Khal Moro Novels & Stories

A man who’s beautiful in an almost unsettling way lounges against the wall, angular features and silver jewelry at his wrists and throat catching the lamplight. The third person is a man built like a stone wall, covered in scars, watching me with patient gray eyes that suggest he’s seen things most people haven’t. Davren gestures to each in turn. “This is Kiera, Vessel of the Hunt Goddess and experienced volunteer for Kael’s channeling. Theron, who serves Lysander exclusively and has done so for three years. And Marcus, who specializes in Morven’s rituals and understands the requirements of Death better than anyone currently living.”

Roman was now second in charge—that didn’t sit well with Max. Max then switched to an image of Viktor Maslov. “As we know, the Russian has been Khalid’s bodyguard for the past five years. That hasn’t changed. The man does not exactly blend in, built like a tank. Not just any tank, like a freaking M1-J10 Main Battle Tank. He makes Johnny look like a flea.” Johnny grunted. “Give me five minutes in a ring with the Russian bear, and I’ll rip his spleen out.” Max’s mouth curved up dangerously. “I didn’t say he’s better than you, just a bit larger. He shouldn’t be hard to spot once they step onto South African soil. Mandla has his canaries on the lookout in every suburb and border-entry points.”

He stated with a frown on his face, I didn't respond to him. "If you don't want to talk then listen, I'm about to tell you some spicy story because you are Rhyker's lover." He leaned against the car with an arm resting on the headrest. What does he want to tell me? "My name is Felix Gaielia." He introduced himself. I widened my eyes and looked at his outfit that was fancy, he didn't look like the men that were escorting me, brutally. Why does every man look so fucking hot but inside they are disgusting and horrible? I'm glad Rhyker is fucking hot than them, I mean he should be ranked as the hottest guy in the world.

She clicked on the profile a power bike was displayed as the profile picture. "Why did you click on that?" Kiara asked surprised, "There's no profile picture." "Instincts," Shelly replied with a shrug. The profile opened displaying Adam in various pictures on his power bike, his doctor uniform though those ones were few. "Adam is a badass guy with a power bank? Color me shocked!" Kiara exclaimed not hiding the surprise evident on her face. "I'm not in the least surprised," Shelly said with a smile, "I kinda knew he had it in him."

A few minutes went by in the silence that Nathalie broke the ice with some courage, while Lucas stared at the young boy in front of them from some distance. "His name is Khal, he recently turned four a month ago." Nathalie paused for a moment as a tear crawled down on her cheek and she avoided Lucas's eyes. The man held her hand and squeezed it to show that he still believed in her and nothing had been changed. "H….he is mine and Diego's sin, from that night." Somehow she managed to utter the truth which no one knew around the world, Lucas's secretary had gotten the picture of Khal from the orphanage and the birth certificates.

“You always start what you can’t control.” Kael’s fire flared black. “And you always hid behind silence like it made you noble.” They didn’t fight with fists or flame, but the hatred between them burned hotter than any fire. I stood ten steps away, watching them with so much pain in my heart, though they didn't. Because right now, I'm just like a ghost in my own life. Kael trains with Morwen every morning in the main yard where everyone can see. His fire is different now. Not gold. Not indigo. But black, mixed with something ancient and sour. Morwen watches from the shade, nodding, smiling, and feeding him power like poisoned honey.

“Who comes to search for a job here on a day like this? Today of all days?” My frown instantly melted away and was replaced with confusion. “What do you mean? What is happening today?” “What?” He answered in awe. “Are you new in town?” He further inquired. His question made me remember my driver again. “This is definitely Karma.” “Yes, I am. So tell me what today is.” I answered with clenched jaws. “It’s Alpha Kilhan’s birthday! The man who rules this town. Almost all the clubhouses, hotels, restaurants, and even some hospitals are owned by him. Including the one we are in as we speak.” He praised him, but I remained unfazed.

Zariah whispers. She points to another. "Imani Lee. Independence Pack. Won't talk to anyone, although not mute." She girl stands with her hands by her front, as she watches the area with dark eyes. So dark in fact, that when her gaze sweeps our way, I have to drop my own to the floor. Independence Pack members don't leave their Pack often, managing to preserve their natural beauty. How she manages to keep her stark white hair that straight, I have no idea. "Chasity Pearson," Zariah murmurs, my gaze following her finger. "Purity Pack. Total nutjob. Thinks the Goddess lives within her, and rumour has it, is only here to convert the Alpha to her religion."

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

Like it just happened yesterday. They made me who I am now, and I don’t have any regret for killing Kevin, Alex, and Gin and there are two more. It’s Alvin Ross who is now Ervin Ross and no matter how he hides, who he is...is who he is. Yeah right! I remember that quotation from Mother Conqueror. It says…