Cobra Kai Anthony Larusso Novels & Stories

Von nodded not looking at her. "Well, even though he's an energetic, lively, outgoing, humourous, and a positive person when it comes to fighting, he always gives his 100%. In short, he is a monster in battle, not showing any mercy, and that's Logan Xoleander Thayer, a.k.a. Kai," Von elaborated and glances back at Astrid after finishing his statement. Astrid's eyes widened due to amazement at Von's statement. "Woah..." That's the only word she said.

Alana gulps before uttering the words that shock each one of them to the core. “His real name is Austin Jones of the Black Onyx Pack.”

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

KAYLA I stared at him in confusion, sure that I had heard wrong. From the tattoos to his words. “ Miro… this is some kind of prank right?” I laughed awkwardly, hoping that it was his way of getting back at me. “ Even if you're angry and you want to get back at me, isn't this too far?” I was well aware of the Russo mafia since I took on the mission to infiltrate Ricardo's mafia. The Russo mafia was nearly as large and influential as that of Ricardo’s.

I said, completing the verse. “And there is no power stronger than that of blood.” The two of us said at the same time before I took a step back as I walked out of the office that we were in. My heart raced against my ribcage, and expression hardened. However, at this point, I was no longer Kai, the orphan child who the family found near the pack. I was Kai Ivanov, a family member, and a man out for revenge. Lorenzo De Mori, I give you my word that you are going to regret setting foot on these grounds.

God, please! Kaida was a lion— wild, ruthless, and savagely brutal. Never bluffing, only charged with ire, and tore through barricades to make a point. Kai? A king Cobra— quietly lethal, handsy with weapons, and a calculated killer. Patient to the bone, but when he struck, the mountains crumbled. Back in our honeymoon, some armed goons had tried to steal from me, and Kai lodged a pen in a man's throat in self-defense.

Not playing protector to someone who chose a man in a suit over a man with a gun. I was Dominic Russo. I was the King of the Underworld. And I was officially done being a simp. As the men started breaking off into their respective crews to begin the hunt for intel, Marco walked up to me, handing me a fresh glass. “That’s the Don I know,” Marco said quietly.

He pulls me back. Kay-Os looks around. “Looks like I stumbled into a showdown.” He smirks at us. “Good. I have 5000 years of pent up frustrations.” Jayson goes wide eyed as Kay-Os starts to growl and stretch his muscles. “Fuck! Uh…guys…RUN!” Kay-Os takes to his feet and runs at us as we all turn tail. Luke turns and fires of rounds into his chest which don’t even stun him. “SHIT. WE HAVE A PROBLEM!” He yells as he turns back and runs.

His black hair, still gelled, flips to one side as he closes the case and latches the sides. Antonio taps the top of the case. "I know. I always do. When you realize that and want to work for the winning team, give me a call." "That'll be a cold day in hell," Lukis spits the words across the table. He retracts the hand from my back, holding what I can only assume is a gun, and squeezes my knee with his other hand. "Time to go, Sugar Lips."

Less then two minutes, all the cameras were focusing on him as the young man started speaking, " I am Marcus Marshmello, a undercover man of Raven Mafias. I have working under Luther and Lucas for years and have taken part in their malicious activities. I, hereby confess that the attempt to murder case of 27th July on Street Park road has been directed by Luther Michael personally. He has the one who told me to delete the footage."