Killian Jones From Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

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.

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!”

“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 could say anything he wanted, but calling me barren was a line he shouldn’t cross. My knees buckled and I dropped to the ground, shuddering with each sobs. Through my tear-filled vision, I saw her cover her phone with her hands and direct a mocking glance toward me. It dawned on me that she was Taylor, the daughter of Alpha Zain from the White Moon pack. She was renowned for her successful fashion brand and her incredible design talent. I had no idea she was the one Killian had been interested in all along. “Killian,” I whispered, my voice quivering as I met his icy gaze, filled with disdain.

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.

However, Killian is an enemy. As Tiffany continued to train in the forest, unaware of the presence watching her, Killian Montgomery, a formidable enemy, observed her every move with a calculating gaze. Killian was a werewolf from a rival pack, driven by a deep-seated vendetta against Tiffany's family. Killian had spent years honing his abilities, becoming an expert in masking his scent and remaining undetected. He knew that Tiffany possessed incredible powers, and he saw her as a threat to his own plans for dominance. Killian believed that by eliminating Tiffany, he could weaken her family's influence and seize control for himself.

“Oh, for the love of Captain Hammer’s nipples. Yes, that’s all. We met for coffee. We talked. I played the whole ‘wanting to get to know you’ game. He was . . . nice enough. I guess.” “Nice enough? Well fuck me in the ass with a splintery wooden spoon and call me Sally Struthers . . . Sarah Killian, you little goodie-girl, you like this guy, don’t you?” “Will you please not use my fucking real name while we are on assignment? And no, I do not like Duke Anderson. He’s a low-life hillbilly hick who I wouldn’t even give a passing glance to if it weren’t for this damn mission.”

then she would proceed to wash all the dishes, take out the laundry, and then start working on the breakfast for the rest of the family. she hums quietly to herself as she gets started on breakfast. it wasn't long before she was distracted by the sound of footsteps approaching. Kira glances over her shoulders only to see Killian walking into the kitchen. she immediately turns her head and tries her best to appear small Killian was the son of Alpha Colin, he was two years older than Kira was and would soon ascend his father's position as Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack.

I couldn’t look at her anymore without thinking of that moment when I walked in on her moaning from another man’s dick. “Sir, you have a visitor. Killian John — Oh, Killian Jones.” My new assistant informed me over the phone. “Send him through.” I put the phone down and closed my laptop. Killian was my homeboy, and I knew it was about to go down. He came at the right time when I needed to de-stress after dealing with Amari and her attitude. “My man!” Killian squealed as soon as he opened the door and walked inside. “How are you, my man?”

"I'm okay..." Killian muttered for the hundredth time as I helped him lie down, the coffee barely swallowed. "Yeah, I know. You're fine but you need to sleep—take a rest." "Vampires don’t sleep." "Then fake it. You need the rest." I replied sharply. Killian scoffed. He wouldn't be arguing with me again right? He has been doing that since I helped him out of the bathroom. If he had been in pain ever since he possessed me, why hadn't he informed me?