Anika Kayoko Novels & Stories

TOP ON LEADERBOARD: NUMBER: SCORES: 1ST: FLORENCE MIL 09 - 9 2ND: AGATHA PEREZ 10 - 8 3RD: GAIL AMERSON 07 - 4 4TH: JENNIE LAZON 02 - 4 5TH: KRYLLE SU 04 - 3 6TH: JONNA KIM 01 - 1 7TH: SOLENE TIAR O3- 0 8TH: HELLERY JOES 05 - 0 9TH: BEATRICE SHUN 06 - 0 10TH: VENN TRICE 08 - 0

Behind him, The Great Shivaay Singh Oberoi — the man once feared by the world — was now running like a madman behind a toddler, completely breathless, a smile stretching across his usually stoic face. “Aray! Arush! You are too fast for your papa!” he laughed, nearly tripping over a rug. Arush stopped for a moment, his tiny face glowing with mischief. “Because Mama says you are old!” Shivaay froze dramatically. “What?” From the balcony above, a musical laugh echoed — the sound that could still make his heart skip, even after three years. Annika. She stood leaning against the railing, wrapped in a soft pink saree, her hair tied in a loose bun. There was serenity in her face, a glow that came n

His face is blurry to me. His voice is muffled. I inhale as my eyes shut. Now too heavy to open. But a scent fills my nostrils, a family scent. I cling to it as I truly fall into oblivion. ---- Andrea Something soft is touching my face. Patting my cheek delicately. Andrea. Open your eyes. I don't want to though. I'm warm, comfortable. The softness continues to caress my face. Leaving tingles trailing it as it moves.

Almost down , he walked in. I stopped dead in my tracks , this man looked like a god ! This was the broadest shoulder I've seen , he is tall , fair tanned skin , forcefully lifting my eyes to his face , I got the best sight , his face was well structured , the nose was definitely pointed , then his lips , cherry pink . Isabella stop! I cleared my throat trying to find my voice , "hi , good evening , my name is isabella and this is my mother, I..." "Yes I know everything about you , who should be doing the introduction is myself"

“What the hell is freaking you out so much Ana?” I groan, running my hands roughly through my hair. “I don’t know! I just can’t stop thinking about how he freaked out when he found out I can control minds and I’m so worried he’ll freak out even worse about this.” “Well then definitely don’t think about what he’ll say when he finds out that you can probably do even more than that.” “That’s not funny!” I snap. “Maybe not but your angry face is hysterical." I glare murderously at her. “Keep pissing me off and I promise it won’t be funny for long,” I warn.

"You did not tell me that the pool is this huge!" Rayne exclaimed, looking at me with wide eyes. I could see it, I could see how nervous she was. She was scared of approaching the pool. "Trust me, the size doesn't matter. What matters is that I want you to learn how to handle yourself in water," I told her. She was wearing a white floral one piece swimming suit that hugged her little body perfectly and her hair was pulled up in a messy bun. She looked so cute, yet sexy at the same time. How could she manage to do that? How could she be sexy and cute at the same time?

Lucien froze, his eyes wide, his voice breaking. "Anika, don't do this. This isn't worth it." "Think about your pup. He's almost here. Scarlett and I will help you raise him. He will have everything my own pup would have." "Pup?" Anika's face crumpled in despair, and a wild, hysterical laugh bubbled from her throat. "I don't have a cub." She ripped open her clothes and unfastened a fake baby bump, tossing it to the ground. "There never was a pup. I only wanted you."

And the moment they did, Mona knew. He knew something was wrong. She quickly plastered a smile across her face. "Hey." Kane didn't smile. He walked toward her, pulled out the chair opposite hers, and sat down. "What's wrong, princess?" The sincerity in his voice almost broke her. Mona looked away. "I've been thinking." "About?" She swallowed. "Did you know vanilla comes from the actual butt of an animal?" Kane stared at her. Mona gave him a tiny smile.

After opening all the plates, she stood up. Martin swallowed as she walked seductively to the door. She locked it and walked to his table. She sat on it and opened her legs widely. Martin's breath hitched as he stared as her bare vagina. It was shaved clean, just the way he loved it. He managed to rest his back on the sofa. He was suddenly not hungry for food anymore. The woman unbuttoned her shirt completely. Afterwards, she dipped her index and middle fingers into her mouth while maintaining direct eye contact with her boss. She was his personal chef and also his sex toy.

He kept stumbling over his words, mentally cursing himself for getting nervous. “Oh, really!... Let me help you, then.” Before Dylan’s very eyes, his mate discarded her clothes, leaving her nude. There was no form of shame or embarrassment in her eyes, making him open his mouth in awe. Her breasts were firm and round with pointed nipples he couldn’t wait to suck and nibble. He was amazed at how flat her stomach was, like that of models in magazines, who barely ate, which wasn’t the case for his mate. Her slim waist perfectly complimented her large hips and thighs. Dylan tried to control the trembling in his legs as he struggled with his horny wolf from pouncing on Isabel and mating her on th