Killian Jones Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

Daniel asked hoping for a positive response at least. Their only affirmation was a sly smile and a gentle nod. Finally, something. --- "Mom," Clarissa called. "When are you going to tell me what is really going on?" Kara leaned upright on the wall. "Why does he want papers? How do you even know this man?" When Kara didn't answer, Clarissa sighed. "Mom, what is really going on?" Clarissa tried. "You can't-" "Do you really want to know the truth Clarissa?" Kara turned to look at her for the first time since she started talking.

“So, you’re saying ‘be careful’.” “I am.” “Zeke, you should know by now that ‘Careful’ is my middle name.” Zeke smiles a grim smile and rolls his eyes. “I swear, Killian, you constantly remind me of why I’m grateful I never had any children, especially not a daughter.” “I think the entire world should be grateful for that fact. Is there anything else you need me for?” “No. Take however long you need to get back in the game, but stay alert. Just because you’re taking R&R., don’t let your guard down.”

Gia Paparazzi pointed cameras in our faces, snapping pictures like maniacs. The light blinded me, making it hard to see a single fucking thing. White dots danced in my vision, and all I could hear was chaos happening all around us. Since getting kidnapped by rogue wolves and a wayward werebear, my cage-fighting hero, Kian Jones, a biker bear from the Roughnecks Motorcycle Club, had rescued me, carried me to his den on his steel horse, married me, bit me on the ass, and rocked my world between the sheets. My hubby’s fame drew attention wherever we went. Five minutes ago, we were at the courthouse signing our mating license, and now reporters were shoving cameras and microphones in our faces.

"Tell me, dear Reyna why would you go as far as to feed the Lycan?" She sucked in a breath. He knew. "I don't know what you're talking about." Killian shook his head and clucked his tongue. "Every time we hit him, you'd break into tears. Do you think I don't know that?" He stopped circling her, coming to stand directly in front of her. He hooked a finger under her chin. "The last time I threw him in the dungeons, he was nearly rotting. But then he healed as good as new overnight. Care to explain how?"

Killian paused for a while before saying, “You’re my Luna. I want you to go, baby. I want the rest of the Alphas to know I’ve got the best Luna and you need to do some networking, remember?” “Yes! You’re right, darling.” “I want you to wear the dress on that day. You like it, right?” “I love it. How’d you know the perfect size for me?” “How wouldn’t I know, baby? I hit you in the right spots and I know every inch of your body,” Killian uttered as we burst out laughing in unison. "Alright, honey, I got to go,” Killian said as he ended the call. …. It was time and I was ready for the Gala

"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.

“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.”

“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.”

Killian 's usual unwavering dedication to his work seemed momentarily overshadowed. Killian had always been meticulous, striving for perfection in everything he did. He preferred solitude, ensuring that no one could disrupt his focus, not even Ginni , whom he cherished deeply. Unexpectedly, Killian broke the silence by abruptly asking about her well-being. This question caught Black off guard, causing him to divert his gaze from his troubled friend, only to find Killian now staring intently at him.

Each year we will go to another kingdom in another country. "Are you ready to go back inside?" Killian asked as he held out his hand to help me up. "Adrian, Amber, Brynn, it's time for a nap," "Sire, I have news," Keegan smiled brightly as he opened the door for us. "News?" I said as I waddled back inside holding my large round belly. "Yes, this is Jessika Haynes, my mate, she came a bit early for the mating season," Keegan recited as he grabbed a hold of his mate's copper-colored hand.