Kaneki Ken Female Novels & Stories

“They’re mates. King Yhendorn is really old, but Kenna is a hybrid. She was born from a mating between Alpha Cedric and Tana, the fire dragon. Kenna got the fire dragon gene, but also her father’s Alpha aura. In her dragon form, she’s fully grown, but as you can see, in her human form, she’s not. King Yhendorn won’t claim her until she’s an adult, but that doesn’t mean that he still doesn’t feel the mate bond and want to near her. She’s the same. It’s always the same with mate bonds. You want to be close to your mate, but you still don’t want them to claim you.” We get our food and I follow Anala to the dragon table. “Hey everyone. Look who I got for my new roommate.” “Ohhh, Eliane! Welcome

He screamed in pain, clutching his nuts as he dropped to his knees. I roughly grabbed his hair immediately. “Maybe you do not take orders from women, but I am not just any woman, you dimwit. I am Riena Kurobane, daughter of Oyabun Takeshi Kurobane; the Black Raven of Osaka! And the next time you speak to me in such a disrespectful tone, I won't just break your nuts, I will have them to go. Do you understand that?” “Yes, I… I understand,” he replied in panic, his eyes filled with fear.

I called out, I flinched a little when she nuzzled my leg such a good girl crouching down I scooped her in my hands, stroking her lovely brown fur. Navi is a fox but she's just not any feline; she's a cerumen shape shifter; she can take any form of animal, Her kind had gone extinct. She was the last one, she chose me as her keeper and she's currently my best friend and when my wolf was down she was my ride ,she had the ability to understand human language but cannot communicate back. "Navi I need a pretty horse let's go for a ride through the forest after stroking her one last time I stepped back so she could change to my favorite form

The love he holds for his late-wife is so strong that it makes him somehow have the same feeling toward his own daughter. "I don't know Saya, Sata-san is the one who came up with this idea." "Well, we do not only have one daughter, aren't we?" She tries to slow talk with him. Injecting him the idea of making Erika as the future of Mrs. Akatsuki instead of Risa. "Mm...I'll try to give the idea later, but if he refuses, I can't say more," Kenji said and went to the bathroom. He wants to take a bath and change his clothes. Refreshing his body after the whole day working non-stop.

Now that she was right in front of him, walking toward his car, he felt his body react in a way that was dangerous. Kane inhaled sharply. She was small. Petite in height, but fucking curvy. Her black jeans hugged her thighs and ass in a way that made his grip on the steering wheel tighten. The black turtleneck she wore was tucked in neatly, accentuating her waist. And that damn hair—fiery red waves spilling from her loose bun, falling around her face like a halo. The contrast of her—soft, warm, and expressive—against the darkness of the underground fighting world made her look like something otherworldly.

Kenzo emphasized the words 'can and cannot' because he felt Jess was being a bit too much. "Fine," Jess closed her eyes for a moment. "So what do you want then?" "To say thank you," Kenzo said plainly. That was indeed what he wanted to say specially and personally to the girl he considered a bit strange. Although she looked a bit different from the first time Clara introduced him to Jesslyn Rasopati. Wearing a loose white t-shirt tucked into calf-length wide-legged jeans, not to mention the eye-catching turquoise sneakers that matched the color of her watch strap and the small bag she carried.

Lucern says back, his voice a husky whisper that floats through the quiet room loudly. “Who do you want first, Okami?” Kenji asks, rising from his place on the bed and wrapping his arms around my body in the most delicious of ways. His breath tickles along my collar as he makes his way up my throat until he reaches my ear. “Or will it be all of us at once?” His voice comes out gruff, letting me know that Ren is just beneath the surface, ready to come out and play at any moment. “Now you are getting somewhere, Handsome.” Rieka purrs, turning our head to the side to give Kenji better access to our neck so he can continue placing those delicious kisses along our skin.

I thundered. They flinched and the woman closest to me raised a finger and glanced at Lena. “We begged her to leave but she wouldn't budge. She said she wanted to do this herself and we… we…” her breath swallowed her voice. Lena took a step forward, her eyes glued to her feet. “It's true Alpha, I just wanted to be useful around here,” “Useful? You call this useful?” I said with a stern voice, staring at the mess on her Apron and the utensils that were all over the floor.

She says, frowning. “I just….I…..” He presses his lips together and takes a deep breath. “I don’t want anyone to see you like that.” He finally spits out. Kenna rolls her eyes but complies. Her body is still that of a young child, six or seven years old. But as a dragon, she’s fully developed. “Would you like to take a look around, Kenna?” Yhendorn asks her, practically falling over himself to welcome her. Suddenly, Kenna looks shy. “I would, yes.”

He hated seeing people suffer, and sometimes his worry was almost suffocating, but it always came from a good place. Rayle stepped aside, and Kenji entered first. He was tall for an omega, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit despite it being a casual visit. His sharp features looked more serious than usual, his dark eyes locking onto me immediately. Behind him, Mitsuki followed—smaller in stature, with gentle brown eyes and messy, honey-blonde hair. He wore a cozy sweater and jeans, looking exactly as I remembered him: warm, soft, and approachable. “Haru.” Kenji’s voice broke through the silence like a blade. “What happened?”