Kabanata 5 Novels & Stories

Three months later... Today was going to suck. And not the good kind. Nope. The big, sweaty, hairy donkey balls variety. He thought he'd been prepared for this, but the shift in his gut said otherwise. Biting back a sigh, Nakos Hunt glanced from the two men standing beside him to the wide open expanse of Cattenach Ranch. Two-thousand acres of rolling grasslands and high plains. The Laramie Mountains just to the south were little more than a bluish mirage in the distance, but a slightly cool breeze wafted across the basin to provide some relief from the heat.

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

Aranjo grows up to be a good-natured spoiled girl. After getting tired, Aranjo hugged the raging goose and said, "I'm sorry! I'm just kidding!" Instantly, the goose calmed down and jumped away leaving him. Aranjo knows he has a very powerful seduction ability. His every wish and apology will always be granted. Aranjo, feels very lucky. "What is it, Mom?" Aranjo asked Mrs. Ji. "Tomorrow is your 15th birthday! Quickly go to your lady's tavern and buy flour! Mom will bake a cake for you tomorrow!" The mother said

That is two nights from today. I gave a tight lipped smile and nodded my head in agreement and then made my way quietly out of his office. Sweat trickled down my forehead and down my spine as I thought of Ivan attending the dinner. But that is not possible, haven't seen him in five years he would not just come down from wherever he is to attend a dinner because of his cousin. And if he is going to attend or if he is around, I would have caught a whiff of him. Gabriel would have told me.

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Cain pulled the knife from the sheath and held it up to observe it. The blade glinted in early morning sunlight that drifted through the windows. Cain placed the knife on the ground and slid it over me. It stopped just shy of my foot and I leaned down to pick it up. Examining it, I knew it was definitely a military-grade knife. "It's an Ari B'Lilah," Cain said. "It's an extreme use combat knife with the toughest and strongest penetrating point possible and one of the finest tactical combat weapons made in the world today—-specifically for the world's most elite counterterrorism unit, the Israeli YAMAN."

She tittered. "You're still cute, babe." Jesse beckoned, gesturing his hand and gaze up and down K's physique. "Yeah, whatever." She bugged out, and made her way back to her mom's bedroom to get some more photos from the sturdy oak shelves. K scooted down the bottom shelf where her baby pictures were. She pulled out four photobooks labeled Kristen's First Birthday, Kristen's First Horse Ride, Kristen Ice Skating and Kristen's First Day at School. Laura literally took thousands of photos of her, it made K smile. She really appreciated how her mom captured those precious memories of her as a kid.

God, he's beautiful, she thought to herself. The day went by quickly and Ivan was beginning to feel bored in the house, he went outside the cabin to take in some fresh air, moving away from the cabin in sight, he took the narrow path leading to where he'd get lost, the path that was different from the one that led to the lake. His mind was wandering around, standing afar off, he stood watching the cabin, nothing seems unusual, he waited for some minutes hoping something would happen, but nothing happened. He remembered he read in a book that "when a person is waiting expectedly for something to happen, nothing ever happens," he heaved a sigh. His hands-on his waist, he started walking farthe

I waved it off as normal women gossip. However, now I feel that there might be something shady going on in that bar. I will definitely pay him a visit this evening. Lynn’s POV We have tried all different passwords, but it was not going. “Let us try again,” Kate suggested from behind me. Everybody agreed. Kate’s POV I have been thinking, what possible work could that be. Then I remembered that Albert normally calls me Zainab. “Try Zainab, that should be it “ I said to agent Tom. He typed the words and finally the files were opened.