Tom And Bill Kaulitz Novels & Stories

Torches flickering weakly against stone walls. And in the center— A figure. Kneeling. Bound. Head lowered. Blood on the floor. Marcus stood nearby. Still. Silent. Watching. Kael stopped. Slowly. Dangerously. “Look at me,” he said. The figure didn’t move. Didn’t respond. The air tightened. Something felt off. Very off. “Kael…” I whispered. He stepped closer. One step. Then another. The bond pulsed. Sharp. Warning. “Look. At. Me.”

ALVA The sound of the car engine roused me from my half-sleep as Nikolas pulled up in front of me. That was what I got for insisting I made breakfast for all three of us despite staying up super late the night before and playing a game of 'we aren't really strangers' with Nikolas. For me, it was some sort of escapism. When Nikolas got through to me, it always felt like I was betraying Charis' memory. At the same time, it felt wrong to continue to judge Klaus by actions he committed in the past when it was crystal clear he wasn't that sort of person anymore. I patted an equally sleepy Samuel and carried him in my arms. He had an appointment today, and while I wanted to follow him, I had schoo

I would have to get him alone at some point. “I am glad to see you both here.” Kai spoke first. “I am sure you are wondering why I have asked you both to come. As you both know, The binding ceremony is coming up very soon, at the ceremony I will be naming my Beta. I would like to name you both as beta. I will be leaving that up to the both of you. If you will agree to work together as co-beta I would be happy to have you both. If not we will have a contest to see who is worthy of being beta.” They both looked at each other. I could see the betrayal in Kassius’ eyes. He was hurt, he had always been meant to be beta. Kai was his best friend, how could he be doing this to him? Kade seemed fine

He’s been Alpha for over five years. Clambering up the stairs, I knock promptly on the door. I’m not going to waste any time. Who knows how long he will give me before he gets bored and sends me off. I’m surprised when Kael opens the door. For some wild reason, I expected him to be dressed up, as if this was a proper meeting. Instead, he’s dressed...normally, in a black grey tunic and trousers. Similar to what I’ve seen him earlier, however, there’s no addition of any fighting leathers, and his hair isn’t so smooth. Recently, he’s been running his hands through the rich brown strands.

Cain tenses every time his father says anything to him or me, then they glare at each other like they're having some sort of staring contest or silent argument. Halfway through dinner, Cain's father excuses himself and comes back with a couple who exude authority but seem very friendly with it. After greeting Cain warmly and introducing themselves to the rest of us as Zac and Cally, Cain's aunt and uncle, their eyes land on me. "So you're the one they're after and you killed a rog… wolf with a chair leg. Genius." Cally laughs loudly, sitting down opposite me and bringing much needed life into the room. Her blue eyes twinkle with intelligence and even though it feels like she's assessing me,