Kai Exo Krystal Novels & Stories

- Segun “We love you from Africa Kai.” - Lethabo “Sending love all the way from Trinidad.” - Marisol_BigB🍑🍑ba “Now, that’s my friend living the life. Go babyyyy.” - Mia “Sir, I am an upcoming artist, I also trade crypto sometimes but I have not been profitable. Please take me under your wing sir.” - DD Xchange “You need another girlfriend? I am single.😩 Check out my page Kai, you will love what you see @dreal_kai_lennox.” - Dirty Alina

, Mohini crossed her fingers and mentally prayed to the EXO K-pop boyband group member named 'Oh Se- Hun' .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

Before I could think of anything, he went down on his knees and wrapped his arms around my waist. With a deranged expression, he looks up at me as he pleads desperately. "Tell me, what do I have to do in order to make you beg exactly like this?" "You're not making any sense right now..." I struggle to get out of his tightening hold. He's suffocating me, mentally. "Please, Leaxandra." Caius pleads even more, grinding his body upwards until his face reached my chest. His hot breath fans over my exposed chest as he parted his mouth open, and that's where I lost it.

Emily lurched side to side, the alcohol was beginning to affect her. "CEO Joel." She smiled cutely as she stared at Vincent. "Deo!" She pointed her wavering hand at him. "Saranghae," she chuckled. (A/N: saranghae means I love you) "Saranghae" she smiled cutely as she hiccuped. "She lurched forward unsteadily and planted a kiss on Vincent's lips. Vincent's eyes widened, he was going to pull away but then he caught a glimpse of Joel at the doorway, so he deepened the kiss.

' "So, you're..." "Krystal Harding, but you can call me Madame Krys!" Krea lit a cigarette and glanced at Lina from the corner of her eye. "Or do you want to call me Krea like the others? That's up to you!" Renee leaned closer to Lina, fear evident in her eyes. Krystal appeared to be in her 40s, heavily adorned with makeup, and dressed provocatively. Her dark red dress accentuated her curvaceous figure. However, time seemed to have taken its toll on her, evident in the lines on her face.

I declared, stepping into our freshly renovated, budget-turned-brilliant base like a queen returning from a campaign. Tita Maribel was in the corner, curled on the new beanbag I ordered last week (pink and fluffy, because her old bones deserved luxury), fanning herself with a magazine that had Gong Yoo’s glorious abs on the cover. “Ay naku, Krystal, this one! He is the real buffet,” she said, giggling like a teenager. I handed her a mug of my French press brew and grinned. “We stan the king. Gong Yoo supremacy forever.”

The tension between us spikes and Krystal crosses her arms. "My name is Krystal. I am very thankful to be alive. I look forward to learning about the different cultures all around me, and I resent anyone who acts rudely towards us," Krystal snaps back, and I smirk. That's my best friend. "Same here," I say, and the Bronkarks begin to laugh. "You tell those cats, Krystal," Reila says, and Krystal smiles at the woman. "My name is Xiu. I come from China. I hope to be chosen by an honorable champion," Xiu states suddenly and my mouth falls open.