Voltron Keith Kogane Novels & Stories

I just hope Gunner is able to to burn the body of the next poor soul he has taken so he can’t jump into anyone else. “Time to go my dear Katerina. We have another stop to make.” “I’m not going anywhere with you.” “But don’t you want to see your daughter again?” “What!? You’re lying!” “Dear sweet Keileigh looks just like you.” “You’re lying!” I shift and blend into my surroundings causing him to lose sight of me. Vines spring from the ground and begin wrapping around Tristan’s body. “Insolent bitch. You will not win this time,” he says furiously as he tries ripping the vines off of him for only more to grow in their place.

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

“Well, you are a Gaisreen, and despite being reborn as a she-wolf, the Gaisreen is still inside of you. You are one of six Commanders of the Turmectais. This she-wolf bit was a means to an end. When will you return to your rightful place as our Commander and by my side?” My three guys growled at him. Kestian was walking a very fine line between breathing and not breathing. It would not be my mates or my Dipshit who took him out either. It would be me. When I turned to my mates, they both looked like they wanted to murder Kestian. Their looks mirrored one another, so I placed a kiss on both their lips to calm them down. Thankfully, it worked some, especially when they smirked at Kestian who c

Koji said. “Then, it’s your fault to neglect your own responsibility!” Rian casts thunder from his index finger to Koji. Koji seems reluctant to move, but suddenly Katon appears in front of him changing his palm into metal. His palm absorbs that thunder and he channels the current into the ground. “Katon...” “Sorry for being impudent, boss. If you are reluctant to confront him. Then...” Katon draws his pen and turns it into a metal staff. ”Let me replace you to confront him.” Katon gives Rian a cold gaze.

POV: Keith “What’s next Alpha, tell me what you want us to do. We can’t sit back and let Dymion pick up his bearing and attack. Let’s hit him now that he is weak, let us destabilize his army and destroy his allies before they come for us. Lead Alpha, lead and we’ll follow. Just tell us what you want us to do, we are ready.” Kyle urged me. I understand his enthusiasm, he has been so busy trying to escape death all this while. Now that he has the chance to live again, he wants to prove his loyalty to me and Selene, he wants to regain our trust. At the same, he wants to get it over with so he can rebuild his home and restore the Lycan pack to what it used to be.

"When I found out that my body isn't broken as it seemed to be." Keron's eyes were still glued at the video game. He made a fist with his right hand and pumped it in front of his face. The gesture was recognized by his Battle Gear's sensors, prompting it to detract his headgear and release his head. Cool air from the room's air conditioner embraced his bare face. His features were typically islandic Tritonite--dark tan, glowing light blue eyes, tribal tattoos and a shaven head. The insignia of their tribe was imprinted on his left cheek: a snake encircling his left eye like a cane.

The one that arrives unannounced on a Tuesday morning. I’m on the couch, feet propped on pillows, laptop balanced on my thighs, reviewing final mockups for the Harper-Kane Industries launch campaign when the elevator chimes. Delivery men in Kane Industries uniforms wheel in the biggest box I’ve ever seen. It’s matte black carbon fiber, sleek as a spaceship, with holographic panels and a built-in vital monitor that syncs to an app. Alexander is in the kitchen, making me the only pregnancy craving he hasn’t mastered yet: pickled jalapeño and Nutella toast. He signs for the delivery without looking up.

His grey hair was neatly combed to the back and he stood like someone from the military. "This," Kellan said as we approached him, " is Gamma Griffin. He'll be in charge of your training." I was beyond shocked. "I'll be undergoing military training as well? What am I exactly? A soon-to-be slave warrior?" "Nope, you're a soon-to-be unstoppable Luna," Kellan said as he began to walk away. "Have fun!" I turned to face him, looking at him from head to toe once again.

"Hehe. Don't worry…" Troy sneered savagely. "I won't make a mistake, for the sake of my son and nephew's revenge." Pausing, he then sighed. "Shame that I lost Thunder, Bolt, Galen, and Blaze to Frank. He's more impressive than I thought." "Indeed." Kilian nodded as well. He was sure that Frank had completed Birthright rank at best, but he was now wary after Troy's men and his nephew were all killed.