Mysterion Kenny Novels & Stories

There was a flicker of doubt in his eyes, but he didn’t say a word and dismissed it. "Five minutes until training starts now," he announced, earning the attention of everyone around. I stood there, unsure of what I had missed. It had been a week since I last trained with the pack, and I had no idea what drills or techniques they’d covered in my absence. The butterflies in my stomach swirled with both anticipation and anxiety. As I scanned the group, I was surprised to see Zayn stepping away from the others, his gaze locked onto me. I expected him to call out to the entire group, but instead, he motioned for me to come over.

If he says something, he was sure that Kenny won't spare her, all and all their plans would fail. Kenny's mother and the masked man didn't know that Kenny had taken precautions of his own. Recently he decided that it would be good for him to keep tabs on his mother. Knowing that she was an evil woman, he wanted to know every activity of hers and whatever she was up to. He had assigned a trusted man of his, Rayan, to keep a watchful eye on his mother and report back to him with any information. Ryan had a particular set of skills and a dedication to Kenny that made him the perfect candidate for this secret mission.

I know you're slowly but more slowly progressing with your first official mission. Hearing about this, Agatha suddenly recalled what her best friend Misty told her this afternoon. There was a suspicious guy within the rotten basket of apples related to Christine Dematrionez but Misty said he should be pure. Her gaze was weird at that time because she couldn't believe that someone could remain a virgin when being related to that girl. Eithan Meyer. His name. Maybe there would be some surprises if she thoroughly investigated this male best friend of Christine? Thinking of this, he summoned the devil in her head.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he said, "Ms. Lara, given Mr. Reath's attitude, do you think Mr. Cole could be the mysterious figure that has been the talk of Drunham City lately? But that person’s surname is Miller, and everyone calls him Mr. Miller, while Liam's surname is Cole." Lara initially decided to ignore Mr. Young, but his words made her pause, and she began to ponder deeply. Mr. Miller was the talk of Drunham City, a figure shrouded by countless rumors. The most captivating among them was that Mr. Miller was not only the owner of the Misty Manor but also the major investor behind Kolten.

“If you let me handle my business, I’ll be out of your way.” Killian’s sharp gaze flicked past him, focusing on someone behind him. Then, without looking back, he said, “Speak.” “I want to know where M is. Word is, he paid you a visit a few days ago, and you killed the men who saw his face.” Killian’s expression darkened further. “My apologies, but I can’t help you with that.” A gun appeared at Christen Meng’s temple. “Maybe I can help,” Misha’s familiar voice cut through the tension. He was dressed like any other Shadow Knight, his face covered, blending seamlessly into the group.

I knew it was the black site the second I opened my eyes. Sub-level 4, facility K-9 old Task Force holding. Decommissioned on paper, still running off the books. My hands were zip-tied again, my head still rang from the takedown at the border. "Rian Kade," a voice said from the dark. "Unregistered Enigma. Bounty confirmed, you're popular." The light flicked on. Agent Mirelle. Task Force. Mid-30s, sharp eyes, she had been Kael's second before he walked out.

"Pack our things now, Kenny!" "What! No kidding, Kiev!” Kenny snapped. She was just about to scream again before Kiev silenced her with harsh words that Kenny knew couldn't be denied. “My agent is involved in a murder case. I have to go back to Seattle right now!” -00- "Who is Kiev Walter?"

"Your spirit could move between realms while your body was suspended between life and death." Matthias stayed close to Kenny's side, his young face alight with wonder and questions. "Did you see other places? Other times?" Kenny smiled down at our younger brother, resting a hand on his shoulder. "Fragments, mostly. Like watching through windows that opened and closed too quickly. But I saw enough to know you're extraordinary, little brother." As we emerged from behind the falls, Jackson’s security team snapped to attention, weapons ready until they recognised us, and registered Kenny's transformed presence with varying degrees of shock.

she couldn't help to feel envious of her friend. Kenny set his eyes on the man reading some papers. “Isn't he the famous " Perfect Soldier?” mused Kenny. This is the first time that he is seeing him this close. He only saw some close up photos of him, and at the barracks he didn’t have the privilege to be near him. Never was this guy seen not working. “So, what is he doing here?” thought Kenny. "You're awake," Francois said, looking at Marianne. Kenny wants to get up to give the respectable man a salute but he couldn’t move his legs.

I mean, besides the part that he twisted my life upside, I shouldn't be fazed when I see him I dragged the chair and settled down, my head on the table as I tried to calm my breaths The door opened, and I raised my head to see him back in the little office space he had created for himself This is Kenny, all tall and manly with a smile to die for. I always thought him too handsome to be real until I met Damien. Damien Anderson, with his eyes so deep that you don't know he is looking at you, and the rare smiles that come but when you have it, you will cherish it for a very, very long time