Kenji X Brooklyn Novels & Stories

"Drake, take a team with you and get that little brat and take him to the bunker, and also get Aria Kade. I want them both chained up when I come by, I will deal with my brother." "Yes boss, ", replied Drake. Kenchiki quickly hung up and brought up his brother's contact before remembering he wouldn't pick up. He stood up immediately and went to his garage and picked a random car before flooring it. Kenchiki had two hours to reach his brother's place; he was sure he was alright. ****

Kenji is not a morning person, if anything I would say he's an anti-morning person, he's happy to stay up until the early hours, but getting him out of bed before ten o'clock is challenging. He pretends not to notice when I'm trying to escape his clutches and when I finally manage to get up, he burrows deep under the quilt and fakes being asleep, therefore he apparently can't hear me talking to him. This also means that the first thing he wants to do when we get into town is to go and get brunch, which seems to be fairly difficult when he's also trying to keep himself disguised from being recognised.

"When are you going to pop the big question? Sasha is a real gem." Kenji takes a deep breath. His situation is a bit more complex than mine. He made the big mistake of falling in love with his boss's adopted daughter. Sasha McAllister. Technically she's here to report to her father that Charlotte is completing her mission, with Kenji as her bodyguard. In reality, she is here as Kenji's date. "You know she's not free to marry," Kenji claps me on the shoulder. "We're committed to one another and that's all that matters. I don't need her to wear my ring to prove it."

Kenji didn’t want his brother to worry about his stalled dreams. “You know his daughter, Emma Jean. Man if I ever met her I would … ooh wee. I’m telling you she’d be addicted to me.” Kenji laughed, “Bro, you ain’t her type. I worked with her remember.” “Yeah man you did. Why don’t you, you know introduce a brother to a sexy sista?” “Kemari, just tell our folks I’m on the next flight home.” He hung up the phone.

So regardless of what happens with my conversation with this guy, I know I'll have to leave. "What's your name?" I ask. Realizing that he hasn't introduced himself to me. "I'm sorry. How rude of me. I'm Kenji. Kenji Williams, and soon to be beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Kenji says, introducing himself. I nod my head, signalling to him that I understand. However, I feel on edge. Whenever I think of the Blood Moon pack, I can't stop thinking about my last moments there. When Alpha Xander basically ran me out of the country.

She quickly sent a message to Tegan. Brook: hey tee, I'm about to leave, please look after her okay? Once she was sure the message had sent, she made her way to the exit. * * * * Tegan stood there, pressed against Mira, as she grinded on him. He was trying to hold himself back because of Brooklyn, but truth was he was hard as a rock. His mind was clouded with things that he could do to the sexy female at home. He wasn't a tad bit drunk, but his eyes were clouded with desire. Suddenly, she surprised him by grabbing his neck, pulling him to her and kissing him hungrily, and he wasted no time to respond... His tongue coaxing her mouth to grant entry. She opened willingly as his ton

“You're fucking delusional if you think I'd leave my wife alone with you.” “What?” I blinked, taken aback. “You think I'd touch your omega?” “There's nothing I wouldn't put past you, brother.” He scoffed, folding his arms. “Whatever.” I was too exhausted to argue. “Just stay out here, where I can see you.” Kenji narrowed his gaze. “Why? What are you hiding?” “None of your business.” I snapped. “Just stay here, I need to talk to you.” Kenji crossed over to my cellar and poured himself a glass of vodka. He leaned against the wood, swirling the liquid in his cup.

Then, in perfect unison, they all turn away, continuing their conversation like I don't exist. The message is clear: You're not one of us anymore. I find an empty table in the far corner, as far from everyone as possible. The sandwich has no taste, but I force myself to eat. I need to keep my strength up for whatever's coming next. "Jules?" I look up to find Tyler Kane standing next to my table with his lunch tray. My heart jumps finally, someone willing to acknowledge my existence. "Hey, Tyler," I say, probably sounding more grateful than I should.

Kenji couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his lips, watching him look deep in thought. Of course, Alpha Lake would never tell. But that was why he was here, to tell them about the interesting JoJo Wyatt, who he had nicknamed 'Red'. "Oh! Maa! There's been a lot of things alright. Recently, Lake..." Kenji stopped talking when he felt his feet hit his knee from underneath the table. Kenji looked up at Lake's eyes to find a calm, yet deadly death glare. Kenji swallowed his words in that instant.

And this is how it went: Roselyn: Hey, I am Roselyn. Katelyn: Hey, I am Katelyn. Joselyn: Nice to meet you guys! I am Joselyn. Rose/ Kate: Nice to meet you too! Awkward silence. Katelyn: Where are you from? Joslyn: I come from Brooklyn. Another awkward silence. Scratching's at the table. Roselyn: What's that noise? Joselyn: Someone's scratching at the table. Roselyn: Aahh.