Ouat Killian の小説・ストーリー

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

"Killian, brother, this is Damien, my mate." King Killian's eyes flashed red, and he growled like a man about to take on a battlefield single-handedly. On instinct, I wrapped my arm around Charlotte's waist and pulled her behind me. If her brother were going to lose control of his beast, I would not risk her being collateral damage in his attempt to kill me.

Kalista asked, standing on her toes to see past the taller people standing before her. "Kalista I don't think you should see this," Jade told her, trying to shield her from the horrific sight, but Kalista shook her head. "What's on the cart? Tell me," she protested. Her questions were answered when the man who had been wailing suddenly screamed out. "Our son, Killian is dead! Murdered by a vicious beast" The crowd echoed his cry of pain and fury as they mourned for the loss of the young lad.

I needed it to make sense. I turned to him, his eyes still on me. "By the way, I never did get your name after…" "After you pulled me away from the hotel bar and fucked my brains out?" He finished for me, making me laugh awkwardly. "Yeah." "I know your name though, miss Mia Perez." "But yours is?" I pressed, holding his gaze. "My name's Killian. Killian Carter." Carter? As in Kade's family name? They were too alike and this was too much of a coincidence to be anything else. Killian had to be Kade's brother, or his cousin, or his twin to have completely fooled me

He continued to stare straight as he loosened his hand and casually replied, "I destroyed an entire pack by myself. It is a little disappointing that I didn't manage to get out unscathed." Serenity's hand shook while she raised her head to stare at him shock. She searched for signs of how this was a joke on his face, but those dead serious eyes confirmed the matter for her. Serenity's throat went dry. "Why would you do that?" she questioned in disbelief. Although the rumors spread all around on how Kieran was a bloodthirsty, heartless monster, she thought they were merely exaggerated words. And even though Kieran was a little intense, she couldn't picture him harming the innocent.

But we get along when I was inside her, she was like a drug killing me. And this passion to make her mine was on my head since the first time I laid my eyes on her. It was before she even realised who I was. When Killian’s mother was murdered by Jakob Schmidt, my mother made it her mission to avenge her sister. Alas, she died before she could see Jakob Schmidts brains splattered all across his living room floor. Killian was sixteen when he killed his father.

“Of course, if it's too hard for you to tell me, then—” “It's all right,” he said, straightening in his seat. “I… want to tell you, but I think we should have a glass of wine first.” He gestured at the waiter, and a moment later we were sipping aromatic Syrah. Killian drank more than half of his glass in silence before he put it down and drew a deep breath. “I told you that I faced people trying to hurt me or take my life more than once. The first time it happened, I was six years old. I walked out of the school but couldn't see our car anywhere. I walked to the parking lot, where our chauffeur occasionally waited for me, but he wasn't there either. Then, a white van appeared. Two people dre

Here, in his territory, waiting. "Get Raine to safety," he ordered Selene, his voice rough with barely controlled fury. "Now." But it was already too late. Killian stepped out from behind the pack house like a specter of death, his pale eyes glittering with satisfaction. He looked completely at ease, as if he owned the very ground he stood on, as if this were his territory instead of Matthias's. "Welcome home," he said pleasantly, his voice carrying across the courtyard with mocking warmth. "I hope your reunion was everything you dreamed it would be."

He had black eyeglasses on and his hair was the usual neat and blonde. "What are you doing here? Ooh, you missed Paisley, didn't you?" I elbowed Paisley beside me who has a poker face. If I know, deep inside she's screaming at the top of her lungs. "No," Laurent shook his head and leaned at me. "I'm here to see you, love." "Call her like that again and I'll pull your head out." Killian stood in front of me and there again, Laurent and him started their 1,549th war.

I smile, happy to know that the ruler of Demons seems to be taking my news with the utmost urgency. “May I know which Demons you’ve captured before I hang up to prepare for my departure?” Killian asks, and I frown, looking at Liam, who watches me silently from his spot by the door. “Shirisius and Odishka.” I state, wincing and holding the phone away from my ear as Killian lets out a snarl so loud that I am sure it woke half of India from their slumber. “I am going to be very frank with you, Isabella, Odishka is my son. He went missing a year ago after I named his sister as my successor.” Killian informs me as soon as the snarl ends and the phone is by my ear again.