Voltron Keith Kogane Novels & Stories

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

I asked, curiosity now filling in my entire being. “You need to trust me and my dragon, Kai. Ok ? We will never harm you and he wants you so badly. But don’t freak out with what we do, ok ? Just trust us. Try for me at least,” he whispered the last part and suddenly transformed into his dragon form before I could answer or demand what was going on. * * * * CHARACTER SKETCH: ZOE'S MATES: Talon Green – Green Moss Pack Lucan Cohen – Ocean Spirit Pack Corwin Dixon – Moon Shine Pack

Torin’s voice echoed through the deep sight, the Alpha pushing a surge of sheer, predatory adrenaline straight into Kael’s nervous system from the valley below. Kael reached the lip of the primary vent. Above us, the cathedral-sized Magma-Titan realized what was happening. It let out a deafening screech of tectonic rage and threw both of its molten arms down, unleashing a waterfall of liquid fire directly at Kael. "Strike!" Cord roared. The six elite Vanguard wolves, who had followed Kael to the lip, leaped into the air. They swung their Starved Iron polearms into the descending waterfall of magma.

After the little conversation, Kaze received a call from Conan. “Bro, I heard from my family that the West State branch director of the Viper’s Den, Magnus Fuller, has found out about what happened. He's a vicious man who runs things with an iron fist. He would never allow the Nether Viper Sword to be in the possession of an outsider. "My father wants me to warn you. You must be careful. This will not end well." Conan did not know Kaze’s true identity but his father, Mathew, knew that Kaze was the God of War.

Thor is the hammer-wielding god associated with lightning, thunder, storms, sacred groves and trees, strength, the protection of humankind, hallowing, and fertility. "Ohhhh!..." She squeals, claps her hands, and bounces on her feet like a little girl. She momentarily rushes towards me then stops. "We can touch?" She says questioningly. "We can hug can't we?" I smile "We hugged downstairs, didn't we? Kane told me, 'Control is in the mind' I can only hurt those I wish to hurt. However, according to Kane, right now the power is still on the surface. It hasn't quite settled in me yet. So apart from you, my mate, anyone that I get too close to might get zapped. Actually, I already zapped Eric. He

The silver veins beneath his dark skin pulsed brighter as we neared the surface. Killian kept his hand firmly on the small of my back, his Alpha instincts still running a razor-thin edge. Having the genetic father of the Lycan species walking behind us was a tactical nightmare, but Kaelen made no move to challenge the hierarchy. He had surrendered his crown to the quarantine millennia ago. We emerged into the Throne Room just as the morning sun hit the tall glass windows. Dr. Aris Thorne was waiting by the ruined communications terminal, holding a stack of requisition forms from the River Gate. When she saw Kaelen duck his massive head to clear the archway, the clipboard slipped from her han

I replied "That's good" he said then immediately my curiosity returned. "Who arrived?" I asked. Logan blinked. "I don't know him" he replied. I frowned. "You don't know?" I asked. "No." "Seriously?" He shrugged. "No idea." Tristan looked skeptical. "How do you not know?" "I wasn't told." "You're one of Alpha Kael's chief guards" he said. "I know." "You know everything" Tristan argued. "I also know nothing" he said.

I choked out, my eyes glowing a solid, terrifying violet, "he’s... he’s pouring everything into this strike." I looked through the shimmering dome, I could see the Sol Invictus clearly now, Kaelen was standing on the prow, his hair a halo of white fire, his hands outstretched as he funneled his very life force into the cannon, he looked like a god of destruction, his face twisted into a mask of Red Rage, he wasn't trying to capture me anymore, he was trying to burn the "stain" of my betrayal out of the world. ‘Give it back, Mother,’ the child urged, the cold spark in my gut turning into a whirlpool, ‘he wants the fire? Show him how it feels when it’s cold.’

Keith growled. "How did the Luna do that," One of the Pack Warriors asked. "Is she a Witch?" Another one asked "No, Luna Ebony is not a Witch. I will not repeat myself again. I want all of you to leave now," Keith said in his Alpha tone, causing everyone to fall to their knees. "Yes, Alpha," they all said "Now go and never speak of what happened today to anyone else. Do you all understand?" Keith said in his Alpha tone so that everyone would have to obey.

His mind was focused, his moves precise. “Push forward!” Kael urged his voice a constant presence in the minds of his warriors. Kael found himself face-to-face with Kevin’s Beta, Theron, the massive gray wolf snarling as it lunged at him. Kael sidestepped and countered with a powerful strike, his claws raking across the Beta’s side. The wolf yelped but didn’t back down, circling Kael with a murderous gleam in its eyes. “You’re fighting for a traitor,” Kael growled, his tone sharp and cutting. “Stand down, and you might live to see another day.”