Gul E Kohsar Novels & Stories

Throughout the investigation, Gobler has already contacted different individuals and before it leads to war, we must eliminate Gobler. Gobler lives in a city where old communities still exist, dating back to the 17th century. Guards wearing an armor and Inns, not clubs still exist. We began our journey, me and Marika. We arrive at dawn in Iceland. Then, we reported to HQ. After that, we plan our approach and prepared our equipments. However, were not sure of what enemies we're going to face. We have a clue and we dug out some books about Gobler but all we can find is just a particle of his origin.

Nevertheless, the prince will have the last word. I gulp. Prince Kohl is a name I've heard a lot about, but words only get so mixed up before becoming lost. There are many who describe him as kind, benevolent, or perhaps mentally challenged. I don't think the latter is true. The only thing that is known about him, though, is that he is a Gahndor, and since he is descended from the royal line, that means that he also has to have golden eyes. They all do.

I placed the bowl of grapes onto the kitchen island, popping a red grape into my mouth. Gunnar's eyes honed in on my lips, "You don't have to worry about Jericho. The cub likes you." "One: he scared the shit out of me this morning and two," I smirked, having a hundred percent certainty in my words, "you all like me but the Astor brothers are all too stubborn to admit it." I popped another grape into my mouth, sighing at the sweet fleshy taste.

he mumbled, his lips almost grazing hers, their thighs and knees touching with their proximity. "Are you saying okay or are you guessing 'K'?" She asked, her lower lip was now pressed on Jesse's cupid's bow - leaving him wanting for a kiss. His groomed mustache felt ticklish. "I guess I'll just say both," Jesse breathed, their gazes still locked together. "'Kay," she echoed. "K?" Jesse grinned as the realization struck him. "Is it K? Your name?" Cobalt blue nodded, her mouth curved into a beautiful smile. "K."

When we were kids, she used to get us into all kinds of trouble and I would always get blamed for it because once she flashed those big blue eyes, no one could accuse her of any wrongdoing. “To do it more often?” I laughed, thankful for the comic relief. Despite my bravado and earlier reassurances to Devon, I was still nervous. As he said, I did not like to kill animals. Werewolves were actually peaceful creatures and we didn’t hunt other animals asides from the Grant Hunt and the wolves who did it for sport. It wasn’t banned or anything so they were in their rights. It just wasn’t something I liked doing. For this reason, I was nervous. Plus, the Alpha’s arrogant son, Louis was participatin

Tyler rolled his eyes at him, uninterested, "It was a long list and I might have made some mistake, so you better confirm it by your own eyes!" "Aright! What's the name of the place?" "It's some training facility named 'Rudra Arsenal Training Junction' on Zerg!"

Her gaze held something that scared both of them, the starting it was… just the name was revealed. “Ask them to give you papers and you can use the cabin adjacent to this one,” Dinesh said pointing at the glass door other side, thank fuck he won’t be able to see me. “Okay,” Now that she was given a task, she was going to try her best to provide him with results.

Cyrus chuckled, "I was overseas, Iraq, you know the war on terror. Anyway, we were in the middle of a hot zone when a group of things called Ghuls I Beanban appeared." "What are those?" "Flesh-eating undead, or something like it," Cyrus shook his head, "Thank the god's Boomer brought his flamethrower that day. The Taliban didn't stand a chance the Ghul tore them apart. It was the first time I uncorked the bottle," He raised the phylactery, "Giichi appeared, and the Ghuls knew what it was. They tried to run. The bastards didn't get far." Warren found it hard to keep his eyes open, and he forced himself to stay awake. "So, how should we take down the forest giant?"

I answered subsequent to standing up then I did the curtsey while squeezing the sides of my shirt as though it was a dress. Scarcely any snickers broke around us. The indifferent expressions loose and grinned prior to going on with their jabber. I saw Karish attempting to contain his entertainment however wound up grinning. GOSH! He is so attractive when he grins. What's more, his eyes! I just saw in the regular light that he had honey-hued eyes. He has a delightful facial structure mind, and a straight nose. What's more, his red lips were so kissable. Wake up! I chastened myself I was slobbering over a man all the way out of your association. I turned away my look from Karish to the table.

Lilika and I had a common enemy and convenient enough, that woman was my only threat. "No need to worry about that," Lilika assured as she strolled around with a pan filled with water and headed to the cooker. "I've hired a private investigator to go look into her. By the way, her name is Alva Pierce. She grew up in the ghetto side of town. Attica to be precise. If someone like her was born there. We are bound to find something to rope her with. Trust me, Doria, she is merely a pesky fly that will get swabbed sooner than later."