Ky Hamilton Novels & Stories

“You know who Alexander Hamilton is, right?” Cadence couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “What?” “Alexander Hamilton. You know, the guy from the Broadway musical?” “What the hell does Hamilton have to do with the blue moon portal?” Cadence asked, about to lose her mind again. “Everything,” Aaron replied, still serene. “He has everything to do with it.” Cadence shook her head and leaned back against the sofa, resolved not to say a word. She had an idea of who he was, but she was never good with history, even though she enjoyed hearing about it, and she certainly hadn’t found time to go to a musical.

I didn’t answer. I knew that he did not care, Not about me, not about mother, not about anyone else. I did not even understand how she lived with him throughout all this time, but this was what it was to be me, to be her, to be raised, to be obedient, to stand for a man, to do everything for you while you just obeyed. But when my eyes found him, I almost froze. The same man who stood there… He stood at the end of the aisle, beneath a silver arch of twisted branches and moonflowers, his face carved from stone. Dark hair, darker eyes. A black suit tailored like armor.

RUBY. “What's going on here?” I turned to see the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on enter the hall. Dressed in a gray shirt and black pants, his short blond hair was slicked back, accentuating his striking aquamarine eyes. His presence exuded power, and without a word spoken, I knew exactly who he was: Kael, Alpha Frederick's only son. I had seen numerous pictures of him, but his physical presence was far more captivating than I had ever imagined. Kael had been away from home for four years, dedicated to learning and studying how to lead a pack.

He stated, “I don’t know about that, son. My team had investigated Adam Hart but they found nothing-” “I know. Which is strange. Even our company does make mistakes that we end up rectifying or paying a fine for. However, Adam Hart’s company is too clean. There’s no company that would never make mistakes unless it wasn’t run by human beings. Recently, I’ve began looking into Jason Hamilton’s case. After the Hamiltons, Adam Hart became our biggest investor and forged a closer relationship with us. Isn’t that strange? I think I’ll be able to find something about Adam Hart if I look into Jason Hamilton’s case,” Oliver uttered and Henry nodded in understanding.

Was the first thing Mackenzie said as we started trading food without even looking down "Well, he has tattoos. He has a lot of tattoos, everywhere," I say slightly daydreaming about him, "A small nose ring, and dark brown hair," I tell her, "And he has muscles, like Hulk," I compare him, using my hands to show the size of his muscles "Only you would compare that God to Hulk," Amber-Rose laughs "How did you meet him?" Mackenzie asks me suddenly, seeming suspicious. "As I was walking home from the gym I bumped into him and he dropped some money so I caught up to him to give him his money and he offered to take me home," I blush as I lie, "He's nice though and he helped me with my homework last

I commanded. “Okay, okay.” Wes held his hands up in surrender as he tried to sit himself up. “Anthony was a Lycan, and he was always obsessed with continuing the Lycan gene. He had studied it, obsessed over it from the day he was given his Lycan, researching lineages until he found Deanne, Maia’s mother. The gene ran in her family, so he took her as his chosen mate when she turned 19. Months passed, but Deanne was never given a Lycan, so when she had you,” he nodded at Maia. “He thought you wouldn’t carry the gene either, he thought he’d made a mistake. So he left.” “You’re fucking kidding me? He left because he thought he’d failed to create some kind of supreme race?” Maia scoffed. “What a

It will kill me and all my friends. Phelan pounced again. This time, Don brought Riptide up in a deadly arc. The hellhound disintegrated into dust and fur. He had prepared for this midnight of the moon, for he had the news already at hand. He could see More wolves surged forward—snakes and giants and telkhines—but the wolf roared at them, and they backed off, “One on one?” He called. “Just like old times?” Phelon's nostrils quivered. She seriously needed to keep a pack of Kleenex in her armor pocket because that nose was wet and red and pretty gross. She unstrapped her dagger and swung it around. It was beautiful in a harsh, I’m~going~to-gut~you~like~a~fish way. Each of its twin blades was

" No, I will. I'm not going to cower away like always. He has hurt my parents and he drew the line right there." " Court he is Lucas Kingston. He is the most powerful mafia in the country. You cannot fight him alone. I agree he has done terrible shit, but you need to take a decision calmly and composed, not aggressively like this." " Noah, you tell me what options do I have? Do you think my husband's going to believe me if I say a mafia is going to kill him? Do you think he'll even listen to me? If he even listens to me he will probably laugh it off."

I snap at Dana making my way back to my mother’s room. “Mr. Grayson, you can take her back” she says to a man that was standing at the end of the hallway like a statue. I didn’t even see him standing there when I walked out of the room, that’s scary. He’s about my height, with dark hair and eyes, he is wearing all black, and he looks to be middle eastern.

The power aura rolling off him was thick, and I felt like I was suffocating. "I said Damon!" I said aloud, triggered by Nyx's suggestion to get rid of the powerful liar, for the safety of my babies, even if that means returning to the wolf that broke me. "He is my... my only link to the pack! I need his help! You can't just barge in here and claim me!" He stepped closer, slow and threatening, his eyes never leaving Caesar's. "You will forget that Omega's name. You belong to me, and our sons are of my bloodline. The only pack you need to worry about is the one I lead."