Kai Duan Novels & Stories

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

The manager left and the assistant manager looked at them with dreamy eyes. "Those are Arjun Kashyap and Neil Khanna, Davis Grey, Daniel Miller, and Rudra Singh Rathore. They are the hottest middle-aged men of this century" The assistant manager gave the proper introduction to Dua. Dua rolled her eyes took short glances at them and found the meaning of real happiness. Their smiles were pure, eyes held so much love, affection, and care for their wives. Dua's heart shattered when her mind flashed the memories of her father and his love and care for her and her dead mother.

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.

she tells him. Finally, they seem to notice me, his mother’s head turning to face me. Kael seems to relax, as I interrupt their heated conversation. I watch as his mother stands. Kara, I believe her name is, if my memory serves me correctly. “Oh, mother. This is Jada, my mate,” Kael says softly. Kara smiles. Even in her age, she looks stunning, so much more beautiful than I ever imagined. She reaches up, grabbing my face within her hands.

Kang Dae Jun ' S Story A student wearing a uniform from an elite SEC school appeared to be walking alone while carrying his guitar in a crowded Seoul City at night. He is Kang Dae Jun, a handsome student who has a sharp cynical gaze but is able to dazzle any girl who sees him. Dae Jun is on his way to go to a cafe where he does a part time job.

Kai Alright so I have all my plans in motion, I just need to get something to inject into Enrique and Tristan to make them think I've poisoned them, I only said that to put that fear into them but it's not something I'd really do, after taking him back to the isolation shack I head off to find my mother < mom where are you? > { in the city with your brother and sister doing a bit of shopping, what's up? } < wanted to talk to you about something but it can wait until you get back later > { you know I hate being in suspense Kai Sloan, just tell me what it is, you already have my attention don't you? } < right, so okay, I spoke to King Damien about my plans in regards to Alpha Yagos and he okay

"But hey, that’s all in the past. You're 'hot stuff' now. I mean, you’re connected to Damien Blackwood? That’s some high-level connection right there." Ethan gave a tight, nervous smile. He still wasn't used to his name being linked to Damien’s in public. "He definitely has a lot of fans," Ethan muttered, wanting to steer the conversation away from his private life. "But enough about me. Let's talk about you. I only know your first name. Tell me more about the mysterious Kai." Kai laughed. "There isn't much to tell. I’m Kai Mitchen. Only child. Final year business student..." He paused, face-palming. "Oh, wait. You already knew that. We’re in the same department."

Kwan Seung-ho replied in a stern voice without looking up. “I don't care, he is hot and Dutch.” Aera muttered nonchalantly, going to his side, taking his apple laptop from his hands, and pushing him out of his seat. That made Seung-ho finally look up to see who it was. “Hey, Mr. Kwan.” Duncan mentioned with a bold knowing smile. “Oh…David.” Seung-ho muttered. “It's Duncan…you can call me Deonkeon. I came with-” he was about to say who he was with when Min-a strolled in casually.