Kaito Cantarella Novels & Stories

The man chuckles at my quick response and leans back into his seat. "Well, I can see why you wouldn't trust me...But I can tell you my name and guarantee your safe return to your fiancee by calling him right now if you want?" (This guy has had Kadachi's number this whole time!) I sigh. "Fine it's a deal." He chuckles and pulls his phone out but before he hits the call button he looks up at me. "Oh and by the way, My names Kaito Masumi." (Did he just say...Masumi...)

Elara Voss – Senior Resonance Architect. Kael’s voice dropped to a deadly whisper. “You didn’t just work on the project…”

And in the center of the room, standing casually with a smirk on her face was Calantha. She turned to me slowly, her expression smug. "Ah, finally," she purred, tilting her head. "I was wondering how long it would take you to return." My stomach twisted with rage. "What the hell are you doing?" Calantha let out a soft chuckle, stepping closer. "Oh, Kaidaira, you wound me. I thought you'd be happy to see me." I clenched my fists. "Let them go. Now." She raised an eyebrow. "And if I don’t?"

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

I shrugged my shoulders and drank my water. "How?" She asked crossing her arms over her chest and I sighed getting up. "Besides your obvious attempts of getting his attention while you were dancing, alone, Nicholas Carello, son of Frank and Joanna Carello, the millionaire playboy and well let's face it, mommy's boy too," I shrugged and scratched my neck as I tried to remember the rest. "When I was still working for this fucked up business, I was basically required to study all of this man's parents friends and business partners, the Carello's were unfortunately part of that long depressing list which I still remember to this day," unfortunately, I remember everything.

I say, but we both know I'm not going anywhere yet, instead, I make small circles with my hips and this time, we make love slowly, kissing the entire time. "Thank you for joining us. Finally." Calista smirks, but there's no anger in her tone. She points at my friends who all look sweaty and exhausted. "We've done a bit of a warm up, but I'm guessing two you had your own warm up this morning. Are you joining us, Cain?" "Yeah, may as well." He winks at me and butterflies erupt in my stomach. "Ok, pair up. No, Cain, you and Zac will go together, we need Tegwen to have a proper opponent. You'll be too scared to hurt her." Calista grabs my wrist and Zac goes to stand with Cain.

(One month later…) (Caprice La Veure auction house, Battingham Kingdom) “I… Can’t believe that we are actually here in an auction house. Don’t you think it’s too sudden, Sire?” Miyu pouted as she tilted her head to the side to look at Kazal who was standing beside her. Because of his breed, Kazal is a bit shorter than an average demi human male. All of his vassals, except for Miyu and Rein who are a cait sith, are taller than him. Despite having great skills, Kazal couldn’t really change his height all he wanted, that is probably among one of his weakness too.

They crawled up the cracked plaster, forming their usual writhing shapes. Kaelith stood before me, shirtless and wearing a pair of dark pants. My eyes, as always, were drawn to the strange tattoos wrapped around each arm, then to his odd patterned hair. So uniquely beautiful it hurt to look at him. He stepped forward and reached for me with fingers that pulsed with shadow and heat. His knuckles brushed my cheekbone, then my jaw. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, his touch maddeningly slow.

Danika Williams After a long day at work, I took a shower and was ready to sit down in front of the television, drink wine and fall asleep on the couch as I was still too afraid to sleep in my bedroom alone. But when I step out, I see that annoyingly handsome devil, with his plain white t-shirt hugging his muscular back, all in the right places, cooking something in the kitchen which makes me remember the chat I had with another model, Kylie. She asked me if Jake Carson was single or not, and if he was, would I mind setting him up with her as she had a brief chat with him today, he was very funny and a complete gentleman. Initially, I hated the plan but then I thought it was perfect, maybe I

Subsequently, a sequence of candid pictures unfolds on the digital billboard—capturing moments of Kaitlyn smiling, laughing, and occasionally cradling her baby bump. Kaitlyn gasps audibly, her hand flying to cover her mouth as she rises from the bench. Words materialize on the digital billboard after the photo slideshow, unveiling, 'The Beauty of PortaMare, A Collection by Kyle Hirata of RileyVille Photography.' Reading Kyle's name brings forth a surge of emotions within her. The impact is palpable as her initial gasp transforms into tearful sobs, reminiscent of a child's distress. Fiona, observing the emotional unraveling, becomes increasingly concerned, her worry deepening as Kaitlyn's emo