Killian Jones From Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

“Killian, I—“ my words were cut short when Damien glanced at me. He pinned me down with his gaze, silently questioning what I was so scared of. I didn’t say anything more when Damien did not add anything else to his words. What are Killian and I even doing here with them? Why is Killian so interested in their child, and why did he even call me here? Is it because he knows something? My eyes snapped to him in fear as soon as I had this thought. I looked into his face, trying to read his thoughts. “I have an only son named Ryker and he will be the future Alpha of our Pack,” Killian replied. “Well, isn’t this great? I have a son and you have a daughter and both of them are the same age.” My eye

Jack Moore smirked. A satisfactory thing seeing the shocking expression on him Killian's face. "Guess you're not the only one good with surprise, Killian Dante." He chuckled, arms spread in mock triumph. "I am not dead. I'm very much alive." He pulled Cassandra to his body in a way that showed possessiveness.

"It just goes to show that you are as the fates have predicted. If there was ever any doubt before this was concrete proof that you are what's going to end this with your father and even Viktor." "Is the black outlined one my fathers?" "Yes. KJ stands for King Jasper." "The border thinned and waivered when I touched it." "I seen." "What does that mean?" I asked. "It means you are going to weaken him. Possibly destroy." "What about the red and purple ones?" "The red one belongs to Viktor Belikov...VB. And the purple you were correct about is King Dimitris." Nodding in understanding I had to ask next. "What did it mean when I touched their borders? Each of them reacted differenly, but strongly

"You proved you couldn't protect a single female. Why should the Moon Mother trust you with a thousand lives?" Killian looked down at me, his eyes searching mine for even a spark of the love we once shared. He found only the frozen reflection of his own failure. He looked at Leo and Liam, who were watching him with a cold, detached curiosity. They didn't see a father. They saw a stranger who had hurt their mother. The weight of the realization seemed to break him. Killian fell to one knee, not as an Alpha, but as a supplicant. He lowered his head, exposing the back of his neck—the ultimate gesture of submission.

I don't think I'll want to be alive anymore. I dropped my face down while crying my heart out, waiting on God to hear my earnest prayer. The door in front opened again and I could swear on.y last breath it wasn't Rafe, 'cause he didn't go through that door. My head snapped back up, hoping it was my savior. And it was ... definitely. There he was... My knight in shining armor, my man, my Killian...with wait, is that not Jason? Why was he tied like up like a criminal, his whole face battered and bruised?

Damn it, why did it have to be the Phantom Kid? I reach for my handbag—and the knife inside it—and slowly make my way toward Anthony. “Anthony, sweetie, what are you talking about. My name’s not Sarah. It’s Jennifer, Jennifer Donner. You know that.” “No, it’s not. You’re Sarah Killian,” he says, as I step up to him. Even though I’m not a particularly tall person, I still loom over this little kid, and knowing what I’m about to have to do makes him seem even smaller. “Your name is Sarah Killian, and you are about to kill me.”

I swear I will kill her if I find that out. Everyone sits the moment Killian does some gesture. He waits for them to settle before beginning to speak. I feel beads of sweat on my forehead as I see him clearing his throat. How fast did my friend betray me? Is she jealous of me? “As you all know, I don't have a Luna. And this is because of not finding my mate soon enough.” He starts. “But my search finally ended when I reunited with my mate, my better half Trisha.” He adds proudly, looking at me so affectionately. I hear an 'Aaaaaw!' And I am sure it's Harriet.

“Long-standing wolves. Their energy is wrong. Slowly compromised over time. Like poison that’s been dripping in for months.” Killian’s body went rigid against me. Lorenzo’s arms tightened. “Names,” Killian demanded, voice dangerously low. I opened my eyes and met his gaze, hating every word I had to say. “Marcus Hale. Riley Voss. And… Devin.” The room went deathly silent. Killian froze completely. His cousin. Blood. One of the wolves he’d trusted without question for years. I felt the betrayal slash through the bond like a knife. “How long?” Killian asked, voice flat and terrifyingly calm.

"I still need to visit IKEA." "You can do that when you're an actor?" Killian nods, flashing his teeth briefly. "Yes, we still haven't begun filming the season I'm in, and right now, no one recognizes me." I laugh inwardly at that because once you've seen Killian, you can't forget easily forget about him—the guy is going to be a chick magnet after the first episode. "You're going to kill it." I have a hunch Killian will be an excellent actor on the big screen.

“Seriously?! How was I supposed to know you have connections in the Russian Mafia?!” “Well… he knew.” Kaiden pointed at Tony. My eyes widened as I glanced at Killian's best friend. “You knew?” “Wait a second!” Tony turned to Kaiden, a deep frown marring his forehead. “When was the last time you actually did something for your cousin?! Can I imagine calling you and asking to help Killian's girlfriend?! No! Not in a million years, and neither would Killian!” Kaiden smirked. “And yet, here I am, and I did help Josie.”