Killian Jones From Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

They all observed him quickly, some taking longer than most, until Alec called their names. "Would you like a quick introduction or a basic profile?" Alec asked him. Killian thought about it for a moment, but requested a quick introduction. He could always investigate them later. "Team, this is King Killian Jones, father of Simetra. Sir, this is Captain Mara Quinn, Communications specialist" Mara stepped forward, outstretched her hand and shook Killian's "Good to meet you, your majesty", she said softly. "Then we have Lieutenant Jonah Mercer, counter-surveillance lead and Sergeant Theo Reyes, combat medic" The two shook the King's hand, Mercer with a straight face and Reyes with a slight smi

The estate owned by Lady Morgan was more or less human-oriented asides from the guards who were mostly werewolves. Katherine thought back to the time where she tried to sneak out and moments later one of the guards and a close friend of hers, Jason, appeared in front of her in his wolf form and chased her around for a bit before turning back to his human form and laughing at the frightened expression on the poor girl's face. Jason said he could smell her from miles away, ever since then, she's been careful to note his enhanced senses. Katherine was brought out of her thoughts when she heard a loud knock against her door. "Miss Daventin, I am Lord Killian, I am here on behalf of the Cardinal.

Killian commented, scrutinizing me in a curious manner. “You will make a wonderful Luna. Truly Alyce, you’re a natural. I struggled with it for many months, and I was raised around it. My mother was also a Luna.” “That is very kind of you Luna Morgan and quite the compliment considering.” I smiled at the pair, happy to try and turn Killian’s attention from me and to the flow of conversation. Last thing we needed were others asking questions before we were ready and able to answer them. “We just wanted to touch base and make sure you were aware of the situation, we were about to take our leave. We will see you at breakfast tomorrow?” Tristan interrupted as he took my hand, coming to my rescue

“I thought he was the reason you called me out here?” “Oh Ronan,” Selene pouted, turning to face him, her chin in her hand. “Are you saying I can’t call you out to a nice diner just to hang out? You bruise me.” Before he could say anything in reply, the bell at the top of the door rattled, and Killian stepped in. He looked better than Ronan had seen him last. Dressed impeccably in a dark button down shirt, and black slacks. It showed off his figure; tall, lean, with broad shoulders that tapered off into a compact waist.

Get that other asshole out of your head. Yes, out of her head. Would another happily married woman with a hot husband think about some jerkoff? No! And she wasn't going to, either. Killian stroked the length of rope as he walked back to where she stood. Cupping her chin, he looked hard into her eyes. "I just want you to know, I never expected to find the woman of my dreams and the love of my life in Red Creek, Kansas." He ran a finger over the slope of each breast. "For the rest of my life, I'll be grateful to Dusty for bringing us all here."

She slipped, and Kaelen was on her, pinning her against the trunk of a massive oak tree. He slammed her against the bark, his forearm pressing against her chest...right where the binder was. His eyes went wide. I saw the moment the realization hit him. He pressed his arm harder, his face twisting in confusion and then a sick kind of joy. "What the hell is this?" he whispered, his eyes scanning her face. "You’re... you’re a..." "She's a student under my protection." The voice didn't come from me. Killian appeared from the darkness like he had been part of the trees the whole time. He didn't look like a teacher. He looked like the God of Death. His eyes were glowing a brilliant, terrifying gol

"You're not going alone, Dylan. We'll stand together, as a pack." I nodded, feeling a wave of gratitude towards Kane and the pack. I knew they would stand by me, no matter what. As the sun began to set, Kane and I went to Killian who was now in the dungeon. Immediaty I got to the dungeon, some of the guards opened Killian's door and brought him out. "Tell me more about Sylvester's connection to Moonstone pack. Who is this person, and what's their role in all this?" I demanded.

one of the other council members spoke up, "perhaps we should consider…" "Consider what?" Julius turned on him. "Binding my mate like she's some kind of rabid wolf? Over my dead body." "That can be arranged," a new voice said from the doorway. We all spun. Killian leaned against the frame, looking perfectly at ease. He wore dark clothes that made him blend with the shadows, and that same cruel smile from the vision. "Impossible," Julius breathed. "The wards…" "Your wards are adorable," Killian interrupted. "Really. But they were designed to keep out physical threats, not psychic ones." His gaze found mine. "Hello again, little Luna. Did you enjoy my performance?"

Killian said, turning around. "Erika," he said, "on that night your wolf awakened. That night when I was betrayed by a huge number of my pack. That night when I lost a lot of my pack members in the war and our properties fa ed fatal damages. That night when I almost lost my bestfriend..." "Don't tell me..." I gasped, my brain had quickly picked where his point was landed for. "Yes, that devil was the one behind it all," Killian said, "he's Sloane, leader of the sky blood pack. He looks innocent unless you are aware of his capabilities. The only sworn enemy I have... It's that devil called Sloane."

And he remade my nest. And he’s a backwards Neandertal who loses his marbles when he finds out a grown ass woman had a lover or two. Did he think I was home crocheting all this time? I mean, I was. A lot. My escapades were few and far between. I wasn’t sneaking off into the bushes after every moonlight swim like his cousin Ashlynn does. No judgement, not from me, but damn, Killian is as big a hypocrite as any male in this pack.