Kenpachi Novels & Stories

He paused for a moment, then asked, “What do we have in the kitchen tonight?” The girl brightened up a little. “We have white rice and vegetable sauce, sir. There’s soup in the fridge, and porridge yam too.” Ken thought for a moment. “That’s fine. I’ll have vegetable soup with poundo.” “Okay, sir,” the girl replied, smiling. “I’ll serve it in about seven minutes.” “That’s fine,” Ken said as he dropped his car key on the center table and sat on one of the couches. He unlocked his phone, scrolling aimlessly through social media, not that he was really reading anything. His mind was far away, floating between anger and exhaustion.

It was sharp enough to cut someone’s neck on. “Max was my fathers beta. He is mine now. He tried to over take my father as an alpha and was punished to stay in wolf form unless given permission. And I don’t give him permission in front of strangers.” Informed Kent. “Oh—well please come in. Take a seat.” My mother almost broke her back as she bowed and led them to our couches, “‘Marianna, sweetheart, come out here.” I saw Marianna orange fabric before I saw her nervous face. She bowed as well and took a seat across from Kent.

"Do not worry, Liv Fenrir. You are among friends here. Everything will be fine." The woman lay one hand on her shoulder and the other on her cheek. Normally, Liv wasn't a hugger, a toucher, except for people she knew well, and even then, she had to remind herself that other people enjoyed being hugged and touched, so she did it. This strange woman's touch only had her wishing for more. Her eyelids slowly slid closed again briefly as Kelda made contact with her skin. She wanted to rub up against her palm like a kitten. She caught herself before she did just that and opened her eyes.

My son says: - My name's Colby and I'm the youngest son of the Lycon Moon Pack Alpha. Despite being born an alpha, I took on the role of a beta in my pack. I'm 18 years old, and I will never reject you. Neither you nor your child, if you really are pregnant. The child has no memory of the monster that his father wore, and I'll treat him as my son. I see the boy soften his expression, and I leave the room. Colby is young but a great guy. It was not by chance that I chose him as my beta. I'm proud of the man he became.

He handed mineral water and an onogiri to Danai, who accepted them all while reading the notes that Foy had made earlier. "This is all the material for tomorrow's quiz?" asked Danai, pointing at some of the pieces of paper in front of him. "Hmm," Foy nodded. "Are you studying?" Max asked Ken who was looking down at the papers beside him. Ken also gave him a bottle of mineral water, chocolate and an onigiri. "Yes. I have quizz about kidney tomorrow," answered Ken. Max's hand reached out to reach for the bangs that fell on Ken's forehead. "Your hair is already long. You should cut it before it pokes your eye."

Time fractured slow-mo: his bokken snapped block, but flanking wolves lunged my blindside. Instinct ignited South Side sharp—stiletto absent, but heel twisted spike-stab, driving into attacker's instep, crunch audible. He howled, crumpled, knife skittering across the tatami. Mahogany leg swept follow-through, tripping the second rebel into my elbow, jaw-crack. Kenji moved storm-unleashed—bokken beheading leader clean arc, blood fountaining arterial hot, headless corpse folding puppet-cut. Porcelain hands, relentless, snapping another's wrist, tanto-drop, knee, gutting third windless.

he paused chuckling at the way my heart beat raggedly against its ribcage. “Fuck you!” I spat giving him a knee jack in the place where the sun doesn’t shine before running off while placing my hand on my chest trying to steady my racing heart. Who the hell was that guy? And why was I feeling beneath him? Could he be an Alpha? Nope. Not. I manage to get myself home in one piece ignoring the greetings I got from the servant and weird looks at my infused shoulder. I took slow steps towards the stairs inwardly praying that I don’t come across my uncle or aunt, I already had too much for the day.

He placed her back on her feet, aware that they both knew his dick was ready to be embedded inside of her. “What human game did you want to teach me?” he questioned, looking down at her. “I have a couple. Sit down, and I’ll go grab the cards from the bedroom.” Viper watched Kenzie leave the eating chambers. While he waited for her to return he poured himself a cup of cupam and her a glass of apyrinum juice. He’d given her a taste of cupam before and she hadn’t liked it. When Kenzie returned, she thanked him for the juice before the two of them sat across from one another at the table. She placed a small rectangular object on the table before opening it and taking out other rectangular items

She would have to take a shot everyday of her pregnancy. This was sadly the worse time and the wrong person to break down in front of. Capri would never live another day where her issue wasn’t brought up and broadcasted to everyone. Chika had no self awareness. She talked so much s*** that she never realized that she was talking about Capris issues and made her feel uncomfortable and unworthy. Capri was not a jealous or hateful person. She would do anything for anyone no matter the situation. She often sent money to Chika and clothes when she could afford it. Chika however never appreciated anything because it was sadly never enough.

The two times that I had gone to the bar in the company of several colleagues, he had been there, of course talking and laughing with Eva and going to her office on business and both times, I had left after 10 minutes, and since then I hadn’t gone to that place anymore. Of course, it wasn't just in there, no, of course not. Last week I went out to eat with several women from the company at a popular Japanese restaurant two blocks from Be productive, when I turned my gaze to a corner and met with amused feminine eyes, while her companion smiled at her really comfortable. Yes. I’m talking about Mark and Jessica. Jessica the bitch. The only thing missing was her tail and her barking. The nigiri