Voltron Curtis Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Hazel, I promise that I'll protect you with my life. I'll never let you feel sad or wronged for as long as I live." I squeezed his hand gently in return and smiled at him. "I trust you." It was just three words, spoken in my easygoing voice, but that was more than enough to reassure Archer as his eyes shone brilliantly in determination. Curtis seemed to finally snap back to the present just then. He staggered backward, and Max had to catch him so he wouldn't fall. "How could this be?" Curtis' face had gone completely white. He just couldn't believe what he was witnessing.

“No. I’m only taking something I deserve.” “You deserve me?” My voice came out broken and disbelieving. “Absolutely.” I stared at him. Truly stared. “You’re insane.” Curtis didn’t get angry… not yet. He simply smirked again, leaning even closer. “Rolan is nothing without me. He knows it. I know it. Everyone knows it. And after everything I’ve done for him, the least the universe can do is give me something in return.” I forced myself to breathe. “Curtis… why would you want to hurt someone who trusts you?”

"Today is truly unfortunate," Curtis Barr said to Horace Moor, his tone filled with regret. "Yes, if we could have gotten Marcus Leo and the others drunk and poisoned, I could have absorbed their power. You could become the boss, and with the dragon vein power of Dragonsmount, we would be unstoppable, like tigers with wings," Horace replied with equal disappointment. Curtis's eyebrows twitched with anticipation and reluctance, even a hint of expectation in his eyes. "We'll have to start from scratch on this," Horace glanced at Curtis and said.

Something about his tone changed. “My name is Rio Vorthrane, Beta to Alpha Kael Vorthrane” he said. My breath caught as my ears registered that name again. My eyes widened slightly. “You’re—” “His cousin, and his Beta” he finished smoothly. My stomach twisted. Of course he was. Of course the one person who caught me falling from a window was tied to Alpha Kael of all people. “That explains the attitude,” I muttered. He laughed softly. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Curtis says, pushing away from the couch and sitting on the table directly opposite Leila. “I may have come here under the guise of the werewolf games but like I said, I’m only here because he asked me to look after you for him. If there’s one person I can give my life for, it’s that man. So just as you have a friend in him, be rest assured, you have a friend in me.” Leila looks up at Curtis’ blue eyes and they remind her of Kelvin’s so much. She realises she really does miss Kelvin. He’s always been her breath of fresh air.

ALPHA VAN'S POV The moment Curtis forced his way to the surface, a flood of raw emotion surged through me, and the roar of the battle around us faded as our focus narrowed solely on Anakiyus. The sight of his wolf, once our comrade, but now a monstrous embodiment of betrayal, fueled Curtis’s relentless rage. “I make you have painless death,” Curtis offered through a mindlink to his opponent. Anakiyus's wolf stood firmly once again, oozing with confidence, its gaze watching Curtis's every step calculatively.

His wife is also safe. Curtis was rubbing his chin. He felt something oozing inside his mouth. He spat out the contents. There was a pool of blood on the ground. His lips was bleeding. He could feel the tear in his gums. He didn’t know that Austin was also a sword welder. He couldn’t believe how strong Austin was. Of course, Austin is young, so youth is on his side. He’s in the prime of his life. He stood no chance against such a fellow.

Ty cuts in before he can respond, “So you're saying Uncle Zach not only knows the creature, but he has seen it in action?” Yes,” Curtis nods. “Then why isn't he saying anything?” Maybe because he's weird, that's why, Ty thought. Then Curtis says, “He might be protecting him. It.” “Careful, Curt!” “I know what I saw, Alpha. He's either protecting the demon, or that thing is too powerful for him, too. He doesn't want anyone to know that he knows.” “Too powerful? You just said he stopped the attack!”

Marlena provides me with a short lightweight casual dress to cover. “Curtis,” Vance announces through his teeth, emitting his dark despotic aura through his channeled anger. “Your time is up.” Wait, what? Malik is Curtis? I was with Curtis the entire time! “What in the world………”

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.