Voltron Keys Novels & Stories

I counter. "Because my beast wants to be somewhere else with you." Ivanov closes out our liquor ledger and slams several crisp hundred-piece notes right on top of the bar counter. I grab my yellow blood-roses, and our boots approach the heavy exit door. The lead guard shoves something cool and metallic straight into Ivanov's large hand. "Ryker told my wolf to give you these." I look down at the iron keys to the white Nightclaw Rover and shake my head at his twin's choice.

But this is the tradition you will never be told stronger if you won't pass this forest. ___________ KEZTOR_elder "Walter" power_THUNDER FINO: VENOM GUALTIERO: GRAVITY MAI: WATER NARKISSA: NUMBNESS and TELEPORT NUNZIO: VOICE ORAZIO: SNIPER "Warg grandson, that was the list of all your clan allies. Are you sure about this" "I was born ready grandpa this is what I've been training for right? So what are you asking me like that?"

ITEM ID: ADMIN_KEY_01. A glowing gold key materialized in Ren’s hand. It wasn't a weapon. It was a permission token. He handed it to Jax. "You don't need a gun, Jax. You need access. Take this. It lets you open the back doors. Go find the others. Find Viper. Find anyone who is still awake." Jax took the key. As soon as he touched it, his avatar stabilized. The blue swirl became a face—a young, scared, defiant face.

"I understand, Selena, but I don't want you to get hurt. You know how dangerous this could be." Roy interrupts us. "I might be able to help with that. I know where the spare key is kept." I grin at him. "You're a lifesaver, Roy. When can we get the key?" He scratches his head. "It won't be easy. The key is kept in Tristan's office, and he never lets anyone in there. But I have an idea." I raise an eyebrow. "Do tell." Roy leans in closer. "Tristan is having a meeting with some of the pack elders tonight. While they're distracted, I'll slip into his office and grab the key. You guys can come with me, but we'll have to be stealthy."

It was a card with gold-embossed lettering: The Thorne-Vance Gala for Global Security. "Caspian," I whispered. "He carries the biometric keycard for the 'Vault' access. If I can get close enough to clone it, we can shut the whole system down from the inside before the test run even starts." The transition was a collision of worlds. While Jax and Viper worked the tech, the Ravaged Pack was struggling with the "civilization" of the Heights. I walked into the kitchen to find three of Torin’s fiercest hunters staring at a touch-screen refrigerator as if it were an alien artifact. One of them had accidentally triggered the sparkling water dispenser and was currently snarling at the carbonated his

The cell keys must be on him. "Maximus stabbed me. All elite army blades are forged with platinum and upon impact and removal they inject liquid platinum into you, ensuring the kill." Talon explained voice barely above a whisper. While he spoke, Kim had found a key ring on the guards back pocket. The problem was it was nearly a hundred keys jangling from it. One by one she quickly went through them trying to open Talon's cell.

"Thanks but Aren't you scared?" "Why should I be scared? My momma used to tell me some werewolves had unique powers different from what we see every day. I didn't know I was going to get to see one." "That's lovely," Beatrice says. " I can keep a secret." Tony's mate winked at us smiling. I told her about my plan to sneak out whenever I wanted without anyone especially the Alpha finding out and also told her the village was my easiest and safest route out. "Tony said we have only three keys to the exit. One is with the Alpha, the second is with Mr Anderson and the third is with Lucian." She said.

It had been a bit since he had had one, so that first drag had him beyond relieved. "Ready bitch?!" Tony asked. "Yeah! S'go!" Dillon said brightly. Man, was the kid cute. He had this innocent, youthful energy, while at the same time he was incredibly rational and mature in thought. At least more mature than last year, but he was still a brat, after all. Still, Tony loved to see that Dillon. It was good entertainment. Tony reached Harley and whipped out his other keyring, which was infinitely lighter than his monstrosity of a main keyring. He used the sparse one for Harley and anything else he might drive, so the weight wouldn't pull down on and screw up the ignition. Why the hell did he save

“We split the pot. You race. We call it a day. What do you say?” How could I say no to an offer like that? The Hellcat came with two keys—red and black. The black key was the standard key one would use with the car for regular civilian driving. The red key was for racing. As soon as it went into the ignition the warranty was void. And that was the kind of shit that made the hair on my arms stand up. “Fuck,” I growled. Rick started laughing again. I held out my hand to Kevin who stared at it in shock. “I say let’s do it.”

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.