Voltron Curtis Novels & Stories

Curt said with a smirk as Colt jumps in the truck. "We'll see," I mumble but Curt definitely hears me.

I laugh slightly. “Either way, he’s the only one that beat me, and weaknesses and emotions had no role to play.” Carlton looks towards me. “Can I use his emotions?” I know what he means by that. “Go ahead. Just don’t cry when he hurts you.” Carlton laughs. He will realise that wasn’t a joke. “Okay, no emotion, right?” He looks at Thorin, and he nods. “Then lets battle, without your wolf, just as yourself.” I watch as they stand training, and I can see Carlton is confused by his strength. Ten minutes later, they stop.

The shadow of Curt Benton was a shield no one wanted to test. As the moon began to dip behind the peaks, Curt’s assistant checked his pocket watch and leaned in close to the old wolf’s ear. "Elder Benton, the healers insisted you return to your den for your tonic. They were very specific about the timing tonight," the man whispered. "The tonic those hacks brew is more bitter than a winter frost and does nothing but turn my gut," Curt snorted, sounding more like a stubborn pup than a powerful lord. "I finally track down Logan and you want to drag me away from the fire? Give me another hour."

“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.

Calvin asked somewhat angrily, "What's wrong with you? You're such a grown man, yet you turned off your phone and ignored Margot. Curtis, I entrusted my sister to you. Is this how you treat her? If you can't take care of her, then don't see her anymore in the future." At this moment, Curtis was driving toward the mountains. He felt that the signal was getting weaker so he stopped the car and got out to answer the call. "I'm in the mountains now, I'm going to find the miracle doctor who saved me before." Calvin furrowed his brows. "Why? To thank him?" "Yeah, sort of. It might take me two or three days to come back. Can you look after them for me?"

It was only natural for Hugo to have the app, as there could always be emergencies with the nature of the Ten Thousand Armies' work. As for Yolden, he was the CEO of Curtis Autos, and an AI support was necessary for Curtis Autos to develop their very own automobiles. If necessary, Charlie would open a link between the Curtis Autos server to the AI module, giving drivers a taste of the AI module's incredible processing capacity.

Ronnie pushed Curtis’s chair in the direction of the disturbance. “I hope this is important enough to take me from the booth,” Curtis said. “These terminals need to be inspected carefully.” “Trust me, boss,” Ronnie said, “this is something that you got to see up close and personal.” Ronnie pointed Curtis to an engraving on the ground of a woman with claws and wings and a snake lower half that was surrounded by a large circle. “Echidna,” Curtis whispered to himself. “What was that boss?” Ronnie asked. “It’s nothing. Where are the other men?”

Yes, Curtis has absolutely no sense of humility, and empathy is a word that is strange in his world but if there is one person Curtis would never betray, it is the Don and even the Don knows that. Before everything happened, I had it in mind that if one day, I took over when the Don steps down, I’m going to dispose off Curtis because I know he can never be loyal to me and I can never trust him. He will only be a thorn in my flesh but then who knew that day will never come.

I muttered taking my hand over his stomach trying to clear mind he grabbed at them his blood warm and sticky staining them. “No,” he rasped, shaking his head. “Listen to me. There’s not much time.” I swallowed past the lump in my throat. "Don’t talk like that—” "Lunette," he interrupted, gripping my wrist with surprising strength. "I need to tell you the truth. All of it to all of you." "I knew your mother." Curtis admitted, his voice thick with emotion. The words were like a physical blow. "You what?" "I trained her. Just like I trained the late Luna and... Varda.”

Curtis was adequately trained to protect Lendon from any harm, so martial art was part of his skills since he came to serve him. “Get out!’ Lendon growled, annoyed that Curtis was able to dodge his attack. Curtis knew that Lendon had run out of patience. If he said anything more, Lendon would kick his ass. “I will call Alexis. You’re wound need to be treated,” Curtis left the gym and went to Alexis. They went back to the gym together and stood outside the door. “Alexis, what should we do? Mr. Martin is getting more and more aggressive recently.” Curtis couldn’t help but worry.