Killian Jones Once Upon A Time Novels & Stories

“I think he knows how to compliment a lady when she deserves it. You look beautiful, Loraine.” I duck my head, blushing. Preston elbows Kris, and I jerk my head up at him to see that he’s dressed as fancy as Alpha Hunter, except his suit jacket is not hanging on one arm. It is not present at all. Killian offers me a small smile, and I take it because I had caught him staring before. I will take that as a compliment. “We’ve kept them waiting enough; let’s go.”

Sophie said to scare Killian. "You didn't even know the name of his sister, do you?" Killian asked angrily. "Give me a clue" Sophie teased him. "I should kill you here right now" Killian threatened her. "Wait!" she gasped. "I'm not Baldwin's sister, but you can still have me. I am beautiful, ain't I?" she had run out of options. The worst of her problems right now was Alpha Jones would be thinking she was still at the shrine. There was no way he would know she had gone somewhere else.

“They’re too pretty. I feel like I’d be destroying art.” “You mean the one with three googly eyes and a broken candy cane leg?” Vivian asked. Brie glared. “That’s my Cyclops reindeer, and I love her.” “She’s horrifying,” Stella muttered, biting into a crooked sugar cookie. The front door opened again. Killian walked back in, this time with Kieran behind him.... Kieren has been visiting since the wedding begin Killian's cousin and all. “I brought backup,” he said, tossing a pack of takeaway containers on the counter. “Just in case you baked enough to feed a village.”

Lucian muttered, grazing my neck with his breath. My heart twitched and I pushed my body forward but ended up brushing my lips against Killian's lips. He batted his lashes and his blue eyes twinkled. “That tastes nice," he chuckled and I heated up. " Jonas has a frail yet cunning Luna. She is not the kind of woman we like in our bed," Lucian muttered, and my brows shot up. “She'll probably die before we thrust in," Killian laughed and my belly knotted at his words. Realization hit me and I swerved my head around in surprise.

He released Elena’s hip and spun around, his face paling as the heavy double doors of the east wing swung open. Killian Cross stood in the archway. He had discarded his suit jacket, wearing only his dark trousers and an unbuttoned charcoal vest that did nothing to hide the massive, lethal breadth of his shoulders. His dark, obsidian eyes were fixed entirely on Julian’s hand, a terrifying, lawless violence simmering just beneath his composed surface.

Killian began, his voice dropping into a serious, highly respectful register. Benjamin looked up from his papers, raising an eyebrow at the sudden formality. Elena stopped her knitting, a small, knowing smile already playing at the corners of her lips. “When we were trapped in that cave,” Killian said, stepping forward toward the desk, and when I thought I was going to lose Faith the day she was kidnapped, I realized something. Life in this world is unpredictable, but my devotion to your daughter is certain. She is my soul mate, my Queen, and the only future I want.

"That's who your pack needs you to be." Killian looked down at her, and through the whiskey fog, he saw it. Saw the longing in her eyes. The way she was looking at him was like he was everything. But he was drunk and grieving and so desperately lonely he couldn't think straight. Before he could even lift his hand dismissively, Onika kissed him. Killian froze for half a second—his brain screaming that this was wrong, that this wasn't Annie— But then memory kicked in. Because he'd kissed Onika before, made love to her before he met Annie.

Killian said, "he's Sloane, leader of the sky blood pack. He looks innocent unless you are aware of his capabilities. The only sworn enemy I have... It's that devil called Sloane." My heart sank. How could I have danced so close to an enemy? No wonder Veletta was so unrestful about him. If only I could recall meeting him somewhere before now. But that wasn't possible, not when I couldn't even recall that I saved Killian's pack from the enemies. "If only I knew," I lowered my head. "Don't worry. I just slacked off for this one time. If he ever gets close to you again, I promise, I'll rip his head off," Killian swore in his anger.

Killian stormed my family's home with his most loyal guards. This time, he charged straight for my room. My mother stood in his way. "My daughter is dead! You took her body. Now you barge in with your guards? What more could you possibly want!" "What am I trying to do? You're asking me?" Killian sneered. "Sloane's death was remarkably convenient, was it not!" "Why don't you have her and her lover come out and explain what they've been plotting behind my back!"

His name is Jonas Reed," I said, watching him carefully. His eyes were alert now. "His family were members of my father's syndicate." I added. Killian's brow furrowed. "How close were you two?" Of course, he would figure that out. I hesitated. Part of me wanted to shield that kid whom I used to know. But he was a monster now. He'd hurt my husband in more ways that one. "We were... close." I told Killian. "He used to joke about marrying me. He said I'd be his queen."