Kane Powers 소설 & 이야기

Kane Maddox stepped in. He was taller than Sebastian expected six-four, broad shoulders filling the doorway. Dark suit tailored to move in, not impress. Scars on his knuckles, faint line along his jaw. Hair cropped military-short, gray threading the temples. Thirty-eight, according to the file Marcus had forwarded. Ex-special forces. Private contractor. Perfect record. Kane's eyes swept the room exits, windows, furniture placement before landing on Sebastian. Not admiration. Not fear. Assessment. Like he was cataloging weak points.

‘Keya, this is some freaky shit! I can’t help but laugh, ‘Yeah, I know right?’ I peek at Kane. ‘We communicate like this a lot.’ ‘Hmph, I’ve noticed.’ She smirks knowingly with pursed lips. Some of my aunts are curious. I just tell them that I’ll explain it to them later. Kane holds and caresses my face. God, he is handsome. Imagine Henry Cavill. Chisel jaw, broad nose, full lips, small cleft in his chin. I notice his hair is a little longer than Manny’s. He asks quietly. “So, who should we introduce next?” Umm... wow. They are all pretty wild guys. But... “Maybe... Onyx?” I suggest uncertainly. Kane nods. Leans down and slowly, deliberately licks up the side of my neck & face! His warm brea

" Hayley turned her head away from his words and pouted. Kane hooked his finger under her chin, forcing her to look at him, where he kissed her deeply. When he pulled away, he said. "Timber wolves are the most powerful wolves this world has ever seen. They possess powers far greater than any other wolf and just one member can talk down an entire pack." "Oh, wow." Hayley said after Kane paused. "They were blessed by the moon goddess and cursed by Zeus, or so I have heard." Just then, there was a knock at the office door. Hayley hurried to get off Kane’s lap. While he moved his hand in a circular motion to mask her scent and hide her presence.

"What? Katherine's heart started pounding and she gave Study her full attention. This is it, she thought. This is what Convel has been doing to me for the last fifteen years. "Well, it's a very rare power - certainly not something one would find in any Lycanthrope," Study replied, furrowing his brow as he recalled facts pensively. "They would have to be very old and very powerful to have it, at least if my studies are sufficiently accurate. It's very difficult to get information on-" "How does it work?" Katherine asked, trying to hide her eagerness behind a calm exterior.

Although I knew that Kade had murdered Dane’s mate, killing his own brother must have been an extremely difficult decision for him. “Mia, who are these people?” Kara asked. “And what do they want?” she added. “You know those people you talked about?” I replied. “Yeah.” “Meet Alpha Dane,” I said, pointing to the man standing bloodied over Kade. Her eyes widened as she observed his appearance. “That explains a lot,” she said while curiously eyeing him. “Hey,” Dane said casually to Kara before turning his gaze toward me. “We need to go. I need to return to the pack.”

And she didn’t want to. What bothered her, she admitted silently, in the dark privacy of her apartment, behind locked doors and windows, alone under her covers, was becoming powerless. And enjoying it. She was not a powerless person. She was Raven Cannon. She toyed with power all day, with sums of money most people would never see in their lives. And still, when Kade said kneel, she folded—because she had to. And because it thrilled her. ***

"The gala dinner is coming up. I need something that will ensure Ryan remembers me fondly." Kane reached into his pocket and produced a small vial of fine white powder. "This should do the trick. It's tasteless, odorless, and quite potent. One dose, and he'll be unable to resist whoever's closest." I took the vial, excitement coursing through me. "And if I can get him alone..." "Then you'll have your second chance," Kane finished, raising his glass again. "The dress is in the guest room. Remember our deal—once you have him back, I expect access to the Blackwood shipping routes."

This is the stillness of a man whose worst fear has just been handed a name and a location and a timestamp. Kane. Younger than me. Easier than me. A man who exists in rooms without armor because he has never needed armor, who laughs with his whole face, who works for her father and has no debt to collect and no fifteen years of damage sitting between him and the simplest version of wanting her. I sit with the report for two hours.

when I didn't answer him instead kept my eyes closed tight he went on, "let's find out" Jack let out another blood-curdling scream. "please" I cried. "I don't have any powers" "hold her and make her watch", Kane said to one of his men, who came over to me, grabbing either side of my head and forcing my eyes open so I couldn't look away. \