Kohane And An Novels & Stories

Someone said behind me and before I could see who that person was I was engulfed in a huge bear hug. "Kohen? Omg look at you!!! Handsome as ever dude. How are you doing?" I said with a huge smile on my face. Kohen Grey, he is kaiden's twin and the complete opposite of the devil himself. From the time I knew Kohen he was extremely sweet and adorable, Kohen is like an older protective brother when Mason is not around.

he said suddenly and looked at me so I bowed. "Cohan had TAPVC a congenital heart disease but his fine now, no worries but he needed a little care for now" I looked at Kino and nodded so he suddenly looked at Cohan who was already asleep. "Sorry" he whispered here and kissed Cohan on the forehead.

Otherwise, it would have been a bit awkward. Adrien introduced everyone to each other. Except for Kohen, Kisa could not help but take a closer look at the other three. The one sitting next to Kohen was a pretty woman named Eylul Sandoval, who was modestly dressed and gentle and said to be Kohen's new wife. Although they were a couple, the two did not look affectionate to each other. They even appeared a little distant.

I mutter to myself, annoyed. “Is that what happened to you?” Lana asks gently, playing with the skin around my wound. I take her fingers and bring them to my lips. “Kind of. Kohen used silver.” She pauses and looks at me with conflicted eyes. I can feel my heart rate picking up pace at the thought of her being hurt about Kohen’s death, or how it happened. “He is dead, isn’t?” She asks, and I swallow the thickness in my throat. “Yeah.” I rasp out and her shoulders slump and she sighs.

“Please. I watched a korean film once and spent two hours trying to figure out if the goat symbolized love or death. Never again.” He snorted into his coffee. “And besides,” she went on, warming up, “Katniss Everdeen is an iconic icon. Bow, arrow, Total badass. I wanted to be her. I still want to be like her.” “You still kind of give off Katniss vibes,” Noah said, studying her over his cup. She blinked, surprised. “Really?” “Yeah. All prickly and emotionally repressed.” His smile widened. “It’s endearing.” “Wow,” she deadpanned. “I am so honored.”

Cohen suggests. “Big,” I say, feeling Keena push forward and begin purring. ‘Very big. Our mate isn’t the only one who’s lucky," she says in our mind link. “Hello, Keena. I take it you like what you see?” Cohen asks, seeing her golden rim in my eyes. When I look up, his eyes are darker, his wolf, Kaelen, pushing forward. Keena, my naughty wolf, bites my lower lip. “Oh yes, I very much like what I see.”

he mumbled, his lips almost grazing hers, their thighs and knees touching with their proximity. "Are you saying okay or are you guessing 'K'?" She asked, her lower lip was now pressed on Jesse's cupid's bow - leaving him wanting for a kiss. His groomed mustache felt ticklish. "I guess I'll just say both," Jesse breathed, their gazes still locked together. "'Kay," she echoed. "K?" Jesse grinned as the realization struck him. "Is it K? Your name?" Cobalt blue nodded, her mouth curved into a beautiful smile. "K."

*** Noah had already prepared a Gaze Reader to meet us in his home. No words come from anyone as we sit down in his living area, all on separate chairs around a small table. The Gaze Reader is the same one from my last attempt, where I changed my mind. I’m too frightened that one word may send everyone spirling into a fit of anger, even if both Cian and Noah seem rather solemn right now.

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.

I admitted. "You should be picked up, who will carry your belongings if not him?" "You forgot about my right hand, Kyo." I joked. He grunted and I heard him chuckle, "Are you sure you guys are platonic?" I creased my brows in confusion. "Of course, my God, Cole, he's a student." He chuckled again. "Sure, just text me when you get there. Anyway, where's Cohen?" "He's taking a nap. All right, we still have a lot to do .."