Kylo Rey Fanfiction Novels & Stories

This is so unromantic! Reyan’s eyes narrowed when he heard what Hierro said. Of course, he could remember since he was the one who sent Hierro to the East Kingdom to look after Skye so that Skye wouldn’t be too depressed and just suddenly take away his life after thinking that it was his own grandmother who hated him and sent him to be imprisoned! Reyan, who had to exchange Hierro for Hail to not cause any disturbance between the two worlds due to this exchange in people, gave Hierro a task so that not only Hierro won’t be bored when coming here in this world, but also to not let Hierro fall in any danger since the moon goddess was very angry during this time after Hail has slipped away from

But he is just like any other male I have ever met and only wants one thing… A stray tear falls from my eye and I feel a calloused thumb brush it away. “Miss Delaney, I am sorry for you to hear that. But if someone had said that about me. I would like to know. But don’t let him see this tear. Him nor his words are worth that.” He says with such a genuine smile… I didn’t really pay much attention to Kylo’s appearance earlier. But he is pretty hot. Raven black hair, messy on the top, shaved on the sides. He is really tan, like all he does is lay in the sun. His eyes are a golden honey color. And they shine. His arms are covered in beautiful tattoos, mostly of forest trees, moons, and wolves. I

Keith follows me and we both ascend the stairs together. I open the door to the basement and find Kylo tied to a chair, his mouth sealed with duct tape. His face twisted into a scowl which soon fades away when he watches me walk in. His face becomes as pale as a ghost’s as if he is about to pass out. My guards stand on either side. As I get closer to him, his breath becomes unsteady. “Oh, please. Don’t expect me to feel any pity for you,” I say as I lean in and rip the tape off his mouth, hard enough for him to wince in pain.

She came down from the bed and spread her arms wide, with a smile she wrapped her arms around me. I let out a heavy sigh, remembering what Felix had said. Indeed, I don't know what to do if Kyra, the gamma, is found now. Would I claim her as mine? Or would I kill her for the lies? And what would I do with Diana if I chose to claim her? “I'm so glad you're back safely,” I heard Diana say, her head buried in my shirt. My lips pulled up. I pat her head before whispering, “You should go. I still have to take my bath. I stink”.

All that remained was an overwhelming sense of bitterness. Jodie Duncan was a soldier in the art troupe and Kyson's true love in the military. I was just his abandoned wife from the countryside. Of course, I couldn't measure up to her. That night, after my son, Darryl Hale, was asleep, I quietly went out to the yard. I dug up every seed, and with them, the last shred of hope I had for Kyson. Snapping out of my thoughts, I masked my sorrow and pushed open the door.

Fenrir shifts again, restless. “You should've marked her! Should've protected her!” "I'm protecting her now," I mutter. “Too late,” he snarls back. I close my eyes, and imagine her body, pale on the bed, sweat at her temples. The tremble in her lips when she said she was fine, and she wasn't. And it was my fault. The SUV slows, then pulls to a stop. Hayes turns back. "We're here Alpha,” Kylo, the driver, informs me. Kylo is an excellent driver and a loyal warrior. He's been working with me since his parents died in the last war, good man.

Threat Kyla where it would end the battle fastest. She got Beth and the loyal sentinel out of the storage room, passed Ryan to Beth with a look that communicated everything in two seconds, and turned back to find the dazed sentinel had regrouped. He was standing in the kitchen doorway, a hand to his head, his eyes refocused and considerably less friendly. "Interesting," he said. "I didn't think you'd come back yourself." "I know where my son is," Kyla said. "Always." He took a step forward. She held her ground partly calculation, partly the specific stubborn refusal of a woman who has been forced out of enough spaces and has simply stopped moving for people who don't deserve her retreat.

Chapter 70: Darkest Part of the World “Did you miss me?” “Kylo, can we not drag everyone into our mess? Can we talk about our problem and settle this on our own? I don’t want a war.” His smile grew wider. “Your death is not even enough, Lavelle! I want everything important to you will roll down on the ground before me. I can’t wait to see you drop on your knees and beg for forgiveness.” The soft Kylo I knew was gone.

my voice comes out breathy, my hands trembling as I give in and surrender to the beast. "I would rip out the hearts of anyone who even thinks of hurting you or your family, Evaki, including my own," it says, cupping my face and wiping my tears before kissing my forehead. My family's faces flash before my eyes, and I fist its shirt and cry, causing it to hold me. I feel like I'm betraying them—like I should resist, but I can't, and the security I feel in its arms burns me. . . ...................................... Kyros - New Character

ASHLEY I couldn’t breathe. My throat burned, like someone was choking the life out of me. “You thought you could hide from me forever?” Alpha Kael growled, his face twisted in rage. His hand tightened around my neck, lifting me off the ground. “You thought you could walk into my life and end it… just like that?” “Please...” I gasped, clawing at his fingers. “I didn’t mean to...” His eyes were wild. His voice dropped low—too calm, too deadly. “Tonight… I’ll make you wish you died that night.”