Killian Jones Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

"Prince Julian was working with human hunters?" "He killed our own kind..." "Traitor!" "And one more thing," Killian said, his eyes sweeping across the room, his voice filled with absolute authority. "Did you all really think these were Bureau agents?" He snapped his fingers. The so-called "officers" immediately removed their masks, revealing familiar faces. They were all Killian's personal shadow guards. "What?!" Julian was in a full-blown panic. "Impossible! The Bureau clearly—" "The Bureau has been in my pocket for years," Killian's voice was pure ice. "Did you really think I'd be caught so easily? That I was just waiting for you to make your move?"

He swore revenge on Fredrick and would one day make himself alpha if he had to. Killian grew up in the Green Marsh pack. A good size pack of country wolves with acres of farmland. He worked the land and got along with everyone in the pack. He was raised by an alpha and it started to show. When Killian turned twelve, he was trained as a soldier. With his build, anger, and determination, Alpha Jones thought it best and Killian used it as an outlet for his aggression. For a time, it worked until no one was an equal match for him. Alpha Jones just hoped that he hadn’t made a mistake in training him as such.

Selene looked at Killian, who appeared to be lost in thought, and said, “Mr. Thorne, please sit. I will go and prepare some tea for you.” Killian could not wait. Just as Selene was about to leave, he went ahead and held her hand, “Wait.” Selene stopped and turned around. Their eyes met, and something deep inside them seemed to be pulling them together. “Who are you?” Killian asked. “I… I am Karen.” “Selene!” Killian called out the name with certainty. Selene’s face changed. How did he know her name? Had he finally remembered her, or did he have her investigated?

Therefore, our eyes were well prepared for the brilliance to reoccur. “Son-of-a-bitch,” Killian bellowed. “Why, Killian Epps,” Jason drawled as he quickly reclaimed his bearings. “It has been a long time.” Then, looking at me, he calmly added, “I came to untie my love, but I see that you beat me to it.” “You know each other?” I gasped, incredulously. “I had the privilege of arresting his ass on a few occasions,” Killian grumbled. “He went by a different name, though.”

“Just be careful, okay? I’m sort of getting used to you, and I don’t want to have to start breaking in a new mate.” Killian smiled at my teasing. “Thanks a lot.” He rolled over and faced me. “You did well tonight, Hailey. Staying on the phone, then getting hold of Romeo. You were really compassionate to Josephine.” He brushed a strand of hair from my forehead. “That’s one of the things I like most about you.” I felt all warm and mushy inside from Killian's praise, but shrugged in response. “I didn’t do that much.” “I still appreciate it.” A yawn escaped him, even as he brushed the pad of this thumb over my lips. “I guess I’d better get some sleep. Tomorrow looks to be pretty busy.” He reache

Right now, I didn't feel the soreness of my body, or the anxiety that came with acting tough. I was just me. We'd soon gotten into the royal space and this time, I was the one doing the listening. Killian was busy telling me stories about how his many adventures. Apparently, Killian was a lover of nature and he spent most of his childhood exploring the woods. He was about telling me a story of how he fought off rogues at thirteen when someone rudely interrupted us. “Alpha Killian. I was told you'd arrived early. Welcome,” Jake greeted him with a smile that never reached his eyes.

I swear I will kill her if I find that out. Everyone sits the moment Killian does some gesture. He waits for them to settle before beginning to speak. I feel beads of sweat on my forehead as I see him clearing his throat. How fast did my friend betray me? Is she jealous of me? “As you all know, I don't have a Luna. And this is because of not finding my mate soon enough.” He starts. “But my search finally ended when I reunited with my mate, my better half Trisha.” He adds proudly, looking at me so affectionately. I hear an 'Aaaaaw!' And I am sure it's Harriet.

It was all for power, and I was someone… a thing that was supposed to play as a pawn in the powerplay between Anderson and Harrise. A hand wrapped around my wrist. “Mila!” I pulled, and I turned back to look at Killian. Blinking in the night, I was already out of the mansion’s gates and on the road—an empty road—and the streetlight was the only source of light as I looked at Killian. My eyes immediately went to his busted lower lip and then down to the hand that was holding me. “How did you get here?” he asked. His knuckles were bruised and bloody. He knew about Tommen for a significant amount of time.

I shielded Diana and Devon with my body, making sure they were safe while my eyes were on Killian, who was thrown away on the other side of the building, almost half unconscious from the poison in the wounds of his arm. “Dominic, be careful!” I screamed at my husband as I hid the kids behind the sarcophagus, the thick concrete protecting us from all the rubble that flew on us. With a quick study of the enemy that broke into the ancient mausoleum, I saw that his massive claws were coated with silver. My eyes widened as I realized that Killian had been lying to us! [Killian, you idiot!] I snarled at the MoonStone Alpha. [You didn’t do that wound on yourself, did you!? You fought one of them! T

I swear if he fucking did, I’ll kill him. SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW. “He really didn’t, I’m not—” I was saying, but stopped as he tilted my chin up. My breath hitched as his thumb brushed the side of my face, tracing the faint mark Killian’s hand had left on my jaw. His eyes burned when he saw it, and I knew there was nothing I could say or do to stop him. Killian was a dead guy walking. “Sloane,” he said, my name coming through his lips like he was holding onto the edge of something. I caught the way his jaw clenched as his eyes darkened, and I gulped. “You don’t lie to me. Not about something like this.”