Kosta Victims Novels & Stories

Because, finally, our waiting paid off. Maybe Nagel and that idiot, Alpha Kex, were feeling invincible. Or maybe they were just that stupid. Because they made a big mistake. They sent Kester another live video. And this time, they left a loop and forgot to take the necessary measures to lock trackers and hackers like us out. Alpha Kester almost died when he saw his mate, Kasmine, get violated and almost raped by Nagel and Kex in the live video. And as if that was not enough, they burned her with a branding iron.

"She's been studying us." "For years. And Kael? Those three boys who were attacked? They all died in separate 'accidents' within six months of her return. Car crash, hunting accident, and a freak drowning incident. That's not all. Upon their death, she came on Ctok in a now-deleted video. And said those boys got their karma." "But was she active before their death?" Kael asked.

she whispered against his chest. Around them, the pack members gathered. The ones who had been in the safe house exited as well. News of Curtis’s demise had reached all of them. Koa didn’t know why, but his body carried him towards Ivannah. He helped her up, looking away when she fell into his arms crying. He wouldn’t pretend to sympathise with her over the death of Valeria. She wasn’t a good person. But he didn’t know why his heart clenched a little, watching her cry out her eyes. To him, it was the first genuine reaction he had seen from her.

When they arrived for me, my mother and I were working together in the kitchen of our home to prepare dinner. There were six of them, and they were all human betrayers. They were armed and ready to kill anyone who put up resistance. Before I could finish saying goodbye, I was handcuffed, a bag was thrown over my head, and I was hauled to a van with other people who had been taken as prey. The word that came out of my mother's mouth was my name, "Liberty!" That has been happening for the past three days. I had no idea whether or not my mother was still alive at that point. As I was being dragged out the door, the last thing I remember hearing was her yelling my name repeatedly.

“Sylvia, this is important. We’re asking because his name is already in the file. We just need you to confirm it.” My mouth felt dry again. “I… I don’t know if I should,” I whispered. “You’re not the one on trial here,” Lane said from behind Harris. “We know what happened wasn’t your fault.” They waited. When I didn't still speak, Harris continued, “Kosta is a hardened gang member. Mafia-affiliated. We’ve been trying to pin something on him for years. Drugs, weapons, human trafficking. He slips through every time.” My heart thudded louder.

She looked worried before I started speaking. "Dad found more victims of Kk, and one is a girl. I have a past sexual experience with. Her name is Rena Ford, and we were attracted to each other when Kk made us have sex in front of him. He took videos, and when they realized we liked it and each other, we were separated. I honestly thought they killed her. "Angie sat staring at me before she took a sip of her smoothie. I could see her thinking on what to say as she sipped.

"You've embarrassed him for thirty years. Tonight ends with either you dead or him dead." I looked around the tent at the people who had become my makeshift family. Lyra, the daughter I'd watched grow up from a distance. Chris and Rhys, two men who'd risked everything to protect her. Elena, the partner who'd sacrificed her own happiness to help me build something bigger than ourselves. "Listen to me, all of you," I said seriously. "Viktor Kozlov is not just another criminal. He's a man who's spent three decades building an empire on other people's suffering. He has unlimited resources, no conscience, and absolutely nothing to lose."