Tory Cobra Kai Novels & Stories

Kai's power was too great, and Boris knew that he was no match for him. "How can this be?" Boris muttered to himself. "Kai is just a weak, always been a weak werewolf. How did he become so powerful?" Kai roared in defiance, his voice echoing through the forest. He raised his six tails high above his head, and they glowed with a bright blue light.

That was all the warning I got. The studio was dim, heated to 95 degrees, mirrors on every wall, the air thick with eucalyptus and sweat. I unrolled my mat in the back row like a coward. Then he walked in. Kai was sex incarnate in human form. Thirty-one, 6’2”, with the kind of sculpted, sun-kissed body that looked airbrushed. Broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist, every muscle defined but functional—long, corded arms, powerful thighs that flexed under thin black compression shorts, and a chest dusted with dark hair that trailed down into a sharp V disappearing beneath the waistband. His tank top clung to him like a second skin, already damp. When he turned to face the class, his hazel e

he growled and tackled me on the bed such that I was giggling and squirming under him and he was hovering on top of me. “What are you doing, Ty Jackson ?” I chuckled. “I thought I hurt you and I was worried sick. Seems like you were only completing your beauty sleep,” he snickered. “Awww. You were worried about your mate ?” I teased. “Shut up,” he gruffed. “Ty, what you did was really hot but weren’t you afraid that I would crack a bone or two,” I nervously chuckled. “I am an Elemental Dragon, Kai. I can control earth and nature, babe. So, I would never let you get hurt,” he softly said and kissed me so gently that it seemed like if he put any extra force, he would break me.

Kai Carter, are you really the one responsible for this? @DeathWish

The wrestling room smelled like rubber mats, sweat, and that sharp antiseptic cleaner they used after hours. The overhead lights were dimmed to half, casting long shadows across the blue mats. Everyone else had gone home hours ago. Only two people remained. Kai Rivera stood near the edge of the mat, chest still heaving, a thin sheen of sweat making the black ink on his ribs glisten. The tattoo, a simple geometric pattern that wrapped around his lower ribs, shifted with every breath. At 22, he was the undisputed captain of the team, the one coaches pointed to when they wanted discipline. Calm. Methodical. Unshakable.

Hell, he'd never believed that anything non-human existed before those damn things began wiping out his town. Cobra stood at least eight feet tall with piercing eyes. While he had never been anything but nice to Colby, the younger male had seen the protectiveness in his eyes when it came to his mate and daughter. The prospect of being slapped around by him was not appealing in the least to Colby.

Others bristled, their bodies tensing with unspoken challenges. Then, the first voice rang out. “You’ve got some nerve showing your face here, Kai.” A figure stepped forward from the shadows, and Sasha’s breath hitched. It was Tobias—the pack’s Beta. A warrior, a leader, and once, one of Kai’s closest friends. Until everything had fallen apart. Kai met his gaze, unflinching. “We need to talk.” Tobias scoffed. “Talk? After what you did?” His eyes flicked to Sasha. “And you brought her?”

" You should. Else I would have Thorne suffer in your place when I get rid of you, he would be my new toy and you know how destructive he would be than you if he knows you were gone because of him.” “Do you want that? Do you really want that?" He continued, laughing softly as my grip tightened at the fact that he was that crazy to do something like that and worse. “What's happening here?" Kai's voice thundered, and I looked behind to see him fuming with vapor leaving the room from the constrictors. I rushed for him, still holding tej hybrid on one hand as if he weighed nothing. My hate for Kai was stronger and heavier than any thing not even a mountain could compare.

she agreed. “Kai, please come out. She's awake just like you said,” Tia whispered towards the changing room and after what seemed like a minute, the door opened and a man who looked like he was in his forties stepped out. He wasn't anything like Tia—if anything, he was the total opposite. He was huge, tall like Alessandro with his arm all inked up and down to his wrists, and on his neck was a snake tattoo that was too distinct to be missed. Kai had his hair all packed up behind his head with a lock of hair falling against his forehead. He was definitely older than Alessandro, but then there was this unsettling and dangerous aura she got off him.

She could recognize that voice from anywhere. "Kylian"