Ein X Kai Novels & Stories

Kai exclaimed getting off his chair angrily, ruffling his hair, reminding me of Xavier at that moment. "Will he be okay?" I whispered sadly. Kai looked up with the same expression on his face "He will. He has to be. He would be at those places he goes to, abusing drugs, smoking weed." I looked up, alarmed by his words "He uses drugs?."

The sound of a nearby creek trickled through the forest, and the smell of wood smoke hung in the air. Emiliana wore a simple blue tank top, white shorts, and a pair of Jordan sneakers, ready for a summer of outdoor adventure. As she made her way toward the check-in desk, she felt a familiar presence. She turned her head and saw him. Him? Wait, him?! She looked at the figure approaching her with surprise all over her face. Jace stood tall and confident, with a charming smile on his face. He wore a black fitted t-shirt that showed off his toned biceps, a pair of red athletic shorts, and a rugged backpack slung over his shoulder.

Kai shrugged. Liana bit her lower lip, thinking of what to say. "What do you know about me?" Kai made his forehead crease a little as if he's in his thoughts. "You're 24, a former teacher, filipino who came abroad, has a sick brother, a housewife mother, and a father who's a farmer," "You remember everything right. You're really interested in me, huh…" Liana whispered to herself. "I am. In fact, I'm really really invested in you, miss Liana," Kai leaned his elbows on the table and stared directly at Liana's soul. Liana pressed her lips and closed her eyes shut after realizing she might not have said it that low.

I'm shaking and feel weak on what I just saw, "Hey, are you okay?" He said but I just look at him like a fear cat, my tears started to fall. Kai, Kai will be die, He will be killed By me. What I am seeing?

she muttered and left to call the new guy in. A few minutes later, the door opened and closed again. I expected to hear a polite “Good morning, sir,” like most new employees usually say. But this one stayed silent. Strange. I slowly raised my head, and the moment my eyes landed on him, my heart stopped. It was him. Trey Baker. The other half of my sworn enemy.

She didn't have any right to talk to me in that accusatory tone. I ignored her and looked back at Kai. He wasn't looking at me with those sad eyes anymore. Thank fucking God! “It had peanuts in it.” I mumbled under my breath, folding my arms across my chest. Kai looked up at me, his eyes holding another unfamiliar emotion. Why was he looking at me like that? Did he think I was in fucking love with him because I remembered his stupid allergy? For God's sake, his face got swollen as if he had been stung by a hive of bees whenever he even took a tiny bite of it. It wasn't hard to remember such an obvious thing. How could I possibly forget the day when I thought I would end up having a heart att

“Hi, mate. You didn't think you could run off on me, right?” My heart stopped for a second. Mate? “What brings you here, Xander?” Kai questioned, his voice laced with distaste. I watched as he walked towards me gracefully with a charming smile glued to his lips. “I am here for my mate. I believe we have met.” I swallowed a lump of saliva. Embarrassment filled every part of me. He looked so breathtaking while I looked like a mess, still dressed in the same dress as the day we met. “That’s impossible. It has to be a mix-up. Bet here is mine. Bought her with my…”

he knows he's good and he's not apologizing for it. One girl next to me literally grabs my arm. "Oh my god, Kai is insane." I'm just standing there like, "who even are you?" When practice ends, Kai walks straight toward me. His shirt is drenched in sweat. His hair is sticking to his forehead. He looks absolutely disgusting and somehow still hot, which feels unfair. "So," I say, "you're actually good at something other than being annoyingly charming." Kai wipes his face with his towel. "Tennis."

Torches flickering weakly against stone walls. And in the center— A figure. Kneeling. Bound. Head lowered. Blood on the floor. Marcus stood nearby. Still. Silent. Watching. Kael stopped. Slowly. Dangerously. “Look at me,” he said. The figure didn’t move. Didn’t respond. The air tightened. Something felt off. Very off. “Kael…” I whispered. He stepped closer. One step. Then another. The bond pulsed. Sharp. Warning. “Look. At. Me.”

“How the hell do you know my name, you nameless bitch?!” “Mind the way you speak to me,” I warned quietly. “I could crush you in two seconds. I’ve changed so much over the years.” Her confusion turned into frustration. “Who the hell are you?! How do you know my name?!” I smiled—slow, regal, purposeful. Then I took two calculated steps closer, towering above her with a quiet confidence she could never match. “I AM YOUR NEMESIS.”