Killian Jones Novels & Stories

And there I was by the window with one glass of scotch and a phone on my ear. "Klaus", I said the moment the line was answered. A faint rustle, then his voice. Brief. Dry. "Yes, Daniel." "I need you to run a background check on someone." "Name?" "Killian Rhodes Formerly L.A.-based, but recently turned up in New York. Adopted son of Rebel's parents. Showed up out of the blue, uninvited, to introduce himself to Rebel." "Ouch. You don't think he can be trusted?"

I cock my head to the side, now looking at the card. The event is in a few days. I cannot deny how nervous I am. I never knew Killian had family outside the ones I already know to begin with and that is just two people, Liam and Natalie. Don’t get me wrong, but one just never thinks far enough past the parents and siblings and both his parents are. . . . well, to put it frankly, unable to attend events. Unable to even breathe. Or see me to let me know they had siblings.

he drawled, "took you long enough. I was beginning to think you had changed your mind about spending the weekend with me." I rolled my eyes but could not help the smile that tugged at my lips. "Dream on, Killian," I replied, climbing into the passenger seat as he held the door open. Killian was hard to ignore—he was a huge guy, broad-shouldered and tall, with a presence that demanded attention. His dark hair was always a bit unruly, a perfect contrast to his sharp jawline and intense green eyes. His left arm was covered in a sleeve tattoo, the ink swirling down his arm in an intricate design—black lines, shaded geometric patterns, and symbols that I could not fully make sense of but seemed t

Kai pulls him back and slams him against the door. “Settle down, brother. You will have your revenge, but we need to plan how we will go about this for now. His drop was last night, so we can’t call him back here. We have a week to plan what to do with him, so do you want to give him a quick death, or do you want him to suffer?” Kai asks him, to which Konstantin stops growling. Kai lets go and slaps his shoulder.

The day after the incident Kelley withdrew another ten grand knowing that his cards would be cancelled that Monday. His dead phone told him everything he needed to know. His father had been serious about cutting him off and out of his life. He truly was on his own now. Jesse helped him to register a new phone and he saw Norah and Hanson’s relationship update on social media, one day after his fall from grace. Kelley had just enough aggression to play quarterback in football but he wasn’t a fighter by nature. He’d never needed to fight before. Jesse changed all that. He was an ex-marine who specialized in mixed martial arts.

I'm not surprised. Killian Black isn't like every other wealthy bachelor in the city. I might dislike the man for no reason in particular, except he's a genuine asshole and a dick bag, but he's fine to the eyes. Killian Black is hot, sexy. He's that type of man you just can't get enough of by just staring at him. He's good looking, too attractive and that just seems to annoy me. He's an arrogant son of a bitch. I first encountered him the day he threatened to fire Keiran for nearly spilling a bottle of Scotch on him, and then he fired Kelly, Keiran's twin older brother, because he did a poor job of serving him his drink. I have never seen a conceited asshole like Killian Black before.

Wait – Killian Lee’s not black. I knew that because of the story Derek had told so long ago in Ryan’s basement. Plus, I’d seen plenty of photos of the band since Killian joined. He was white, early 30’s, hair in a ponytail, always wearing John Lennon-style round sunglasses, always dressed in black.

“He’s planning to collaborate with Ms. Storm on a construction project. Also, he’s becoming a shareholder in the Storm Empire. I got insider information from one of his employees.” Aaron Anderson. The moment his assistant mentioned that name, Killian’s mood took a complete nosedive, the anger he’d been suppressing since morning, surfacing in full force. He didn’t think twice before grabbing his phone and dialing a number. The phone rang twice before someone answered it. Then came the most annoying voice. “Brother-in-law, don’t tell me that you’ve missed me already. Well, it has been over three months, I’m not surprised.” Killian’s eyes darkened. Still, he managed to keep his tone calm and st

How dare this motherfucker call me a slave! "Watch it! He doesn't belong to us either. We only have one boss," Lia said, and we all turned our attention to Killian. He took a sip from the mug in his hand, his arms resting atop the sofa's armrest. He sat majestically, staring disinterestedly at me, seemingly oblivious to our presence. He sure was the boss. And if we were a gang, it was better if I respected him and did as told just so a fucking ugly dude like this blonde wouldn't dare disrespect me again.

The guard's voice drifted into my ears making me remove my hands from my eyes to see who he was talking to. "Huh?" I froze seeing the figure in my front, it was Alpha Kyle, the last person I had expected to be here. Was he here to make things hard for me again? I just couldn't understand what was going on and could only stare blankly. "What do you think you are doing?" Alpha Kyle growled as he stared at me. "Kneel!" Immediately, I felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me forcing me to my knees. Even though he was staring directly at me, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I knew I might be whipped again if I did that. So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking