Kama Dung Novels & Stories

Garatiya walked over to a dark corner, fidgeted with whatever was making screeching sounds before emerging with a tiny bottle of red liquid "And what is that?" "We call it the rare red kimono. It is made from a plant that grows only once in every decade. You are very lucky it was in season because it is the only plant with power to kill the godess of the winds." Aurora and Alex switched glances before staring back at Garatiya who went on to pour the juice in bits into clueless Sham's mouth up until all of it was consumed. They watched as she coughed dryly splattering drops of blood. For Aurora that was the most beautiful sight, her job was done. She then moved over to hear her heartbeat for

Jai asked. Darrion nodded. “It’s called Waamutori and its usually used to pick worms for the fields.” “Huh? Picking worms?” Jai asked, confused. Darrion nodded. “Yep. They took worms from the forest to fertilize their fields.” “That’s probably the most unique thing I heard people do for their farm,” Jai focused back on the bird.

There was a short pause, and Tellan looked at her shirt again; his eyes were on the black letters that spelled ZAGAFF. “So… I gotta ask,” Tellan said. “That word on your shirt… Zagaff. What does it mean? It looks cool, but I’ve never heard it before.” Kamala leaned forward a bit, as if she was ready for that question. “Oh, that?” she said normally. “It’s a word from an old language. Tshivenda, I think. It means strength in silence or something like that. I just liked how it looked… and what it stood for.”

If you saw someone taking these long drags, and if you smoked yourself, you couldn’t possibly resist the urge for a drag or light up a cigarette yourself. “What, ‘so what’, kela?” I too, naturally, felt the urge for a drag, but the thought that we were doing something which nobody of our age tried within the four walls of our house, held me back. Rather, I lost my cool and tried to snatch the cigarette from his hand. And kela came out spontaneously! Kela, means banana in Hindi, but nobody knows its etymological connection with the invectives used in the Assamese language. It erupts as an additional word, and can comfortably pass on as any one or more of the parts of speech in an angry, irrit

She finished her lunch without muttering anything more. Mr. Andreas and Mrs. Yulia also continued their lunch in their silence, quietness as well as quietude. Meanwhile again and again, Wenny Kammal was seen contacting Pete Jupiter Huangwira with her cellphone in her bedroom. “I don’t wanna know too much... You must help me... You must buy some red orpiment and give it to me during the D-day of this shit Sumico’s wedding reception later on...” said Wenny Kammal with her extremely piercing and stabbing eyesight.

Kumara was a really tall figure about 6ft 3 inches ,but a little shorter than lone ,he had a really muscular build and board chest, I can feel him smiling through the mask as he sees Juliana approaching ,the mate bond between Juliana and himself was unprecedented ,wow this is really beautiful ,so this is what having a mate feels like . Juliana let go of my hand and immediately grabs her mate's hands and the two couldn't help it but kept rubbing hands all over each other's bodies , the two men standing behind kumara looked at each other before letting out a simultaneous cough ,that the couples pretend not to hear before walking away laughing . I stood there carried away for a second watching