Killian Jones From Once Upon A Time Novelas e Histórias

"And mother of Magnus, the son your army murdered." The dungeon went deathly quiet. Killian's expression didn't change, but something flickered in his eyes. Surprise. Anger. And something that might have been regret. "Luna Mira," he repeated. "The one who escaped during the raid. The one we never found." He looked at me with new eyes, seeing past the disguise, past the lies. "You've been under my roof this entire time." "Yes." "Serving me. Cleaning my chambers. Standing beside me." His laugh was bitter. "And I never knew."

“In that case, I'll personally go and fetch her. You appear to value her more than our brotherhood.” Killian hadn't gotten to his feet when the large doors were pushed open from the outside. Two ladies stepped in. One avoiding the men's gazes, and one's eyes pinned on Lucas Harrison. Her electrifying gaze made him uncomfortable despite feigning indifference. And the moment she broke eye contact with him, she smiled at Killian. “Mr. Jonas, sorry for keeping you waiting.” “Please don't apologize, Ms. Olsen.” Killian stood up and shook hands with her. “I should thank you instead for saving my head.”

He didn’t look as certain as he did before. Killian stepped forward slightly, placing himself just ahead of me. Not blocking me, not forcing me back. Just standing right in front of me protectively. Like it was his instinct. “You’re being used,” Killian said, his voice cutting through the quiet. “The council is feeding you a story and you’re running with it.” Jason’s expression flickered. “You know nothing.” “Really?,” Killian replied. “I am an elder of the Unified Supernatural Council. Still think I know nothing?”

" can you do it as well? Mum said you were a Lycan and that you could turn into a wolf without the full moon" " Yes, I can, " Killian said with a smile. he was a bit surprised that his ex-wife talked about him to his children. he had thought that the purpose of her running away while pregnant was so she could pretend he never existed. "I will show you " Killian took off his jacket and tossed it aside, he hoped that Raze wouldn't ignore him this time around. he hadn't been able to transform into a wolf for years now because his wolf had never once responded to him, not since Lisa Left. Raze insisted that Lisa was their mate but Killian didn't believe it.

As she went back to the kitchen, her mind raced with thoughts, what if her little troublemaker ended up becoming like Marcus? She decorated her cake before giving her child a slice and now he was happy again. “Luna Aria, a word?” She turned to see who had called her and it was Killian, dressed in nothing but the finest attire. And behind him, was his first son. He had brought his dad into the game and she was not impressed. “I'm busy Alpha Killian.” She returned the greeting and her mate smirked like the devil himself. He pushed his first born and unsurely, he waddled to his little brother who was scared of him.

"You and I both know that’s a lie." Elena tilted her chin up defiantly. "Then why don’t you tell me what I was doing?" Damian’s eyes flickered with something dangerous. "You’re playing with fire, Raven. And fire has a way of burning those who think they can control it." Her stomach clenched. Did he know who she really was? Did he suspect she was here for revenge? But before she could respond, a familiar, authoritative voice echoed down the hall. "Damian." Elena’s breath caught as Killian appeared, shirtless, his sculpted torso illuminated by the city lights. His hair was tousled, his gaze sharp as he took in the scene before him.

Hogan and his wife simultaneously shot upright. “The day you first mentioned the name ‘Killian’ to me, I remember feeling like I’d heard it somewhere before,” she continued, her smile deepening mischievously. “And today, when I went to my mentor's office to drop off some materials, I saw a photo of the two of them together. I asked about it, and guess what? Killian is actually his nephew!”

He was a man who always got what he wanted. The man was… Killian Hayes.

“I must confess, Mene—though I say this not because you have so blatantly threatened me—that I have truly been doing some thinking, and I realise that perhaps, I have been too harsh in my judgement of the Silvercrests—” “THEN FUCKING TURN OFF THAT LIGHT AND LEAVE MY MATE AND I ALONE SO I CAN FUCKING MOURN HER IN PEACE!” Killian cut off with an explosive outburst, having had enough of the seemingly fruitless banter. He had seen the Moon Goddess appear, and he had suddenly felt hope, but that hope was quickly dying by the minute.

His parents nodded. “Alright! I don’t know about the rest of you guys, but nymph and I need Zen to take us to the Werewolf Royal Castle to fetch our son,” Killian said to everyone else. “He is NOT your son!” Jeremiah growled. They all watched in shock as Killian moved at an unimaginable speed to get the gun on the shelf before shooting Jeremiah in the chest. “Shut up!” Killian told him. “Was that a silver bullet? Won’t you kill him?” Cain asked.