Games Kiba Novels & Stories

"Ha!, I win again", Koko yelled in Tiesha's face. "Yes!", she continued screaming. "How did I end up with a goat-like person?", Tiesha mumbled. "Cos goats and sheep flock together", she replied. "Did you just call me sheep?", Tiesha looked at her. "Bitch you called me goat". Tiesha rolled her eyes as she dropped the game console. "Time for nails", Koko squealed. "Me first", Tiesha said.

“Kiara is our best hand-to-hand combater she is also skilled with guns and knives, and she has a bit of an attitude” he says with a wink at me. “Hey that’s not nice dipshit” she says with a huff and sits back down. “Next is Gabriella, we just call her Gabi, she knows almost every plant and how to use them for our benefit, she is part witch so don’t underestimate her, she is one hell of a good fighter. She will be helping you with your witch side” She is a tall brunette bit more on the feminine side, she has deep chocolate brown eyes and dimples, and she looks a bit shy but very friendly. She greets me with a smile and I can just see we will be getting along.

The king said and everyone’s attention was instantly on Thousand-nights predator “We all know that even though one’s talent and dedication usually dictates how strong a Hunter will grow, we should also remember that the type of ability he has will determine a lot in how far he’ll grow. The former glass-eyed Hunters almost brought about total annihilation to us Hunters but it must also be noted that they had overpowered abilities, so I say why don’t we wait till after he receives his blessing, if it’s a normal or weak type then there is no cause for alarm but if it’s overpowered then we will find a way to take care of the situation.” Thousand-nights predator said calmly and a thoughtful look

Kate must be feeling uncomfortable I need to get to her in time. "Hey! watch where are you going," a guy with a husky voice said as I bumped into him. I tripped as the sanitary towel came out exposed from the wrapper Kelly kept it in. I picked it up feeling a little embarrassed. I looked up and there he was standing over with a grin. "Should I help you with that?" he asked pointing to the sanitary towel. "It's him, it's him, the guy I saw in my dream, the one who called me Pearl," I told myself.

Besides, homeworks didn’t really count as an ‘emergency’. Mum’s sharp eyes flick to me, suspicion rising. “Naomi…” At the same instant, Gabe was down on one knee next to Isla, his face brightened as he fumbled for a distraction. He pulled his phone out and flashed the screen in her face. “Isla-bear! Guess what, guess what,” he exclaimed, his voice too cheerful. “Uncle Gabe just downloaded a brand new Princess Sparkle-Pony game, just for you! It’s got a glitter castle and everything! Want to see if we can get past the first level before dinner?”

God, please! Kaida was a lion— wild, ruthless, and savagely brutal. Never bluffing, only charged with ire, and tore through barricades to make a point. Kai? A king Cobra— quietly lethal, handsy with weapons, and a calculated killer. Patient to the bone, but when he struck, the mountains crumbled. Back in our honeymoon, some armed goons had tried to steal from me, and Kai lodged a pen in a man's throat in self-defense.

How dare this motherfucker call me a slave! "Watch it! He doesn't belong to us either. We only have one boss," Lia said, and we all turned our attention to Killian. He took a sip from the mug in his hand, his arms resting atop the sofa's armrest. He sat majestically, staring disinterestedly at me, seemingly oblivious to our presence. He sure was the boss. And if we were a gang, it was better if I respected him and did as told just so a fucking ugly dude like this blonde wouldn't dare disrespect me again.

Baraka commanded. "Baraka, are you insane?" Neema gasped, her hands instinctively glowing white. "If we hit you with a synchronized triple-strike, the combined kinetic, acoustic, and hydrostatic pressure will snap your spine!" "Not if I don't let it," Baraka said. He dropped into a wide, impossibly deep, rooted martial arts stance—the Kiba Dachi, the horse stance. He dug his boots deep into the dirt. He closed his eyes and took a massive, shuddering breath, filling his lungs to their absolute maximum capacity.

Gaby said seriously. “Geez! It’s a lovely morning, and we’re talking about dying!” said Clark. Gaby giggled. “Let’s talk about something else.” “Like?” asked Clark. “Whatever it is, I can’t think about anything!” said Gaby. “Are you a basketball player?” asked Clark. “What’s your position?” “Forward,” said Gaby. “Really?” Clark asked with shock. “Why? Doesn’t it fit me? I was the best player on our Canadian school team.” said Gaby.

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman" "And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting." "I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."