Novel & Cerita Kickin It Kai

“I’m 5'9. That’s basically six.” Jaden stood, towering. “I’m 6'1. You’re short.” They ate. No veggies. Too much tension. Too many glances. Later, Jaden was at the sink, water running, mind loud. “So,” he said, without turning. “Why are you really here?” Kai walked up behind him and wrapped his arms around his back, chin resting between Jaden’s shoulders like he belonged there too. “I want to have sex with you,” Kai said simply.

"The unshielded frequency will kill you! Remember what the note said—the damage is still there!" "If I don't use it right now, he kills both of us in this alley," Kai said. His voice sounded utterly detached, terrifyingly heavy and resonant, as if the acoustic vibration were originating from deep within his chest cavity rather than his vocal cords. "Close your ears, Anya. Don't look."

he knows he's good and he's not apologizing for it. One girl next to me literally grabs my arm. "Oh my god, Kai is insane." I'm just standing there like, "who even are you?" When practice ends, Kai walks straight toward me. His shirt is drenched in sweat. His hair is sticking to his forehead. He looks absolutely disgusting and somehow still hot, which feels unfair. "So," I say, "you're actually good at something other than being annoyingly charming." Kai wipes his face with his towel. "Tennis."

Vittoria “You were absolutely spectacular,” Alessio says as he leans against the bookshelf. I push out a slow breath through my mouth, nodding. “You think so?” “Yes! You grabbed him by his balls and pulled him through the ring like a pro,” he answers with a proud smile. I giggle, shaking my head. “It’s horns.”

Kai materialized at the edge of the bleachers, guitar case slung over one shoulder like a weapon. “Survived gym without getting flattened. Impressive, twenty-one.” He grinned, falling into step as Nico started walking. “You good?” “Fine,” Nico said. “Just tired of people staring.” Kai laughed. “Get used to it. You’re trending harder than a Swarm War memorial reel.”

My knees were giving out and my stomach was going crazy. Shit!! I pulled away from Kai so I could breath and he had a sloppy smile on his face. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked, breathing heavily and all. "Fuck no" I kissed him back again and he grabbed my waist in response. Those large hands! Kai had me pushed against the door as he pried my mouth open with his tongue, he inserted his tongue into my mouth and I tried to keep up, I threw my hands around his shoulders as both our tongues battled for control. He tasted like banana and i couldn't get enough. Kai kneading my waist was something I never knew I needed, my knees were giving out and I didn't give a shit.

Shivers crawled down my spine as he disregarded the audience gawking at us, especially Vincenzo, whose face looked like it could summon a thunderstorm any second. Kai continued with a boyish grin, his dark eyes twinkling as if we were at some kind of match-making event. “I am financially stable, emotionally mature, and my pack mates adore me. Moreover, I don’t have any dark secrets, no lingering exes to haunt your mornings. Lastly, I can cook a mean steak after hunting a deer.” My jaw slacked as I heard the list of his qualities like a popped-eye toy from the claw machine of a carnival, not believing my ears at all. Kai moved closer and softened his tone.

"So make it happen anyway. You're twenty-two. You're allowed to have disasters." I watch Kai get out of his truck wearing oil-stained jeans and a white t-shirt that shows off arms that have clearly spent a lot of time lifting heavy things. His dark hair is messy and he has grease smudged on his forearm and he looks exactly like the kind of trouble I should avoid. "Hey Kai," I call out from the pool. He looks over and I watch his eyes track down my body in my red bikini before he very deliberately looks away. "Hey Reyna. Your dad around?"

Kai. The ball hit me square in the chest and I hadn’t even seen it coming. The force knocked the air out of my lungs as I stumbled backward across the grass, barely managing to keep my balance before I hit the ground. The impact echoed across the field and for a second everything went quiet. Then Adrian laughed. “Holy shit,” he called out, jogging toward me with a grin. “Kai Blackthorn just missed a ball.” The rest of the team chuckled and Coach Everett groaned loudly from the sideline.

I never know what version of Kairo I’m getting, but I love every one of them. Then there’s the second-born, Kaian. Kaian is the wild card. The whirlwind. If something explodes, gets broken, or ends up mysteriously sticky, nine times out of ten, it’s Kaian. But he’s also the one who brings everyone together. He has this magnetic charm, the kind that gets him out of trouble way too easily. He smiles with those dimples, says “Mommy, you look like a princess today,” and suddenly, I forget he just drew on the wall with a permanent marker.