Ena Kita Novels & Stories

As you heard, I still have a performance today, as I’m one of the best singers in our campus and I need a long-time rest but because of that ear-breaking scream, I immediately went to the bathroom to do my morning routine… Hello, by the way, I’m Manuel Kagura Anastacio, Kagu or Manuel for short, 19 years old, 2nd year college nursing student. You’re probably wondering why my second name sounds like a girl? Well, that was the work of my lovable mom, because according to her, the word Kagura is a Japanese word which means entertaining the Gods.

I called out, I flinched a little when she nuzzled my leg such a good girl crouching down I scooped her in my hands, stroking her lovely brown fur. Navi is a fox but she's just not any feline; she's a cerumen shape shifter; she can take any form of animal, Her kind had gone extinct. She was the last one, she chose me as her keeper and she's currently my best friend and when my wolf was down she was my ride ,she had the ability to understand human language but cannot communicate back. "Navi I need a pretty horse let's go for a ride through the forest after stroking her one last time I stepped back so she could change to my favorite form

“What kind?” Before she could speak, the blond, Teague, stood up next to Keane. Muscles rippled and flexed beneath his white tee shirt, and it took me a moment to focus again on the words. “The game is called The Hunt,” he explained, drawing what looked like a half-empty bottle of wine from beneath his chair. He held it up and popped the cork, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever the wine had to do with it, I could do it easily.

Kiara had a good way of guilt tripping one, "I don't know yet I just think there's something we can do about the guy." Kiara grinned, "What's that?" "Well let's try to find out more about him," Shelly suggested. "Hmm, where?" Shelly grinned. "Facebook." Grinning like maniacs they both grabbed the nearest laptops and typed in his name. ADAM KINCAID. "There's like fifty people answering the same name." Kiara groaned. "Yeah," Shelly agreed, "There's one that's different though." She clicked on the profile a power bike was displayed as the profile picture.

I scolded myself. I was not the only one baffled by this awkward family dinner that have turned into discovery. Mr Stewart’s POV I remembered that after Collete and Kennedy passed, we wanted to adopt her but the whole process was complicated. Later when we met her at the funeral she had forgotten about us. “Yes my name is Kate Zainab Omar,” she concurred. I don’t know how to respond to this news. I and my wife quickly wrapped her in an embrace. I don’t know how many minutes we cried on each other’s shoulders. “You finally found us. I feel so ashamed to…”

We should stop until someone is behind bars for this shit NKizuna: Actor France, please take your rest as long as you need it! Please, whoever is with Actor France right now, take care of him well! managerminchin: We love you so much, France Nam! (ｉДｉ)

she says as I get into my office. Killian enters shortly after I finish checking out our newly launched website called, ‘Kenna’s Dreams’. “Mhm, I like the name, Amber,” he murmurs with his eyes glued on the front page of the website on his phone screen. “Thank you, Killian,” I say looking at him.

Gogo had made my favourite soup, and I wasn't going to miss it. "Any news?" Nana asked. Apparently, she couldn't contain herself, and I didn't blame her. I worked on her patience a little. I nodded and remained silent. I knew how impatient my Nana could be, and I felt like playing with her. "So, say it!" she commanded, running out of patience. "Well, Sarki wants us to set a date for the Gaisuwa." Gogo and I and Nana started to squeal with joy. "This is happening." Nana realised with so much joy.

NIKITA Highlighting from the cab I make a mental list of today's activities,first i'd have to attend this damned school second I'll drop by the store for groceries third my nighttime job, Living alone made me realise no one gives a fuck about you and you must learn to survive yourself, growing up I hardly know my birth parents but of course I've kept a very clear record of the constant adoptions and being abandoned, I grew in an orphanage and I've been adopted countless times only to be returned with the same complain, I'm not the ideal type of child they want but who cares to hell with them all. Growing up I had little basic education till I was old enough to leave the scrawny old orphanage

What does that even mean? "Hey, what did you just call me?" He released my wrist as we reached the front of his tent, and we stood facing each other at the entrance. "You seem useless to Caesar tonight, little Ana. Come inside, let's keep each other busy." A smirk played on his lips before he averted his gaze and parted the tent, inviting himself in. "Hey, my name is Kitana, not little Ana, you psycho!" I snapped at him, instantly hating the nickname and yet following him into his tent without knowing why.