Killian Ouat Novels & Stories

Dying in a strange land overwhelmed her with much sadness and fright that she sat backing away. " Strip her " Konstantin suddenly said and in a twinkle of an eyes, two men dashed into the room, Kirill and Lev. They tug at iris's dress at first and suddenly konstantin said " Stop, call in females " Kirill and Lev nodded but actually they are dissapointed. They have been excited when the job had been given to them as they have thought it would be nice to see some tits and boobs.

I looked up quickly and hoped Killian wouldn't agree. " Absolutely not " Killian answered emotionless. " Come on Killian. Aren't you like the big man on campus? This should be easy for you unless, you don't think you're good enough. " Killian contemplated on what to do as he bit his lip. " What do I get in return? " He spoke and my hope flew out the window. " I can give you 10 grand in cash " " Bullshit. I don't want your worthless money "

I whispered, turning to leave, but then I felt his nails digging into my wrist, stopping me from leaving. "Aurora, wait. We need to talk." Uncle Kieran said, his breath heavy, and he quickly unbuttoned the first two buttons on his chest as if he was suffocating. I finally noticed his tired eyes, the dark circles around them, and the looming energy behind him, Selene. "Why do you want to speak to her now?" She cut in. "You should be worried about the scandal and clearing your name. Don't you want to find out who is releasing those pictures?"

EXCLUSIVE: The Sins of BEN DAWSON: Financial Misconduct, Forgery, and Alleged Drugging Incident. By the time Cillian pulled into his driveway, the sun was up and the sky looked too calm for the storm ripping through the city of Oakland. He stormed into his house and Kent was already waiting, perched at the edge of the couch shuffling tv channels. As soon as Cillian showed up, “Well?” he asked. Cillian didn’t answer. He tossed his keys on the table and peeled off his coat slowly, like he’d just returned from battle.

I know Killian is a self absorbing physcopath who doesn’t dosent give a fuck about anyone but himself but he wouldn’t hurt anyone, his just hurt and full of anger and don’t even judge him by that he would hurt anyone no one and I mean it. “That’s where you got it all wrong sweetheart, you obviously don’t know the man and the things he can do and I feel so sorry for you”. Killian wouldn’t hurt a fly if he could, I would know that…. I stammered again as my vision blurred. “Hmmm” the man says calmly. Killian is going to be here sooner than later and trust me we would be waiting for him with our best men .

Killian, on a video screen from Barcelona, said: I just want everyone to know that the European operation is ahead of projections and I am personally responsible for this and I would like a trophy. He got a round of laughter that was entirely genuine and that I thought, privately, was a better tribute to who he had become than anything more serious would have been.

But his efforts were in vain as Tirich effortlessly slipped away, disappearing into the night. Breathing heavily, Killian stood near the window, his fists clenched in frustration. He had failed to capture Tirich, the man responsible for the death of Mr Taylor and countless others. Yet, a spark of determination ignited within him. He swore to himself that he would hunt Tirich down and bring him to justice, no matter the cost. Turning his attention back to the lifeless body of Mr Taylor, Killian felt a surge of sorrow and determination. He slowly walked back to Mr Taylor's bed and stared down at his body, he exhaled deeply and his eyes went momentarily shut. He pulled the bell just above his b

And also, the most honest thing I’d ever done. “Emma!” my aunt Lillian said, arms stretched wide. “You’re glowing, darling. And this must be…?” “Killian Thomas,” I said, placing a hand on his back proudly. “My boyfriend.” A flicker in her expression. Surprise. Disapproval, quickly masked with polite curiosity. “How charming,” she said. “And what do you do, Mr. Thomas?” Killian extended his hand. “I manage international strategic partnerships at Lancaster & Co.” “Oh?” her brows lifted, impressed despite herself. “Not bad for someone so… young.”

"It doesn’t matter. The fact is, as long as you’re available, she’ll come running. And once the grass gets greener on the other side, she’ll leave, just like last time." Harry’s mind drifted back to the last incident. Boma had run back to Donovan, professing her love for him. "Look, I don’t want to see you hurt," Ken said, his tone softening slightly. "You want to be like Donovan, right? A frat leader, a top student, admired and followed. You think that comes easy? He beat you at the polls, and he wasn’t even a candidate at the start. Yet here you are, playing the- I don’t want to use the word fool, but you get the picture."

BREA POV "Do not underestimate Killian, he's a maniac when it comes to totally destroying his opponent, so when you get in there, do not give him any opportunity to attack you or it will be all over before the match even starts" Andre got out, anxiety rolling off him in waves.