Lon:kod Novels & Stories

She looked spellbound. All of a sudden, lightning and thunder grumbled through the night sky. The crowd didn't seem to be bothered by the impending rain. Jesse and K wouldn't give a damn about it, too. As for K, she was having the time of her life. A little rain on a hot and humid New York summer night in the middle of a fucking concert wouldn't hurt. Murmurs filled the air as the audience waited for the next act. Jesse turned to K, leaning towards her ear. "Can you tell me what K stands for?"

Lucas squinted his eyes, trying to remember if he had seen it before. "Isn't this a symbol from a leather jacket?" Leon commented, making Lucas look at the object again. It was a large black button with the logo "LK." Suddenly, Lucas widened his eyes as he recognized the logo. It was the logo of the largest leather jacket brand in America, LKing. Lucas recalled that Luna had been a brand ambassador for LK.

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

He was telling me what had happened, but I was hiding the fact that I knew everything because I had been in the form of a wolf… “A beautiful and dazzling three-tailed white wolf joined the fight. And even struck the creature that attacked the South Pole with immense courage.” Swallowing hard, I squeezed his offered hand, turning my face that burned with pure shame. I had never had to lie or withhold anything in my life, I was always very transparent. “Yeah... that’s nice. Moving.” Lucien moved closer, almost pressing his masculine face to the skin that only wanted to surrender to him. “Want to know what I think of this mysterious Luna?” he whispered close to my ear, making me more tense. “I’

My jaw drops in surprise. “Get out of here, are you for real?” “I’m the fourth generation on my father’s side,” he says with proud glee. “My mother is an assassin too, but she didn’t get into the business until after she married my father.” “What the fuck are the chances? What are your parents names? Maybe I’ve heard of them,” I say, eagerly pulling up another seat. “Well, my mother goes by the codename Ajna and my father goes by the codename Akephaloi.”

He seems angry as he asks, “Why do all you humans have to question everything? I told you; you need to stay, so stay!” That makes me laugh and I hear him grumble something in response, obviously annoyed that I find humor in his comments. I say, “Loki, I have to leave. I am the Luna of a pack, and my mate is leaving. I know this is difficult, but I need to go where I belong.” He roars, “YOU BELONG HERE!” Kodi takes over my mind and snaps, “You will not speak to her like that!” He huffs, displeased with both of us, and he responds, “She needs to stay.”

Kate added, “and good at playing or hacking Dungeon Raydens.” “Hmm?” “That’s easy, right? I mean, how many high-schoolers are fluent in Korean?” “Mollayo,” Lor slurred. “Oppa… hokshi, Messi joh-ahaseyo?” Lor drifted into sleep.

A reporter had once said that the only difference between this man and a Black mamba was that this man could walk so what Don Luciano doing besides him? Though they were both the devil's spawn, and Don Luciano was way worse since he killed majorly for fun, while Viktor did it to protect his country, Russia, but still, how are they brothers? They do not even share the same last name but why do they look so fucking much alike? Was there something here that I was missing? "Oh my God! You sure are surrounded by awful people." Kelly leaned to whisper into my ear, and I couldn't agree any less, though I think the girl behind the two monsters in front of me heard Kelly, for she shot her a glare.

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

“And created this wonderful place for us, power users, or as what these huge creatures and animals here like to call, the Zonculi's.” The Zonculi's, I remember Lawrence saying that yesterday. She called me Zonculi because I had powers I didn’t know about. “Zonculi,” I repeated. “What does it mean?” The old lady chuckled, the grim look she had earlier gone in an instant. “We are called the Zonculi because we are situated in the East part of the world. There are also others like you in the North, they are called the Ofeter, in the South they call themselves the Mavi, and in the West, the Flihths."