next to her and she crossed her arms and looked away.

Sebastian sits back, letting the question settle. River shuffles in his seat, pondering his reply, or at least one that doesn't make him seem too over the top. "I'm a boy from Brooklyn that worked my butt off to even be in this room. I'm still finding myself, and interning at this company will give me a chance to find those other pieces of my own puzzle."

"And Ichiro holds the Panama offshore keys. He freezes the funds, he freezes your food, and you're stranded out here in the dirt. How long does loyalty last on an empty stomach?" Shinjiro's eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, his weight shifting onto his back foot. "Why are you here, Kenji? Come to laugh, or are you just wasting my time?" "I'm here to give you a way out." Kenji didn't look away. "I'm talking about a partnership. You want to die alone, or run this city with me?" Shinjiro let out a short, scoffing laugh. "You've been sitting on the sidelines for months, Uncle. Ichiro revoked your clearance after the border mess. You don't have any juice left. Why should I partner with a ghost?"

It was unconventional sure, but our Luna was a strong woman and no one would dare question her. The future Alpha, Kai, was my age. Exactly my age, we shared a birthday. When we were young we would even share birthday parties due to the fact that my father had been the Beta of the pack. Our parents had been close so Kai and I had spent a lot of time together as kids.

I just need you to see what a joke these two are. "Was there something you two needed?" Once again, it was Jen who couldn't leave well enough alone. She just couldn't seem to help herself, and he wondered how blind the other two were that they couldn't see what was really going on here. Since Kerry seemed to have gone mute in the last five minutes, he figured it was up to him to bring the shit out in the open. He'd lost interest in his little experiment already. He'd expected more from his opponents than to be facing off with fucking middle-schoolers.

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.

I woke up wet and fulfilled with the guilty pleasure of having got off to the idea of my naked, bodybuilder neighbor. Seriously though, with quads like diamonds already, I wonder what Killian will look like in a couple of weeks after his superhero workouts. Does he have a bubbly, apple-shaped ass yet? If he does, I would love to bite it. I'm immediately brought back from the horny version of dreamland when I hear Brooklyn's voice. The spinning carousel with Killian in various positions instead of white, pompous horses going up and down blows up in dark smoke. "Ugh," Brooklyn shows up on my right, snapping tight gloves on her hands with a grimace. Her hair is hiding underneath a net, and I kn

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.

Brick had a rather peculiar history with the leader of the gang, Ken Marshal as both served in Iraq and on the same unit, but never truly got along unless they needed to watch each other's back during combat. "Well, look what the cat dragged in?" said Ken with a smirk. He was about five-ten in height, rippled with average muscle, and bald of course with a medium-length goatee of dirty blonde hair. His blue eyes met the grey eyes of the taller more muscular-toned Brick Kenneally. "How's it going Ken, you saw Barbie lately?" replied Brick with a smirk of his own. The two men were nose to jaw at this point with Ken trying his best not to attack despite the provocation on Brick's part.