Voltron Keys Novels & Stories

"You said someone knew the security codes for the North Cabin. Only a handful of wolves have those. My Beta. My Head of Security. And my father’s old inner circle." Vexley started to hyperventilate. "The locker... it wasn't just money. There was a key. An old-fashioned brass key with a Nightmoor crest. It was used to bypass the mechanical locks on the cabin’s external vents. That’s how they pumped the gas in without being seen." I felt a cold shock go through me. A brass key with a crest. Those were ceremonial keys, given to the founding families of the pack. There were only five in existence.

he replied before attacking Klout who invaded his punch and kick ***"***" Turning Tonio took out his gun from his suit jacket and started to shoot those who were present in the room, some punching and kicking them others hitting them with the objects near him when he ran out of bullets and when he made sure all of them were down he looked around for the key to the chair that Kales was kept in, these people were weak tsh..... After so much searching he realized the key must have been with that sociopath.. damn it he sure had miscalculated something, searching for lock picks on the floor and couldn't find any he proceeded to try and open it with one of his special tools, suddenly he was glad h

Dante replied smoothly. Lorenzo slammed his empty glass onto the blotter, his face twisting into a sudden, manic grin of absolute determination. He reached into his inner pocket and pulled out a heavy, platinum-plated master electronic keycard—the Level Prime Sovereign Token. It was the physical and digital bypass that controlled every electronic lock, every armored blast door, every security camera feed, and every hardwired armory code within the international Valeriano infrastructure. He pushed the card across the mahogany wood until it rested against Dante’s gloved fingertips.

"It's fine… however,Kota had overheard a phone call with the clients and someone else .. she wanted to get the supplies but not give the codes… Kita had managed to get out of the house with the codes like she calls it. She says there are four keys with numbers engraved in it. … Simply put the client had tried playing smart ass with us, she may have given us some silly numbers after getting the products she wanted.. She is not to be trusted and neuter is her handler as well" I explain funky yelling pauses. "The keys?... Where are they?" He asks out of the blue. "Kita got them out of the building and I had someone pick up soon enough it would be with me" i explain once again not getting why ma

"Open it." I didn't want his gifts, but I wanted him to stop talking. I snapped the box open. Inside was a set of gleaming pink keys for a high-performance Mercedes from the Alpha Transport Fleet. "A car?" I looked at him, my voice flat. Tristan’s gaze was intense, a subtle tremor of nervousness in his posture that he couldn't quite hide. "It’s reinforced with silver-mesh plating for protection. Do you like the color? It reminded me of the Moonfall Garden."

"Sterling... this is a corporate matter. The patent keys belong to my family's estate." "The patent belongs to Noah Carter," Vance whispered, his voice dropping into a low, terrifyingly quiet register that made the hairs on Tristan's neck stand up. He shoved Tristan backward with violent force, sending him crashing against the side of his own armored SUV. "And Noah Carter is under my protection contract. If I see your face or your cargo flights anywhere near the city limits after midnight, I will initiate a total liquidation of your European offshore accounts by morning. Get out of my sight." Tristan scrambled back into the safety of his SUV, his three security men quickly retreating after h

“A place your parents built in secret.” “A place where they hid everything they couldn’t trust the Consortium with.” Alexander’s voice was barely audible. “The third key…” Victor met his gaze. “Is there.” At that exact moment… Aurora’s phone vibrated. The countdown disappeared. In its place… A new message appeared. SECOND KEY COMPROMISED. Another line followed. INITIATING FINAL PROTOCOL. Everyone stared at the glowing screen. Then the final sentence appeared. Six words that made even Victor Blackwell look afraid.

Moving his laptop and his paperwork around, I started searching for the key, but I couldn’t find it. Putting back the contents the way I found them, I yanked open the other drawers and shuffled through the contents, but I still couldn't find the key, but I did stumble upon an empty box of condoms. Taking it up, I saw that it marked Trojan Magnum XL. I wasn’t surprised because the way he had filled me up last night leaving no room, I knew he had a monster between his legs. Shaking my head, I placed it back inside the drawer, before I closed it and got up to check on the machine.

The trap must be centuries old because if it had been recent; it would have been vampire or at least demon proof. I stretched my hands towards where the key was and transported effortlessly before I turned back with a look of achievement on my face. This was surprising my first attempt on using August’s power on something other than violence. The third key was in the form of an actual key. The first was in the form of the cross, the second unidentified and the third was an actual key.

Noah suddenly asked. Toby gulped, he became uncomfortable, “I-I am sorry Noah, but Luna gives me strict orders to return the key after I finish using it immediately to her.” He replied, “B-but if you need them, you can ask the Alpha or Luna to give you one. They are the only ones who hold your keycard.” “So there are only two copies?” “Y-yes.” ‘Ruiz, it was harder than we thought,’ but Ruiz didn't respond to his mind link. ‘He must be feeling disappointed…’