Pokemon Kieran X Florian Novels & Stories

His fire had burned it, but not destroyed it. The girl’s voice shook. “Kaia… it’s not enough.” The creature hissed again and lurched forward. I raised my branch, ready to swing, though my arms were weak. But before I could strike, Kieran’s body jolted. His eyes opened for a second, just a second. They glowed like fire itself. The flames exploded from him, stronger this time, wrapping around the creature in a storm. The hiss broke into a scream. The body writhed, cracked, and finally shattered into ash that fell across the stones.

He grinned and stepped forward until he was standing before him. "You know I speak the truth." He continued cruelly. "It's why you fly into such rage. You know you can't be with her. You might have announced to everyone about her being your future Luna, but it doesn't mean she will be accepted." He took another look at the dress and smirked. "She will make a good fuck partner, through." Kieran's control snapped. He flung the dress away and lunged at Ragnar, pulling his hand backwards to land a punch.

she asked, and he nodded. “Now that damn dog is trying to take her away from me, but I will kill him before he even gets a chance.” He was not joking, and Tia knew it. Kieran is a strong and powerful vampire with many abilities. He never jokes about killing and all those who know him know that when he says something he means it. right then before Tia could say something else Shannon and Austin came in from the balcony where Kieran’s eyes have been fixed. They were holding hands and that seemed to fuel Kieran’s anger as he commanded the shadows. Soon Austin was enveloped by them, he could not breathe. Shannon saw this and looked at the source.

Fane's tone was calm, "Are you the only one here? Did Guardio and Jake not come with you?" Fane had gotten a lot of information from Manson. Other than the most important thing, Fane already knew everything else he needed to. He knew that the person standing in front of him was Florian, a holy grade clan disciple ranked at eleventh place. Florian was a proud and arrogant person, someone with more brawn than brains. Hearing Fane's words, Florian's anger surged again. He scoffed, "Brat, who do you think you are? Do you think we need so many to deal with you? You should be proud that I'm here to kill you, and yet you still want the three of us to face you? You're overestimating yourself!"

“And what will you do, little goddess? You’ve barely scratched the surface of your power. You’re nothing compared to me.” Caelum, despite his weakened state, pushed himself upright, standing between Kieran and Gaia. “You’ll have to get through me first,” he growled. Kieran’s eyes gleamed with sadistic delight. “Oh, I intend to.” With a flick of his wrist, Kieran summoned dark threads of energy, lashing out at Caelum. The two clashed violently, the air crackling with power as they traded blows. But it was clear from the start—Caelum was no match for Kieran in his current state. Every strike he landed was weaker than the last, his strength fading rapidly.

Cale was watching Kieran with a bored expression, but his hand was clenched on his knee. "Gossip is unprofessional, Kieran," Cale said. "It's not gossip if it's true," Kieran said. He looked at Elion. "Think about it, Doc. He knows everything about you. He cooks your childhood comfort food. He anticipates your every move. That's not romance. That's research." Kieran tapped his temple. "He studied you," Kieran said. "He memorized you. He's playing a role. The 'Perfect Boyfriend.' But nobody is that perfect. Unless they're reading from a script."

They were all smiling like this was the best entertainment they'd had in months. Their silence was only loud when he made questionable decisions, but the moment he tries to do something remotely reasonable, they'd have opinions. Just as he was about to dismiss them, Kieran raised his hand. Vulcan's jaw clenched. Kieran was his step-cousin, the late Luna Gwen's nephew, and he had a talent for getting under his skin. Worse, he enjoyed it. "What?" "Well," Kieran said smoothly, amusement dripping from every word, "our clan is in full support of this marriage."

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

Five. He sent it. The reply came in less than a minute. Yes. Just that. No question about why, no concern, no making it into something. Just yes, I'm here. Kieran looked at it. Something happened in his chest that he was still getting used to. He typed: Twin A keeps kicking my ribs. He's been at it for an hour. He watched the three dots appear. Disappear. Appear again. Then: That's because he already knows what he's doing.

I could picture his technique in my head… the Flame Kindler. The flame kindled was an elemental sword technique that made your opponents hands burn with each movement of the sword. The heat was enough to burn an Omega in a minute, but for a Gamma, it would take days to fully take effect. I tilted my head back to the battlefield, and to my amazement, Kyle was holding Ryu off despite the burn. He kept single strokes, moving his body around like he was following the motion of the wind. “If it means killing you to take that imposter you call your personal maiden, then I will.” Kyle grunted as Ryu pushed him back with his sword.