Kabesang Tales Novels & Stories

Ridz . "What's wrong with you. Kabir why are ..." "Exactly wrong ... Everything is wrong here .. do you even know who he is ?"... He spat at her and then glared at vansh ... "What do you mean who is he ..?" She asked still confused , to which kabir humorously chuckled । "So you didn't tell her before you trapped her in your so called cunning web of love ?" Kabir uttered fisting his palms while glaring at vansh , who just remained completly shut at his place ।

"We will now read out the crimes of Kyra de Leta. Attempted murder of the saintess candidate, use of witchcraft to seduce the crowned Prince and plotting treason against the royal family with the entire De Leta family. She shall be beheaded by the Kingdom's Swordsmaster, Duke Kion" How did it come to this? I didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted all that was rightfully mine. But why? why must you betray me like this Kion? I treated you like family but yet you betrayed me. Down on her knees, Kion approached and whispered something into her ears before stepping back and unsheating his sword. With rage burning deep in her eyes and heart she muttered at him "I will get my revenge you illegitim

“That does not count as a bedtime story,’’ Babybaby finally found her voice. “It is child,’’ the thunder god answered. “No it’s not’’ Babybaby insisted quite stubbornly. “bedtime stories are supposed to be a nice tales with happy ending, all bedtime fairytales are, like the ones Amaka used to read to me, this one is a stupid story.’’ “Babybaby hush it’’ Orchid started, fearing the frown on Shango’s face. “What is a fairytale?’’ he asked instead. “Well it’s the best story there is, a prince falls in love with a princess, a bad witch not happy with the arrangement pokes nose into the matter, the prince cuts her great big nose with his shiny sword, rides away with his love and everybody lives h

“Centuries ago, there was a land that was filled with nothing but chaos. It was inhabited by rebels that always sought war against neighboring lands in order to conquer their own kingdom. When that land almost met their demise, a mysterious deity who called himself Kasarinlan appeared before them and saved them from completely falling to the pits, “The deity offered them divine powers and told them to transform the land into a kingdom of peace and prosperity. In exchange, they must vow eternal loyalty to the deity and offer a proper maiden that will be born in every generation and she is destined to carry Kasarinlan’s child. And so, the Kabinihan kingdom came forth.” An old man was reciting

in the market. - Haha thank you. My name is Kabera. - You are very pretty! He was a man in his early twenties. He was not very handsome, nor ugly. He was in the middle. - In fact, I used to eat here... - Yes, yes,' I know! - And I think you are a good person. I'd like to get to know you.'

It’s her that doesn’t have a wolf and wouldn’t be able to heal herself. “Snake Kebab coming up,” I responded as I swung my two long daggers. As I walked towards the serpents, the snakes adopted an aggressive posture, hissing at me as a warning. Each day for nearly seventeen years has felt like a bonus day to me. I’m not scared of dying and would sacrifice myself for anyone willing to protect Ora.

Jasper's heart was racing, he could have turned away from her but it was as if she's explaining what he has been curious about. "Ok Jasper, that cabin isn't a normal cabin, there's a book y'all shouldn't come across, you all should never read it, if you can get it before your friends, you all would be safe and never come back to the cabin, right now, the other ghosts wouldn't let you rest, especially my mother" she brushed a strand of her hair away.

Once upon a time, a long time ago on the island of Kreg, a boy suddenly appeared inside an earl's castle without any guards noticing.The boy did not speak any known language and dressed in an extremely old-fashioned way, even for the time. With the thought that he was an envoy of the gods or a wizard, Count Walford of Kreg raised him as his own son and named him Nabee de Kreg.After a while Nabee was no different than any other boy, if not for the countless stories he had to tell, and that they became true! The most famous of them is also the only one that was not a prophecy, but only a tale about a distant past. It took place in fields of unimaginable beauty and mountains larger than any on

he asked encouragingly, increasing the pres- sure of his circling fingers. “I want to serve as your table…” I was mumbling, and Kellan leaned in closer, a quizzical expression on his face. “You want to sell me a fable?” “No.” The words tumbled out of me and I thought I would die of mortification. “I want you to use me as your coffee table.”

Raine stepped into the room and closed the door then went around the bed and got in behind Gabe after kicking off his shoes. “Tell us a story this time Uncle Raine.” Gabi said. “Preferably about a princess.” “It’s my turn today.” Gabe protested. “Okay Gabe.” Gabi agreed. “I want you to make our dad the bad man in your story Uncle Raine.” Gabe informed him. “Gabe!”. Meira gasped in shock. Gabe shrugged nonchalantly and looked expectantly at Raine. “Okay.” Raine cleared his throat. “Once upon a time in a city far far away lived a very beautiful woman named Jesselyn….”