Dunia Kangouw Novels & Stories

Pandora We stand there eyeing each other. Undressing each other with your eyes. The tension was growing slowly but with its intensity reaching a whole new level for me. As we’re accepting each other as mates. Letting that attraction sink in and wake up our deepest desires. Ones that we never knew we were craving. Lua can’t wait for us to claim those greek gods ‘cause that’s what they are. Never have I ever seen such handsome men. I take one step closer to them trying to close the distance between us and before I know it I’m trapped in their embrace. My body is tingling with their touch. Lua is howling so loud out of happiness that I’m pretty sure they can hear her. “It’s so good to be finall

BINTA I lived on a remote island on the coast of Lafiya called Rayuwa. Lafiya is a country made up of four states. Fili State, Ruwa State, Gona State and Daji state. Rayuwa is part of Daji State, and the capital of Daji is Duniya. The proximity of Rayuwa to Duniya is near. Lafiya is a developed country, but although Rayuwa is a part of Lafiya, it lacks civilisation, and because of this, it serves as a tourist attraction for Lafiya, generating millions in revenue. In Rayuwa, there were no schools, no electricity, or water supply. People usually fetched water from the streams or dug wells in their compounds. The lack of civilisation made it impossible for us to access proper medical care, and

KIMORA Kimora; they called it,the mere mention of it struck fear in whoever knew what it stood for. Believed to have been created by the elders who practiced and mastered the dark arts, voodoo some called it. The thing about dark arts is the need to have a strong intellect to be able to control it lest it consumes you whole. Many have tried and perished hence it was banned. Legends has it that five elders practiced the dark arts in secret driven by the desire they could be able to control it. They did accomplish this task but at the cost of the other commitments they had, for it required maximum devotion.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

Before we start the journey of our lead, let's meet the people that will give us some fun. Also, I'll be using (') to indicate thoughts. KANATHA TRION Kanatha is also known as Gulf Lewis. A 19-year-old beautiful young man. His hair is long and really beautiful for a man. There's a reason behind his long hair that we will find out soon. He was born a Trion but his identity was snatched away from him because of a bad past that caused him to lose his true family. Secrets about himself will soon be revealed.

What kind of man handles a woman's giant, faded, ripped-up underwear with such grace and zero judgment? Lucian Knight. That's who.

“That’s cool!” It’s time to hit the ‘Night World’ - the famous and very dangerous night club in the whole Kandon where underworld mafia business dealings would take place and people from every clan can be seen there either closing an illegal deal or spying on other clan, trying to sneak some or other details about shipping or attacks planned or just partying.

They nod at my question. “And what’s worse is that there’s no west part of LUAHU.” Zion tells me. I turn to him, “Has anyone of you been there?” “No.” Zion answers. “There’s really nothing much to see aside from the cliff with a long drop filled with huge rocks on the bottom pit and massive killer waves.” Diana adds. “Plus, it’s a long drive from here. It would take you four hours travelling back and forth.” Zion added. I sigh sadly. “Don’t worry Merry.” Diana takes my hand and I smiled at her weakly. “We will find that it.”

She looked spellbound. All of a sudden, lightning and thunder grumbled through the night sky. The crowd didn't seem to be bothered by the impending rain. Jesse and K wouldn't give a damn about it, too. As for K, she was having the time of her life. A little rain on a hot and humid New York summer night in the middle of a fucking concert wouldn't hurt. Murmurs filled the air as the audience waited for the next act. Jesse turned to K, leaning towards her ear. "Can you tell me what K stands for?"

A black female teacher named Akinyi. She is a friendly and smiley teacher. Akinyi has a tall and muscular body compared to women of the same age. Aurora is as tall as Akinyi, but much thinner and slimmer. Many Kenyan women wear a fabric known as kanga, which is common in most of Africa. They usually wrap it around their torso and waist. So is Akinyi Akinyi enthusiastically led the volunteer group around the school to visit.