Shiro Keith Novels & Stories

Ariella who is his wife's namesake and his son Kevin had gotten married and they were living a beautiful life together. Keith could feel his pulse pounding with excitement as he strolled down the peaceful mansion. He hadn't seen his son Kirklin in a number of years. Although he had always been proud of his son's accomplishments, the two had grown distant ever since Kirklin started seeing a strange lady. Keith had always loved his boy and hoped that one day they would be able to patch things up. And right now, as he was walking towards the main gate, he experienced a wave of feeling at the prospect of finally seeing him face to face.

“Close the door behind you, please.” Jia floundered for an instant before she regained the sense of mind to respond to the request. Right, the door. She hastily stepped forward so that she could let it latch shut behind her, but her stare quickly darted back to pin itself onto the young man again. He was the Chief Operating Officer? But how…? Maybe she just thought she recognized him, she told herself, but that couldn’t be it: he had recognized her, too. He had even called her by name.

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

The stress made my stomach turn and my hands became sweaty Someone hit the floor and we stopped "You are in the presence of His Majesty Romulus, the king of the werewolves and Jordan of all Jordan, the man with the staff announced I looked in front of me to see the king sitting on his royal throne, with his advisers or ministers sitting on both his sides "Enter your name and rank" commanded the same man "Herbert Henderson, Beta" "Karish Rinaldi, Jordan. "Stanlay Parker" I tried to sound confident because I had no rank

“I’ve heard of this person… Was he not a useless apprentice? How could he, of all people, manage to get so friendly with someone like Edgar?” Keith wondered with a growl. “I’m not sure about that, though I am very sure of the close friendship the two share!” Theobold said with unearned confidence, caring not for the angry stare Bentley was giving him. “Zephyr Khan…” Keith spat through gritted teeth. “He is… something else!” Keith cursed as a darkness loomed over his eyes…

Zina and Dawn know who Liam, Pierce, and Keith are, but they are not in the same circles, because Omegas don't mix with warriors and Keith is something like a celebrity trainer who earns an unimaginable amount of money with his line of protein shakes. Pierce gestured to Katya to add more beers, and soon each of them had one. After finishing the beer he was holding, Keith excused himself, saying that he has an early start in the morning, and he reminded guys not to stay too long and not to get wasted. The truth was that Keith didn't want to leave, but he had duties before games start, and as the main coach from the hosting pack, he couldn't mess up and be late, or worse… late and hungover. He

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.

Keith and I look at each other knowingly. Shifters never wear perfumes or oils; it's too triggering for our enhanced senses, but one thing those scents are good for is masking a natural one. “Was there anything else?” Stevie asks. “The chime of a bell,” he says. “I think one of them was wearing one.” “That's all.” Keith presses. He falters. “I—I made a mistake. I panicked. I was told to keep my eyes ahead of me so I did.” Keith’s face darkens. “You’re a liability now. You’ll remain here until we can be sure it's safe to let you out.”

I whimpered as my legs began to shake uncontrollably around his waist and tears flowed down my cheeks. He bucked his hips into me, hitting that spot that made me want to scream. “Don’t you dare drop your legs from around me!.” He slipped out of me before forcefully ramming into me again. “KING!” I yelled his name. His Fake Name. “Silas” He grunted in response as he picked up the pace when he told me his real name, slamming into me even harder. I was over the edge. I was shaking. I was screaming. I was crying tears of incredible pleasure.

He offered a brilliant, breathtaking smile, nodding in pure relief before pulling me right back in for another deep kiss. For the longest time, I had felt like a helpless duchess, locked away inside a villain's dark, suffocating fortress with no hope of escape. I had spent my life searching for a way out, completely blind to the horizon until I crossed paths with a fierce, noble knight who didn't hesitate for a single fraction of a second to tear the world apart to save me. In this crazy journey, I finally realized that I never needed a fairy-tale prince to rescue me. I only ever needed a dedicated knight willing to stand beside me through the brutal battles and chaotic storms of life. He wa