Hantengu Kny Novels & Stories

Kiran said and slapped Bo on the back. “Don’t let him die, you hear?” Bo said as we walked back to the car. Kiran took his cloak from the backseat and put it on. I took Jessica’s cloak and put it on as well. I felt like an idiot wearing it. “Can you keep a secret, Bo?” Kiran asked him when he saw Bo frowning at us donning the cloaks. “Yeah, man,” he said. “Hverfa,” Kiran said and disappeared. Bo looked around and started to laugh as Kiran appeared again next to him.

I stammered, my heart jackhammering away. "Getting a better look," he said with an impish grin and I felt my face and ears flush completely. Was he going to kiss me again? "Are you gay?" I asked as I averted my gaze from his captivating grey. "Not telling," he whispered and backed away from me. "I don't mind starting as friends though. I'm Higan." He stretched a hand out to me and I stared at it for a while. He gave his hand a shake to remind me that he was waiting and I took his hand before shaking it briefly.

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.

“Are you under attack, Fran?” I was able to mirror his smile. “I think we can say so, yeah.” The waiter brought the bill and Harry handed him a black credit card. “How much? I mean, you need me to hold you, kiss you, just rest a casual hand on the small of your back?” “Grab me by the hand to leave.” “That’s subtle.” Harry chuckled softly. “Breathe, Fran. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Or a Haunter. The Haunter Supreme, to be accurate. I was still seeing him. And he was still staring at me, like wishing oh so bad his eyes were knives.

Ngumuso naman siya. “Chairman naman eh. 'Wag niyo nga akong tawanan.” “HAHAHAHAHAHA okay, I won't.” Pabebe. Nabaling ang atensiyon ko sa grupo na pumasok sa canteen. “Hubarin mo na kasi 'yang turtleneck mo!” Sigaw ni Thyne na agad binatukan ni Hanako. “Bóbo. Ano? She'll wear undergarments?!”

I smiled welcomingly and noticed the look of pride on Mark's face. "Cobra, this is Hans. He's the head of this place. Jax and Hans go way back." I smiled and stuck out my hand. "Nice to meet you." He shook my hand, his eyes examining me in a calculating way as if he were trying to judge my strengths and weakness before I even fought.

Noah The head goes on the council table with a sound like a bowling ball wrapped in canvas, because that's roughly what it is. Still frozen. I took it out of Dax's freezer forty minutes ago and it's been sweating through the tarp ever since, fogging up the cooler. Now eleven senior hunters are leaning in to look at a dead woman's face like she's a fishing trophy. She's still beautiful. Even now. Even blue. "A penanggalan," I say. "From Malaysia. It’s a good thing I was made to learn about foreign monsters when I was younger or I’d have assumed it was a vampire."