Killian Jones Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

Ash told them all. "You play the drums too!" Killian sounded impressed. "I've always found a girl that can play the drums sexy." He smiled at me. Toni's chest rumbled as he suppressed a growl. "Woah easy there killer." Josh joked."I didn't invite her here for you to flirt with." "I didn't mean…" Killian started. "Just nevermind." He sulked back in his chair. He had a couple lip piercings and I could seem him fiddling with them in his mouth.

“Don’t you feign innocence. I saw you and Killian last night. What the hell is going on between you two? You know he’s dangerous.” The minute it was decided that the wedding would take place at Dawn, Killian had requested that he be made Raya’s personal guard. I didn’t agree, of course, but Kier thought he was wasting away in the dungeons. Bad as he might have been, he was skilled and awfully intelligent. And he does care for Raya. That one fact is inarguable. He’s constantly under watch, and so far, he’s been of good behavior. That doesn’t mean we trust him. “Nothing,” Raya murmurs. “We’re just friends—”

“I must confess, Mene—though I say this not because you have so blatantly threatened me—that I have truly been doing some thinking, and I realise that perhaps, I have been too harsh in my judgement of the Silvercrests—” “THEN FUCKING TURN OFF THAT LIGHT AND LEAVE MY MATE AND I ALONE SO I CAN FUCKING MOURN HER IN PEACE!” Killian cut off with an explosive outburst, having had enough of the seemingly fruitless banter. He had seen the Moon Goddess appear, and he had suddenly felt hope, but that hope was quickly dying by the minute.

one of the other council members spoke up, "perhaps we should consider…" "Consider what?" Julius turned on him. "Binding my mate like she's some kind of rabid wolf? Over my dead body." "That can be arranged," a new voice said from the doorway. We all spun. Killian leaned against the frame, looking perfectly at ease. He wore dark clothes that made him blend with the shadows, and that same cruel smile from the vision. "Impossible," Julius breathed. "The wards…" "Your wards are adorable," Killian interrupted. "Really. But they were designed to keep out physical threats, not psychic ones." His gaze found mine. "Hello again, little Luna. Did you enjoy my performance?"

He was either in the family estate or engaged in work-related activities. “Actually, he’s—” A rough hand latching onto my arm pulled me out of the moment and drained the words I was about to say. Killian came into view—stiff and stern. “Killian…” He leaned toward my ear, his voice dropping low, danger lurking in every word. “As my Luna,” he started, his tone growing darker as he clenched my waist, “the only time you get to kneel is for me.” My ears burned as bile sank deep into my throat. I pushed it down as his lips curled into a teasing smirk.

"Outrageous? Really , Jake? Everything you’ve done reeks of calculation. First , you involve yourself in the pack's affairs , then your name miraculously appears on this list.. What other explanation is there?" "Because Killian failed!! That's why I had to step up! Where was he when Sharon was kidnapped? I went after her. Do you know what I found? Your perfect son laughing with the Blood Moon Pack the same pack that threatened to kill him if Sharon wasn’t handed over. Guess what?? He was perfectly fine. Laughing. Talking.. Not a scratch." "Lies!" Zahra hissed. "You’ll say anything to cover your tracks. How dare you accuse my son of treason?? Killian is the rightful heir to this pack . You? Y

He moved from his car and walked toward them. I followed him quietly. "Freya, you didn't tell me you are bringing Alpha home. We would have made arrangements for him!" Killian Jones said. I didn't speak, only stopped beside Alpha Aleric. He looked at my father. "Mr. Jones." Killian extended his hand toward him. "Alpha, nice to see you again!" Aleric glanced at his hand. Then he shook hands with him. I shifted my gaze to Alpha Aleric. The night of the coronation party came to my mind.

"Where's Oliver?" "He's in the nursery with Lily," Killian said. "He ate a full meal and went right back to sleep. He's fine, Esme. I promise." I leaned back against the pillows, letting out a long breath. "And Thorne?" Killian’s expression darkened slightly. "He's in the guest quarters. I have guards on him, but he hasn't tried anything. He spent most of the morning asking if he could see you. I told him he had to wait until you were awake and ready."

She slipped, and Kaelen was on her, pinning her against the trunk of a massive oak tree. He slammed her against the bark, his forearm pressing against her chest...right where the binder was. His eyes went wide. I saw the moment the realization hit him. He pressed his arm harder, his face twisting in confusion and then a sick kind of joy. "What the hell is this?" he whispered, his eyes scanning her face. "You’re... you’re a..." "She's a student under my protection." The voice didn't come from me. Killian appeared from the darkness like he had been part of the trees the whole time. He didn't look like a teacher. He looked like the God of Death. His eyes were glowing a brilliant, terrifying gol

Killian was ready for it all—to drive Damon insane and break him till he had nothing to hide. He had more meetings with Deon and other members of his board in place about their plan and action, and the plan had begun as they spoke. As his spies filed out of the meeting and Killian was ready to call it a day, he knew his mind was still filled with one certain goldcrest omega that made him feel like he was on the edge of insanity. Maybe Deon was right about his rut, but hell, he couldn’t keep away from her even if he tried.