Cerita Kimochi Novels & Stories

She took me to the battleground which I never knew of before and then I met hundreds of rogues fighting our packs men, my mate was there but I sensed that he was hurt" Kim said with a sqeeze face showing her emotions as she continued to narrate what happened. "The rage in me grew and I ripped off their heads like as if I was removing a piece of rag from an hole,I didn't spare any one of them". "My thirst increased and I don't know why, I had to kill an animal to quench my thirst". Kim said with a frowned brows. "What do you mean? you drank an animals blood?" Lucy asked while Kim nodded shyly. "But tell me how does it taste, does it taste nasty? sweet? delicious? Or incredible?" Lucy asked cu

"Alright, Kim. We've heard about the flaming torches, but what about the guy who serenaded you with a ukulele while wearing a chicken suit?" Kim burst into laughter, reminiscing about that peculiar encounter. "Ah, yes! Chicken Suit Charlie. He thought he had the perfect recipe for winning my heart: music, humor, and poultry. Needless to say, it didn't quite work out." Ava couldn't contain her laughter, clutching her stomach. "You really do have the most entertaining love life. You know that?" Kim grinned mischievously. "Well, you never know what surprises await me in the world of dating. Maybe one day I'll find my knight in shining armor who can actually carry a tune and doesn't burst into f

*Chibi = small When he said that, Kim Jae headed for a sports motorbike parked not far from them. Hmm ... there was such an adorable call earlier. Kim Jae deliberately called Kenkyo as 'Chibi'. There was no time, the five bandits were getting closer to them. Kim Jae is not interested in fighting right now. After all, he was with Kenkyo at the moment, it would be dangerous for this woman to act like a hero. We don't know whose motorcycle it is, the most important thing for Kim Jae right now is to run away from the bandits.

he try his best to control his anger. ceri look depressed while telling her story ceri:- uncle told me how baby created. biological way. when they doing told me about it. I run away from their house. this village is near from where I live. when I feel hunger I eat some fruit from offering. after that happen. I can't feel anything. I sit their and I don't know how many time have passed. velliam:- you really being through a lot. you spend you 700 years. ceri:- I don't know what should I do. but I think no matter what happen everything will be good then that hell

Kei and Shima sat relaxing by the creek. While burning the fish they caught earlier, Kei and Shima shared the story until late in the afternoon they were still there accompanied by embers, finally Kei decided to leave when it looked like the sky was about to twilight. The embers, Shima flushed with the river water to wash the embers. They headed back into the woods.

Kit went to leave, but Kim caught onto his arm before he turned around, his grip firm on his. “No,” he said. “Please stay.” “Are you sure?” Kit asked, head tilted to the side in question. “You look like you need some time alone.” Kim shook his head, determined. “On the contrary, you came at just the right time because I was feeling down.” He patted his lap, an invitation for Kit. “My batteries need recharging.” At that, Kit laughed and padded over to where Kim sat behind the desk. “The great mafia don of one of two most fearsome gangs in all of Bangkok, asking for cuddles?” Kit teased. “The world truly is full of surprises.”

"What kind of a sick joke is this?!" Kim's fist slammed against the table, the sound reverberating through the dusky room Her patience had already worn thin, but now, it was crumbling entirely. Her gaze snapped to the man seated beside her, who was flipping lazily through the grimoire—the supposedly cursed artifact that had cost them so much to obtain. The same one Tomoya had handed over through Jess. "We've spent days trying to decipher whatever secrets this book holds," Kim seethed, voice sharp enough to cut through the tension, "and you're telling me that none of this makes sense?!"

Not that Iori was much better than him. "Yeah, didn't we tell you?" Kajima asked looked toward the door where Kimiko disappeared a few moments earlier. As if summoned by the power of Kajima's plea, Kimiko popped her head into the room shyly her short brown lock slicing along her neck to the side making her look like a strung porcelain doll peering at them from behind the door. Ok, Iori seriously needed to write. Her imagination was starting to get away from her if she was started to picture her editor as a horror movie's character in bright daylight. Or was that the stress doing her in?

Feeling grateful for the warmth, I let his fur envelop me, savoring the comforting heat it offered. As I began drifting off to sleep in the warmth, a sudden thought jolted me. I remembered that Kim was allergic to fish—a secret known only to our family. I doubted even Terry knew about it. Just touching a fish would cause her to go into anaphylactic shock, and I could easily catch one if needed. If I managed to catch a fish and somehow get Kim to touch it, she would go into cardiac arrest, which, according to the note, would separate her from the wolf. It seemed like such a simple solution to get my own wolf back.

She says as she types into the search box, ‘Yokai talk’ and opens a video in which 2 men appear who resembled Seirei and Yasuhiro. “I had my suspicions but I have to make sure now…” she says as she notes down things in her book. ‘We’re here at this round school building thing in Hokkaido. One of our viewers said that there was something here that stared at them when they were passing by with their friends.’ ‘We’ve come to see if the myth was real.’ “Streamers… Quite the confidence you’ve got for just 5 viewers.” ‘This is gonna be a little brutal depending on what we will be facing so I hope you’ll stay and watch it.’