Michael Clifford Kik Novels & Stories

“I told him you're here.” Slowly, I let go of her, stepping away. “Why?” I couldn't help but ask. I pleaded with her not to inform her King where I was, and she agreed. Kiara faced me again, her eyes almost pleading. “I had no choice.” She explained that Clinton connected with all pack members, asking if anyone had seen me. She said no one reported they had seen me today, and she was not going to mention I was here with her had he not rolled off an Alpha Command.

Just enough to confirm what his instincts were already telling him. Something was off. And by the end of the night, he was going to know exactly what it was. Kane pushed open the doors of the underground club, the familiar wave of noise and heat hitting him instantly. His eyes scanned the room automatically, landing exactly where he expected. Her booth. And there she was. Back turned. Talking to Sebastian. Kane's gaze narrowed slightly as he approached, catching the sight of the giant man casually shoving fries into his mouth like he had nothing better to do.

It was Clifford's birthday, so all the prominent figures in Tirion were here, along with their children. Kiki's father, Michael, had been waiting outside since early in the morning. This time, he was going to keep an eye on Kiki and make sure she landed a wealthy suitor. As soon as she noticed him, Kiki felt her head throb. "Yvvy, it looks like you'll have to go find Xaiver on your own later. I need to deal with my dad first." Yvette nodded. "Alright." Kiki got out of the car first and walked toward Michael. "Dad"

I saw Miley whisper something to him, and soon after, she left us and headed to the kitchen. I didn’t say anything, only nodded. When she was out of sight, we moved to the verandah. “What’s your plan now, Cliff? I know you still want to spend time with your wife, but killing Horacio means you have to step up and take his place as Big Boss,” I said.

I stepped through the opening that the Zetas made for me and stopped a few feet away from Kai. “Jericho Kiran St. Claire, you are responsible for the deaths of sixteen young men, how say you?” Falcon said as Kai just watched me. “I am,” I said and I turned my head to look at my mother as tears formed in her eyes. “Henceforth you are banished from Scotland, banished from this pack–” Kai said and I looked up at him. “Kai!” I heard my mother but he ignored her. “You are no longer fit to be a member of this family and I announce Gabriel St. Claire as my heir and successor to the throne of Scotland,” he continued.

I almost wince at my own unchecked thoughts. Football playing god? Did I seriously just think that? Guilty. So, so guilty. She shakes her head. "Of course not. Roan King has a major following here at Barnett. Whoever created the sight allows people to track and post Roan King sightings and gossip. So, if you ever want to know what he's up to, just check out the website. I always look to see where he is throughout the night so maybe I can run into him." Umm… right.

she handed the leaf to the healer. His eyebrows went up, his mouth rounded in surprise: “M’lady, your questions… are you? However, you have always been very perceptive. The assistant of Her Majesty and the traitor of the Imbrians was called Forky. The Siren finished him on the orders of the Queen. Regina has a strong influence on this monster. There is a hollow in the floor in the cave, it is located exactly above the place where the current passes, and it carried away all the bodies if the Siren didn’t want to eat them completely. As for the pearls and a man, I don't know anything about it. I just had to make sure that the monster ate. Forky… was the first to give an idea about his brothers

Jeffrey, feeling a bit at a loss with Liam's indifference, went on, "That Clifford guy Karpos was talking about? You might not know him, but he's the big fish when it comes to the shady side of this town, and Karpos is just one of his guys. "And get this—Clifford's also the local arms dealer, packing enough heavy artillery to make anyone think twice. Even the military here tends to tread lightly around him." While the rest of the group in the private room turned pale at the news, Liam, Cirocco, and Calum remained as cool as cucumbers. With a scoff, Liam said, "Heavy artillery? If Clifford's got a death wish, he knows where to find me!"

Cliff was so frightened that he pleaded with Kiran, “Don’t kill me! Don’t kill…” Slap! Kiran slapped him. “If you don’t want to die, shut up.” Cliff bit his tongue and covered his mouth to stop himself from speaking. “You. Go kill someone first.” Kiran threw Cliff in front of an injured person and said, “If you don’t kill him, you’ll die!” Cliff hurriedly stood up and was wailing in his heart, unaware that Kiran picked him first because he kicked Michael. He looked down at the man from Wolfgate with a broken leg. He was so frightened that his soul left his body, and he took two steps back.

Xander showed me the view from the roof of the building closest to the east wall. "Lukas, come here, please." The man limped over. Kiema was getting good at the crotch shot. Good for her. I pointed to the screen. "Who's who?" He peered at the screen. "I only recognize one of them." He tapped his finger to the person in the middle. "Regina Kliefeld." He shuddered. "Biggest bitch in the history of torture. Makes what Montague did to Kiema seem like a massage at the mall. Psychic and kinetic. She's good enough that you end up damaging yourself. Or at least it feels that way, from what I've heard."