Kion Novels & Stories

This was the first time he had seen such a creature. "Not bad!" Richie clapped. "This Zero Toxin is really something!" Smiling sinisterly, a plan slowly formed in his mind. After watching the video, he said, "Tell Mr. Kieron to come to me. I have something extremely important to discuss with him." Kieron did not live in the small village but in a military camp belonging to Falconia, nestled inside a forest. The camp was dimly lit, with only a few tents emitting some light from the cracks. Although Kieron was not part of the Falconia military, he had close cooperation with them due to the special status of his family. Consequently, everyone in the camp had to obey his orders.

I just love being me. "Carl," I called and he broadened the size of his eyes. "You still haven't said anything about the return of the Luna Stone to me and my family yet, and remember, the Luna festival is fast approaching like I mentioned the other day, and my pack can't afford getting to that day without the Stone- not that we haven't been mated yet." I explained, and then, lowered my head as I fixed my gaze to the ground. He chuckled, and rubbed his chin and flicked his tongue between his lips.

The apartment he rented in Trafford, one of the districts of Manchester, was at least ten times larger. Lou added to the trinkets from fans another one - a designer toy. A sort of cross between a sheep and a dragon, with eyes like two dark forest lakes. He puzzled for a long time what to give his beloved, and decided that she should like it. With her specific tastes. And I didn't guess. Kit squeaked and squeezed the monster with childish delight. She baptized him with his name. And then she began to squeeze Louis himself.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

“That doesn’t sound like good news.” “It isn’t good news.” “That also means the mate bond between you two is starting to take control of you.” Darius rubbed the bridge of his nose. “That’s what I’ve been afraid of all along.” At the same time, deep within Shadow Fang territory, Kieran stood in an underground chamber. Dozens of empty glass capsules were lined up before him. One of them still bore fading lettering: Subject VII. Kieran gently ran his finger over the glass. His gaze grew increasingly clouded by something indescribable.

he murmured, his tone unnecessarily dark and suggestive. I felt my stomach turn as I rolled my eyes so hard it actually hurt. The sheer arrogance in his voice made me want to scream, but I kept my eyes on my plate wishing I could disappear. “Khione is older than me ,too,” Zion added glancing at me with a sweet, proud smile of his. “But for us, it’s only a month. She’s a June baby—which is this month—and I am July.” Peach clapped her hands togther, her green eyes sparkling. “Ouuu, that’s so nice! Happy birthday in advance, Khi.”

"So glad you could make it. And this must be your husband, Jordan, and your son, Leo. Welcome to my home." Jordan shook Kang Jin Chen's hand, his grip firm but respectful. "Thank you for having us, Mr. Chen," he said. Leo, oblivious to the tension in the room, tugged on Kang Jin Chen's sleeve, his eyes wide with admiration. "Wow," he said. "Your house is really big. Do you have a swimming pool?" Kang Jin Chen chuckled, a dry, humorless sound that sent a shiver down Kayla's spine. "Indeed, I do, young man," he said. "Perhaps you can take a swim after dinner."

Cale said. "You got PTSD?" Kieran asked. Surprisingly, his voice wasn't mocking. It was almost... respectful. "From the 'Hazard Management' days?" Elion looked at Kieran. He heard. "Something like that," Cale said. "My cousin has it," Kieran said. "From Afghanistan. He jumps at fireworks. It sucks." "It does." "Well," Kieran said, pushing off the trellis. "Try to relax. Nobody's dying tonight. Unless Sam tries to dance. That might kill us all."

He had learned early on that Lune was sensitive to many things, and he wanted to be the rock she could lean on during this transformative journey. Arlo started by creating a safe and nurturing environment at their home. He transformed a corner of their shared bedroom into a cozy nursery, painting the walls in soft, calming colors. He chose gentle pastels that would evoke a sense of tranquility, far removed from the turmoil they had both faced. Arlo spent hours assembling the crib, meticulously following the instructions, and testing each component to ensure it was secure and safe. It was an act of love, a physical manifestation of his dedication to Lune and their child.

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"