His Curvy Kiddo Novels & Stories

He's laid out five different watches, picking through them one by one and dumping more stuff from his bag like it's in his way. Kier has his hand on his chin like he's solving a math equation. He's shirtless, five black t-shirts spread across the couch-and he's still debating which to wear. All of them are black! Are you kidding me? I bury my face in my hands. I didn't want to look at Kidd... but curiosity wins when Leo tugs at my shirt. "Mommy, look at Uncle Kidd." I follow his gaze-and feel my head throb with frustration. "Hell no, Kidd! What are you doing?!" I shout. He glances up, completely unfazed.

Black, clunky, ankle boots complete her outfit. What surprises me most is her Mexican heritage. With a naked child under each arm, Dax walks over and plants a huge kiss on her lips. There goes my image of what a skinhead motorcycle gang consists of. Curly steps out of the car and grabs the little girl from Dax. He leaves his door open and I can hear her squeal when he tosses her into the air. "You little hellion, where are your clothes?" he asks the little girl, who is now yelling, "Do gagain, do gagain, Curry." It's the cutest things I've ever seen and heard. I have no doubt the child is a handful but gosh she's precious.

So she stopped by the side and gripped the framework to peek in. The voice came again and then she was able to make out the figure of a small kid crouching on the floor, a box full of toys to one side and some of the toys spread out in front of her. Yes, it was a girl. Judging from the voice and rough pigtails that hung down her back. "No, I won't play with Mr Potato Head, Woody," the kid was saying.

he pointed out the obvious "That's right!! But there are pre kindergartens nowadays for preschoolers" she said with a bright smile. "Well then let me enquire about these pre kindergartens" Armaan said already taking his phone out to call his PA to make enquiries. "About that ,there is one I know here. It's called Kiddokids" she said, opening a page in her browser and started showing him some photos. "It's been only an year since it started but it's already a success among the elite class in Mumbai" she said

“Seems like we missed the beginnings of a party,” All eyes turned to the door and were met with a tall, olive-skinned, hazel-eyed man with a square jawline, straight mouth, and rapturous brown curls on his head. He wore a black leather jacket, dark jeans, and boots, and holding onto his right hand was a little girl with brown curls, sparkling blue eyes, and a bright smile on her pink lips. “Ally!” she gave a little cry before rushing toward the bed. Aiden just watched as the child hurried forward with her little legs, her pink dress bouncing with every step and her little white shoes clicking as she ran.

Holly walked into the bakery with a pair of dark sunglasses on. She was tired and sleep deprived but she had managed to shoo Ryder away from her apartment and make it to the bakery in time to see Kim. She was still making her way to her office when she bumped into a little girl. She removed her sunglasses and found out that it was a pretty little girl on the floor with strawberry blonde curls. Her eyes were so big and blue that it was a beauty to behold. She was dressed in a little green romper.

she responded in a child's voice, bringing her hand to the side of her head like she was saluting. "I can't hear you…" Hayden raised his brow. "Aye-aye captain!" she giggled. "Ohhhhhh! Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?" They chorused. "SpongeBob SquarePants!...Absorbent and yellow and porous is he!.... SpongeBob SquarePants!" They sang out the SpongeBob theme song without care of their surroundings, lost in the childish vibes. "SquarePants" they squealed the last word and hi-five each other, laughing out loud.

The tune played again and a small smile showed on the face of the kid. Klynne felt something soft touching her heart at the angelic view. The girl’s eyes and nose were red because of crying. The kid’s black short curls reminded Klynne of her childhood. She has natural mermaid curls ever since. The girl looks cute with her small jumper with a white tee. For a second, she knew that this girl could be a model someday.

Her hair was cut into a bob and had a blue under color hiding under her light brown hair. “Are you guys ready?” Childs asked from where he sat in the corner in his IGYS uniform.

The kids had no friends yet, and the area wasn’t crowded like the bustling city. Pushing her concerns aside, Avery started the car, silently thanking Currie for stepping in yet again. As soon as the sound of Avery’s car faded, the kids ran to Currie. Aaron, with a mischievous grin, was the first to speak. “Currie, you seem to be my mom’s good friend,” he began. “And kind too,” Aerial chimed in, flashing a sweet, bold smile. Currie smiled and pulled Aerial onto her lap. “You kids are so adorable. I love you already.”