Kenny Mccormick Novels & Stories

Kade growls warningly but the blonde just laughs. "Don't be like that, I just thought you'd like to know who's going to be looking after your mate when you're dead." Kade turns towards him and the guy just lifts a gun, pointing it straight at my forehead and carries on talking as though he isn't. "I'm Jeff by the way. You've got to tell me, is she a good fuck? I've seen you two at it a couple of times and I've got to say, she looks like she knows what she's doing. I don't mind a bit of dominance between the sheets. I'm thinking she could ride me all night long, what do you reckon?"

“Kenny. I finally found you.” “You left me and our son in London for five years. Tonight, in front of all these people, when are you going to give us a name?” Kenny shoved her back. “Crazy bitch. Get off me. I don’t know you.” “Don’t —” Liam, coached by Vivian in advance, went heart-shatteringly loud on command. “Daddy. Daddy, don’t leave us!” A five-year-old boy, sobbing the word Daddy at Kenny Ricci.

Damian. 'Can I... record this?' ***

“Oh my God, it even has my name on it!” “What does?” I asked, searching around the bed until I found the cufflinks I was sure someone had already picked out for me. Maybe Polly. Or Ike himself. I really hoped it had been Polly. “This huge make-up case! Well, I mean, it has my initials. Kind of. It has ‘MKM,’” she said, opening the case and taking items out to look at them. “I’m not sure what the other ‘M’ is…?” “‘McKenzie Kent/Killeen Masterson,’” I deduced.

Me: kk. I left my phone on the couch and went upstairs too change, I put on my favorite comfy, grey sweatpants then a plain black long-sleeve body suit with black crocs to match. I pulled my hair back into a sock bun as I walked to my brother's room. I knocked on the door, "Hey, can you give me a ride?" "Ask Blake." he yelled back. "If I wanted to, I would've." I grumbled. I got no response and pressed my ear against the door, I heard the tapping of the keyboard on his phone, "Can you just take me? It's not even that far."

Then I said to Kenny, “Thank you for the information. Are you sure you are not leaving any details out? Last time you gave me information you left a big chunk out about who Tanner Baxter was!” Kenny did not seem to like my tone very much. “Of course, It is all the information. I personally tracked this place down. Do not ever assume I am holding information back bitch. I am not doing this for you but for Miss Emma!” Click. Kenny hung up on me. I sighed knowing I had to be careful. If I piss him off too much, he may do something far worse than give me half the information.

”The Mccoy men-” The man panted, his eyes hooded as I eyed the blood that had pooled under him, my heart beat cresting faintly at the familiar ring of the name that had fallen from his blue-tinted lips. “I can’t hold him much longer Ricky,” I called and Fredrick grimaced at the nickname he’d told me more than once that he found distasteful. It didn't beat Romeo McKenzie, but boy was I glad it put a cramp in his catwalk. “Stem the bleeding, be careful with the bones, don't know what he's carrying,” I grunted so that only he could hear before turning back to the rambling man who had become completely sober, drooling a red-hued liquid slightly from the corners of his mouth.

Merrick had given him no reason to think something else, but something was telling Keegan all was not as it seemed. “Don’t stress, my friend,” Merrick inclined forward and put his hand on Keegan’s knee. “All is well between us. You can expel that wrinkle from your brow.” He slapped Keegan’s knee once and stood. “Are you beyond any doubt you don’t need a beer?” “No, thank you.” “Well, let me get one and at that point you can capture me up on the most recent news from Texas.” Keegan stood as well. “Actually, Merrick, I truly require to get going. I still have that ‘livestock’ to attempt to capture nowadays, and wanna take after up that lead you gave me.”

Nixon- ~~~~~~~One year later~~~~~~~ “When your opponent comes at you low, it leaves them open for your wolf to attack them from high” Luca calls over the grunts of the sparing teams “When your opponent comes in low it leaves their neck and spine exposed” I stand by as he moves around the mats correcting stances. “What do you think” he asks me as he approaches. “Justine Wilkins is favoring her left knee more then she was yesterday, send her to the doc and get her checked out.”

I nodded and bowed feeling so embarrassed. "I welcome you all to my Kingdom, I am pleased to have you all here," his slick yet raspy voice went deep inside me, emanating shivers on my back. He got a powerful aura around. I have heard this voice before. This same voice called me stupid before stealing my first kiss. "We are pleased to meet you, Alpha," my father said. "Your name is Killian, right?" Alexandro strides to my father. "Yes, I served your father," "Yes, I heard about you," Alexandro bowed to give my father the respect he deserved, and my father was surprised by that gesture.