Kaito Cantarella Novels & Stories

At some point she had vowed to herself not to trust any woman. Taro had just told him that Kojiro was bringing an old friend of Keyla's with him. But Keyla had never told about him. Taro only said that Salvatore Gentile was one of her best friends at the time, but left without telling her and then didn't get in touch again. He was now playing with Kojiro in the same club and had already seen Keyla at the World Cup last year, but didn't dare to speak to her. That could be fun. Even Tsubasa had told him about someone who knew her. Tsubasa knew Luciano Leo from Brazil. Genzo knew him too, but only from playing. Tsubasa had given Genzo Leo's number. Genzo would then give Keyla Leo's number tomor

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.

I asked and he shook his head. "It's this guy Saitama. He was fired from his job and after being beaten with a crab monster to save the kid who drew n *** s with a permanent marker on the crab man." When I told Karish about the funny scene, I remembered how ridiculous it was. It was one of my favorite manga with Chris and we used to watch it together on his smartphone during breaks.

Occupation: CEO; De Marchi Merchandise Father's Name: Gerlando De Marchi (Alive) Mother's Maiden Name: Aurelia Montevecchi (Alive) Serious Medical Issues: Mild Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder (OCPD; In therapy) Allergies: Cats Like/s: Females Dislike/s: Females Fear/s: NA ---------- Name: Caterina Mari Larionova Santelli Age: 26 Birthdate: Agosto 17, 1989 Birthplace: United States of America Origin: Italian-Russian (American by birth) Current City: Upper East State, New York Current Country: United States of America Eye Color: Orange to Blue Irises Hair Color: Light Brown Height: 5'5 ft. Occupation: CEO, Founder; (Women, Children and Youths) WCY Rehabilitation INC.

a commanding voice rang out. The crowd parted, revealing Konta Yasuda, CEO of Yasuda Corporation, standing with a cold smile. Kiran raised an eyebrow, recognizing the man from the PowerHub Investment Group. Konta Yasuda, standing only 1.6 meters tall, was a thin man with sharp, cold eyes behind his glasses. Despite his stature, he exuded an imposing aura of authority. "Kiran, you may have defeated the Sunland Ninja Association before, but you will not leave Sunland alive this time."

“Let me see that.” Iggy turned the laptop toward Caleb. The first thing Caleb noticed was that Cassandra’s cousins looked a lot like her, just without the dreads. The one who was Kennedy had her hair in a layered pixie cut, her skin was dark, she had a button nose and high cheek bones, while the younger one- Kylie, had a cute innocence to her features and the most captivating pair of golden eyes he had ever seen, her hair was a mass of copper coloured curls that framed her oval face and made her even cuter. He thought he got a nice blend of both women in his Cassandra

Caramel took a breath, she tried gather her composure back, then say. "Um ... I guess--" "We're not acquainted yet, are we?" Kenzo interrupted Caramel's words, after finishing his drink in a glass. Kenzo added to his drink, again. Then he looked at Caramel. "Me, Kenzo de Leon." A stiff smile appeared on Caramel's lips behind her mask, when Kenzo nodded his head, he asked Caramel to immediately drink the drink. The aura on the man's face was so firm and also creepy, that Caramel automatically obeyed his orders.

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

Something about this flower turned me pale, it must be “him” I thought, how did he know where I am? Has he been keeping tabs on me? I could see detective Emma trying to plead my cause maybe. The smirk disappeared and he was full of concern. “Kate” he called as he sat on the chair opposite me, “this is my partner...Kayla” she answered with a smile. “Every clue counts in this investigation, you have to be honest with us” she said with a tone that gave away her suggestion.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.