Kitt Ritter Novels & Stories

Even though it's just for a very short period of time, Maximo Santino had taught Iris how to play her expression when she's nearly caught. " I do not know what you are talking about. Excuse me " She replied curtly and then made to walk away but Kirill is so quick to caught her wrist. " I will expose you. I promise you so watch your back " Iris didn't reply. She only glare at Kirill and then walk away from him after successfully tearing her wrist away from his grip. On her way back she makes a mental note to be careful around Kirill in the nearby future. She took a turn and then collided with konstantin Dmitri, the Russian Mafia Boss himself.

Kim replies smiling at his friend as he taps Russell on his arm before sitting down. ✨🥊✨🥊✨🥊✨🥊✨🥊

Despite their confident strides, I doubted either was the commander of squadron seven. "Kitt! Alyx!" Taewi beamed. "Ready to smash some Legions?" "Absolutely," the man replied. "I've been itching to take on some heavy mechs since simulator training." He turned towards me with a warm smile and extended an arm for a handshake. "So you're the new addition! My name is Kedrick Jordan, but my friends call me Kitt. Welcome to squadron seven!" I blinked, taken aback by his instant friendliness, then shook his hand.

I just smiled at him sadly because I feel so tired right now that I can't even move my lips. "It's time, they're all gone," Kendrick said in a voice full of hope. Maybe if there's anything good had happened to me in this place for almost a year, it's probably meeting Kendrick. He's kind and caring to me, that I can't help but wonder if he's Benjie's legitimate son. Kendrick always gives me water and food secretly, he also helps me escape this place but all of our plans didn't work out. Sometimes I can't help but feel sorry for Kendrick, he's only fourteen and he was surrounded by barbaric murderers, though they like to call themselves werewolf hunters.

Herick paused briefly and turned to the slick-back-haired man by his side. "From this point onward, things are about to get real. Since its activation, nobody has dared venture further than this. Those within the confines of this prison haven't glimpsed moonlight or sunlight ever again. So, don't underestimate this undertaking. Clear? Did you understand what I just said, new kid?" "My name is Krittin. And I'm in the same position as you, so show me some respect." Krittin, wearing a white shirt with rolled-up sleeves, calmly and effortlessly traversed the magnetic field ahead, which felt like a dense wall imposing twenty times the force of gravity.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

No, Lou could not hit Kit out of jealousy and drown her in the Thames, because he knows perfectly well where she is, with whom and what she is doing. What's her name, Keith? Full name, surname, age, special signs. - Kit, Kitsune - this is a nickname ... - Tom gave her real name, described her appearance, then realized - there is a photo, as much as you like. And on his phone, and just on the network. The sergeant chuckled meaningfully, looking at her image, and asked: — Drugs? - Not! - Tom felt that he was about to break loose and destroy half the site here. What fucking drugs? She doesn't even smoke! Two cocktails for the whole evening!

Unfortunately, a lot of alpha's take this as a free pass to act like entitled assholes who go around pushing everyone aside, and treating them like garbage. I'm glad I was mated to a great guy because Ricky is the total opposite of this. He seems ruthless and goes around with an angry-looking face all the time, but I know better. He's my Ricky. The protector and loving alpha to the Dark Moon wolves. And I love him.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Katie shouted at Dessler. Kiran hadn't expected Katie to speak up for him, but he didn't turn around, continuing forward. Dessler laughed, looking at Kiran, saying, "I don't know what you did to make these fools believe you can win." Dessler addressed the crowd, "Martial arts are ranked by levels. Kiran is only at Level Three Tempered Body, while I'm at Level Five. At Level Five, I can prevent my tendons, bones, and skin from being harmed. So how can Kiran kill me?"