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.”

Ricochet proceeded with the announcements, “we have Mad Dog, the President of the Hellhounds Motorcycle Club.” Raucous cheers erupted through the underground arena and charged the air. The bloodthirsty crowd all wanted to see some guts spilled, no matter whose they were. “And in the left corner, from the mountain range of Forest Hills, we have the son of Razor, and member of the Roughnecks Motorcycle Club, Kian Jones!” The name didn’t seem to fit the raging demon inside me. It felt as if Kian Jones was some guy I knew from another lifetime.

"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.”

Their father's impulsive decisions had led to the sacrifice of numerous lives, including their own. Since that fateful incident, Killian had withdrawn into himself, avoiding discussions about relationships and love, unless it pertained to his curse. It was evident that Killian had no desire to enter into another romantic union, yet his duty as a King compelled him to fulfill the responsibility of producing an heir for the royal family. This could only be accomplished through a complete mating with someone. Therefore, occasions like these, where Killian exhibited a sense of calmness and could endure their playful taunts, were exceedingly rare but immensely valuable. Derek cherished and treasu

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.

He even shamelessly tried to peek more until Peony had to push him away. "Back off, you two. Don't you have anything better to do than show up on someone's doorstep?" Peony yelled again, more fiercely this time. "I always have free time," Killian joked, "for pretty girls." "Yeah, you are a jobless bastard." Killian slapped my shoulder and laughed. "Man, no wonder you brought her back. She's no longer a sweet, lovely princess, but a fucking tigress!"