This Is War Kennedy Fox Novels & Stories

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

Faith chewed on her lips as her eyes moves towards the board again – she go through everything she has learned about the alliance once again. Lately, she was able to learn that every member is a wolf disguised as a sheep. Everyone is trying to tear the other down. She doesn’t care who wins in the end, all she wants is the doom of Aldo. She smashed her lips together, as her eyes fixed on a picture of a very attractive Asian man, Felix. She narrowed her eyes and recall what Levi told her about him.

This discovery could be awkward to explain to Elky Jennings. I just sat there, breathing slow, reaching for my phone. This wasn’t an outlandish gossip made-up by a bored accountant named Felix. It was a war filmed in real time, with shots fired and lies told. And the twist was, it looked like my father had started it. Maybe I’d been the spark he needed. His little rabbit that had to grow sharp teeth in captivity.

Rhychard canceled too many appointments to make him a reliable business. The Warrior popped the lid off his coffee to let it cool a bit as he watched a young yuppie walking his little Pomeranian. Not a man's dog by any sense of the word, but then again, he lived with a canine the size of a horse. Of course, Kree would sniff his nose at being compared to a dog. I am a coshey. Can dogs talk? No. They merely do pathetic tricks to please their owners and wag their tails. Most just lie around eating and defecating on the carpet. Then he would ask if they were going to get pizza that night for dinner. Rhychard didn't care what Kree said; he was an overgrown watchdog sent to babysit the human Warri

I demand, slightly creeped out, but also a bit relieved to see a familiar face who may be able to help. “Thea, who’s this?” Owen interrupts, his eyes cold and unyielding as he glares at Apollo, despite the God’s muscled frame and height advantage. “Owen, this is Apollo.” I introduce him slightly reluctantly, a bit anxious of what Apollo’s reaction will be to him, a mortal. Apollo, however, takes it in a stride, offering him a charming smile. “Hello, Owen. Pleasure. I’m a friend of-” He pauses to pass me a taunting look. “Thea here.”

And now, with all that done, the one sentence I could not shake sat lodged under everything else: Wrong platform. Check the war room. Renaud got out before the car fully settled. Of course he did. Even tired, even bruised by rage, confession, and restraint, he moved like a man who had stopped pretending the next danger might wait politely for permission. “You stay with me,” he said. “That sounded familiar.” “Take comfort in routine.” “I don’t.” “I noticed.” Gabriel came around the other side and handed me the evidence pouch containing Sabine’s phone.

"Is that the best they've got?" Alexander scoffed, shaking his head in disdain at the surveillance camera. He had anticipated more surprises from Ghost Fox but overestimated his opponent instead. "Mister Kane, what should we do next?" Cimarron was a little nervous. Even as a Lord of War, he could not withstand the impact of falling from 90 meters.

Porter said. “How? We have no idea where he did go.” “If you are a fox, where do you think you’re going?” “A fox? I thought Clark was a werewolf?” “He is, but the beast inside him was a fox. And it’s a terrifying fox.” “How do you know it’s a fox?” “Have you seen a wolf with four tails?” Kevin and Porter exchanged glances in disbelief. “Okay, if I were I fox, where should I be…umm, in the forest?” Kevin replied.

His expression changed. “I kept that promise.” I turned toward security. “Everything between Kennedy Jones and me has been personal for long enough.” I looked back at him. “That ends today.” Kennedy's jaw clenched. I gave him one final look. “The war is officially beginning.” I gestured toward the door. “Throw him out.”

Seline looked behind will and the horse expecting to see Heinz bringing up the rear. Will bowed his head, "I'm sorry Seline. The horse must have bolted and he was thrown. Heinz is dead. " Seline reached for Heinz's horse with tears running down her face. Perhaps it was better this way. He did not want to go off to war. Now he did not have to face the fighting.