This Is War Kennedy Fox Novels & Stories

Homer panicked and growled, “Do you know who I am?! I’m Homer from the Fox family! Do I have to tell you how strong the Fox family is?! My dad and grandpa will kill you if you hurt me!” Porter looked at Homer indifferently before saying nonchalantly, “My name is Porter, and I’m from Ten Thousand Armies. I don’t care about you, a mere grandchild of the Fox family, or your dad and grandpa. I’ll take care of you and kill you as long as Mr. Wade says the word! I won’t blink even if I kill your whole family!” When Homer heard that, he felt like everything was moving in a whirlwind. “Porter?! Yo-you... You’re Porter Waldron?!” Homer was extremely frightened. “Mr. Porter, the Fox family isn’t your

"Anyway, the White Wolf's soldiers assigned for the operation later are Team, Simon, Seth, his girlfriend Rose Brandon and her brother, Ash Brandon." "I'm guessing the gay Wolf soldier you're talking about is this Ash?" Alexander said as he went through this Ash profile. White skin and red lips. What a perfect combination! Plus this man had an amazing muscles, abs, and well-built perfectly for him. Not to mention his name is incredibly sexy in his lips. Oh, after five years, he is so going to have so much fun later.

I nod my head, listening while I watch a vidu bird fly right towards me with a message. I watch as the silver bird gets closer; it moves with such speed for an enormous bird that I am awe-struck by its terrifying beauty, as the bird descends I left my arm so he can rest. I take the note from his red beak and read WAR COUNCIL NOW!! IN THE HIGH TEMPLE. Kai “What is it?” Dunn asked. “We have to go now to the high temple hurry,” I say as I grab his arm and make our way through the corridor.

General Darrell Storm. He stood tall in his ceremonial armor, dark green cloak trimmed in the colours of house Storm. His jaw was set in stone, gaze unreadable. The boy I'd once known, the one who teased me and taught me how to fish — was gone. In his place was a man shaped by war and power. My heart thudded like hooves on dry land.

Her voice was razor-sharp, breathing panic. “I don’t know—” “You slept with Leo Vane? In the retreat hotel? Do you even understand how bad this is?” “I didn’t know it was him.” “Well, everyone does now. TMZ. PageSix. Variety. You trended overnight. I’ve already lost you two campaigns. Get your shit together, Riv. This is war.” **** An hour later, they met in a private downtown suite. Harlow shoved sunglasses on his face, pulled a hoodie over his curls, and shoved him through the side door like he was radioactive.

"If this keeps going, we might end up with a household war." Randy laughed heartily in response to Darwin's remark. Meanwhile, Kennedy seemed quite annoyed by what her cousin, who loved to provoke, had done. ***

"Don't you remember that if we go to war when the full moon hasn't arrived yet in this season, then we'll all be defeated and destroyed. Is that what you want?" As if just remembering that, Kennedy suddenly widened his eyes. He hissed, feeling stupid that Brandon had told him that. How embarrassing that was! But Kennedy haughtily replied anyway, "Tsk, so what do you want, now? Do you deserve to take my mate?" Brandon almost laughed at Kennedy's reaction of trying to hide his embarrassment. He cleared his throat. "Tell you what, I have one offer for you." Kennedy frowned in confusion. He didn't like this discussion, but going to war was out of the question. "What's your offer?" he asked suspi

After going back and forth for longer than the best part of a day, a decisive winner couldn't be determined between the two men. It was a fight in the making ever since Warren encountered the Fire Fangs. Who would've thought that he would act as James Parker's dog even after his death. But this time Warren had something to fight for. He had to fight for the protection of not only the town, but the continent as a whole.

Warren shrugs in the casual, sexy way that he has that still makes my heart skip a beat and heat rush to my core. “Connor and I talked about it. We both think that it was Quirin’s way of letting him know that he’s powerful in more ways than one. Remember, when he wrote that check, he didn’t know that he and Kennedy were mates. He may not have done it if he had.” I think about that, and Warren tilts his head at me, walking over and pulling me against him. “Why do you ask?” “Why do you think Kennedy doesn’t know that? She told me today that she didn’t order an x-ray machine for the pack when the one they have is probably older than I am. It costs a third of what he gave Connor for his birthday

“Sorry, he’s mine.” I swear that every time he heard that, his mood skyrocketed. He still did his morning ab workouts on the balcony, but I wasn’t out there doing any core exercises anymore. Instead, I was in the kitchen, studying recipes like my life depended on it. A god of wealth like him needed to be treated right. “What do fox faes usually eat?” I muttered. “Rabbit? Chicken? Probably not vegetables, right?” But the chicken was so damn hard to chop. One wrong angle and I sliced my finger open.