Kronos Sykes Novels & Stories

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

“I don’t work for Ghost anymore so you can’t hold me on to that. No one can.” “I can,” Layla replied. “And everyone who’s family you’ve made miserable by your actions. Who are you? A lycan? Does that make you any different from me as a werewolf? Whatever Ghost said to you all to make you so dumb and adamant to the glaring truth that we’re all one is out of my imagination.” “I’m not a Lycan,” Syke sighed. Layla stared at him. She could perceive that his scent was different from every other person around there. It was something peculiar, almost divine. He scented like the springs, like fresh water under the warm light of the morning sun, and a little bit of lavender.”

Amber, as their leader, began to raise her hand in response, but Kyros interrupted, reaching out to shake Nox's hand. "Hello, Duke Nox! I'm Kyros, the leading expert in new energy research in Wyverna. Here's my card," Kyros announced, eager to seize the spotlight. The crowd was dumbfounded. They expected this moment to be reserved for Alexander. Nox, shocked and irritated, squeezed Kyros' hand with a little more force. "Hello, Kyros." "Ouch!" Kyros yelped in pain, unable to free his hand from Nox's grip, and soon collapsed.

Thea and Enzo are laughing out loud because of the magic tricks that Nathan is showing them. “Do you think he would make a good brother?” There is no need for Wevz to look, for her to know who is the owner of that voice. Every day that voice becomes very familiar not only to her ears but maybe to her heart too. After some time she decided to look at him, yes she knew that it was Syke. He was not looking at her but rather at Nathan and the twins. Her mouth fell open when she understood what Syke was trying to ask. She doesn’t know why suddenly that idea made her feel so excited.

I struggled to hold on. “Skye, help!” he cried out in utter panic, thrashing about, trying to gain a foothold. Cold sweat spread over my skin. My hands began to slip. “Stop fighting!” I yelled. “I can’t…get… Skye!” “Relax your body, Dresna!” My instruction penetrated his mind. I felt the pressure slacken. “Now secure a hand-hold.” My mind took control of his. “Use your laser.” Dresna gradually began to concentrate. I felt confident enough to glance down to see him lasering out a new hand-hold and securing himself. “Now relax,” I said out loud.

They held each other's hands as Drake started to tell his vows to HR Queen. As of today, you will be a queen. A queen of our home and a queen of my kingdom. I, the alpha of the Blue Moon pack, am promising in front of the deities to protect, love, respect, and cherish you as long as I live. Our meeting was hard and rough, but I want you to know that I will be this soft-hearted to you, loving you tenderly as I love our son. Drake paused. He was biting his lower lip to suppress his tears and emotions. He didn’t want to cry, but his tears betrayed him and streamed down his face.

His gun skitters across the floor, out of reach. The doorway fills with men. Black tactical gear. Gas masks. Reaper patches. And leading them, stepping over the debris with his cane... Kyros. He looks at Drakon, slumped against the wall. He looks at me, lying in a pool of blood and sweat. He looks at the crying infant in Dr. Vane's hands. Kyros smiles. "Perfect timing," he says.

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

I can't go to him since I don't have any more strength in my body. I don't need someone who'll help me get away from this place. I need to end my life here, to end my family's suffering. "What took you so long?" Leon asked as if he knows the person who arrived at this room. I turned my head in the direction of the door, and there I saw Kyros who is out of breath. Smith's underlings started attacking Kyros but as if it was nothing, he has beaten them into pulp. As if he's a beast who's out of control right now.

I nodded. Before I could make it to the white leather sofa to wait, an Amazonian blonde sashayed out of the Greyson's office, grinning like she'd just had the best sex of her life. She paused as she past me, casting her gaze down my podgy body. Her freckled nose curled in disgust. "Send Miss Smithson in." Greyson barked through the intercom. I turned to Mabel, raising my eyebrows with a slight smile. Butterflies swarmed in my stomach.