Kai Meaning In Hawaiian Novels & Stories

"Everything tasted so good, so fresh." "It is always so here," Mahana said. "Perhaps you'd like Manahau and Rotui to help you relax after your meal? Manahau is Tahitian for wise spirit and Rotui is the name of a high peak on Moorea island between Opunuhu and Cook Bays." "I'd like that," Krista said without hesitating, looking admiringly at the two sturdy, broad-chested men in their 30s, like Mahana dressed in just a long sarong.

I said as I walked past him and he walk towards me, blocking my path. “I am actually. But it’s a nice dream as you’re in it.” It took all the strength of me to stop my cheeks from flaming red and I looked away from him as if I was suddenly interested in the black bike in front of me. “Why do you do it anyway? You don’t exactly scream ‘community volunteer’ ” Kai shrugged as he leaned against his bike and looked down at me. “It’s part of my alpha training activities. A way to connect with the pack and my people.”

I walked along Crater Rim Road to get views of another world, and there was the elderly man, ready to give us what would undoubtedly be the best Kata class in the world. What was funniest about the whole situation, apart from not being in a fully equipped dojo for all our needs but at the foot of a volcano that could erupt at any inconvenient moment? The Sensei didn't speak English or even Japanese; he spoke the second official language of the islands: Malayo-Polynesian. A language from the Polynesian language family, similar to Maori and Rapa Nui; a curious language that entered the island during the 2nd to 8th centuries when the first Polynesian settlers arrived and settled as the language

Late night, I’m at a beachside club with a glass of tequila in front of my face and a bartender looking at me like I’m an expensive potted plant that had suddenly started smoking. His name was probably Kai. Or Koa. Or something very Hawaiian and very undeserving of being dragged into the Bernadi family’s moral crisis. “Ma’am,” he said carefully, “are you okay?” I lifted my glass. “Fantastic.” He did not look convinced. “I might sleep here,” I said.

I hated to tell her that she was just using her alpha skills in a different way. Karamea, as Hakeem and Gael had told me, was born of a male pack member and a human woman he met while stationed in the Air Force in New Zealand. Her mother was a part of the Māori people, an indigenious people on the mainland of New Zealand. Karamea identified strongly with her Māori culture, hence the facial tattoo and the greeting that she gave us. In fact, she spent every summer, well winter there, while she was in school with her mother’s family to help connect with her culture. She still goes back for several weeks each year to visit. She is 22 and has yet to find her mate, but doesn’t seem overly con

That tattoo will glow and it symbolizes that she is the one for you. Maia didn’t know about that but Kai knows it. Kai touch Maia’s hands and hope a tattoo will appear. He waited for days after that but no tattoo had emerge. He then touch Maia’s skin again and waited but nothing appeared. He knew Maia is not the one for her so he gives up and he is ready to leave Maia when he had heard her talk to her father. “Father, Kai is the man I want. I have love since the time our gazes met each other,” Maia said

I wonder why Kai needs the canteen, and how long he’s planning to be gone. “I won’t be long,” Kai says, answering my unasked question. He pivots and disappears out the door. While we wait for him to return, we continue observing Alcatraz, the bay and the marina from our perch, looking for any signs of danger. We don’t see anything worrisome, but that doesn’t mean danger isn’t there, lurking somewhere out of sight. True to his word, Kai is back in less than twenty minutes. Draped over his left arm are several long strands of slimy, greenish brown kelp. Obviously, he went back down the hill to the beach. It would have taken any of us much longer to make that trip.

I took a deep breath calming my nerves as I began to step forward and accept Kassius as my mate when I heard another voice speak up. “Mine!” A deep husky voice sounded from the crowd. There gasps and murmurs as the crowd parted to let Kai through. Kassius’ face was red and his eyes dark with anger. Kai stepped toward me, the look in his eyes telling me that the rumors had been true all along. He had planned to take me as his Luna from the beginning. I was shocked and intrigued. I couldn’t believe Kai would want me to be his Luna, his mate, his partner and his lover. Most of all I couldn’t believe there was a part of me that wanted to have that life with Kai as well.

Wait, could she see? “Why is that curious?” Kai asks with a glare, then Kaede smiles as she speaks again. “It is curious that fate has mated you to a woman who radiates with the light of Goddess Tiarin when you blaze with the light of our God, Xamnir.”

She was heartbroken when we left him behind. Jake sat her down and told her about the Hawaiian goddess, Kaulia. She was a sea turtle goddess who transformed from a turtle to a human girl to protect all of the Keiki, the Hawaiian word for children. Jake said being loved by a turtle is a special thing that means she is very special and has the spirit of Kaulia in her. He also said that children would be drawn to her because of her spirit. I already knew she was special; everyone and everything loved her. Even Madison had realized what a good person. “Thank you for telling me the legend, Jake,” Amelie said gratefully.