Voltron Keith Jacket Novels & Stories

Keith Linked me, and I looked at him with a serious expression on my face. "I need you to secretly prepare for war. I want Kevlar vests and Helmets designed for wolves, and I need weapons. Bomb, missiles, name it. Get Timber to get intelligence on what the human government are packing. I want their armoury looted, and I want their force crippled. We will be taking over the entire country," I linked him, and he looked at me wide-eyed with shock written all over his face. "I am serious, Keith. We are going all in, so is Marcus," I told him, and he nodded.

“I said we are happy to be alive, aren’t we?” “Oh, yes. Thank you, Your Majesty, for sending the escort. Who knows what might’ve happened without them.” Jecobian bowed elegantly, his blue and red crushed velvet tunic rippling in the arms as he did so, giving Kit an indication that though he was tall and lean, everything beneath his clothes was pure muscle. She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and began to nibble on it until she saw the sharp look from her mother and released it. Heat rose in her cheeks, but she fought the urge to fan herself.

She wears a fitted leather jacket over dark jeans and combat boots, a symbol of both practicality and power. After nearly an hour, the deep rumble of approaching engines signals the arrival of the next alphas. Two vehicles pull up simultaneously, and their doors swing open in near unison. Alpha Elias Thorn steps out first, his commanding presence impossible to ignore. He’s a broad shouldered man, with a thick beard and sharp blue eyes that miss nothing. His dark brown hair is cropped short, revealing a claw mark scar near his temple. He wears a tactical vest over a gray shirt, his stance exuding readiness. Behind him, ten warriors stand like statues, their uniforms neat, their expressions un

"I just want to talk, that's all." I looked him over speculatively. He was adorned in a fine, deep blue velvet jacket etched in black and gold that fell down to the back of his knees. The material was so luxurious and rich, it looked heavy enough to weigh him down; however, he seemed to stand proud under it. The jacket was unbuttoned and pulled up higher on one shoulder than the other, almost as if he had quickly thrown it on, and underneath he had on a plain white tunic half tucked into tight black trousers. To complete his ensemble were a pair of sleek black riding boots that looked like they had never once stepped outside. I couldn't help but think he looked like a character had somehow s

On the same side where pack emblems are stitched, Madfur’s double slanting crescents led by an astra. Differently simple attire, Zaetron Cole Alderhaw of Nightshade pack remains smoking hot on his deep charcoal turtle neck inner, matched with auburn vest, and lastly, a melanoid suit. His long red-tinted hair was tied up and his trimmed facial hair, all adds up to his drop-dead appearance. “Are we not starting yet?” Keith whispered to his dad’s ears. Zaetron draw an inch away from him and looked him straight to his eyes. “Not until all the Alphas arrive,” he answered.

His normally easy smile on his clean-shaven face seemed forced. "Beloved," he said as he stopped in front of me. "Cole." I nodded in greeting. "I have something for you. We were going to give it to you tonight with a big party, but I think it might come in useful now." He held out a leather jacket in my size with the Ardor Brother's crest on the back of it. I accepted it running my fingers over the embroidery. "Wow, thank you." "It's from all of us. It has a Kevlar built into it. Normally it's supposed to protect from falls from a bike, but it also comes in handy with light shrapnel. Not a direct hit, though."

keith yelled "But you ask me to keep shut and am following your orders but now you're blaming me from keeping shut"Darcie said and keith hissed The place was getting hot and Darcie decided to remove her jacket "Hey what did you think you're doing?? Keith asked "This place is hot and I just want to remove my jacket" "And did you realise that a guy is here with you" keith said "But am wearing some inner cloth" "So you think am a stick" keith said

Although he had only been playing on the skateboard, there were people nearby to secretly protect him and prevent any mishaps. Keith had come to the shade at the main door. He had approached Troy's bodyguards and ordered, "All of you, go away. I want to talk to my brother." But the bodyguards hadn't listened to Keith. They had the responsibility to protect Troy, as ordered by York. They had been Troy's personal bodyguards. Therefore, even though Keith was the Ritter family's second son, they hadn't obeyed his command. Seeing this, Keith had shouted again, "Did you all hear me? Get lost! I want to talk to my brother."

Why did my brother come to rely on Keith, and trust Keith to accompany me? "Don't you want to be accompanied by Keith?" asked Javier with a stare I couldn't mean. I sned, then threw my face away. "No, I don't want to!" I replied a little fiercely. "Well, Keith, Jesya doesn't want to be with you. You just go home there," Jeno said to me. Then I turned towards the three brothers I looked at. I was a little squealed at seeing Keith standing not far behind me. Keith was dressed in a formal grey shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, making him look more mature and handsome.

I was frowning at myself in the full length mirror when Eva reappeared with an incredibly dead fish look. And the leather jacket in her hand, I recognised it as soon as I saw it. Hunter’s. He wore it at father’s celebration party two years ago. But Eva doesn’t seem to know. “Miss Kratos only wears jackets approved by the Blood Moon Pack,” she mimicked Leon’s tone, “Mr Black’s orders.” I blushed hard. “Yeah,” Eva flung the jacket on the bed like it was her overdue assignment, “I’m mad too. You’re doing your best to avoid him, and he’s like a gum on your shoe.”