Kaori Letter Novels & Stories

And suddenly Kai put the blanket from behind me, he covered my body. "Put it on, I don't want you to get sick before work." said him, then he handed over the MOU to me. What the hell, this is my first time seeing this very detailed MOU. I thought the MOU was only one sheet, but it turned out to be five. "Read it." Kai looks arrogant. I nodded my head and read the MOU, Kai is the first party and I am the second. I shook my head. It's as if I'm reading a dominant-submissive agreement. Unfortunately, this is a cooperation agreement letter. Come on Beyza, what do you expect?

Chapter 143 : The School of Warrenvale RHEA'S POV: SONG FOR THE CHAPTER: “YOU SHOULD SEE ME IN A CROWN” – Billie Eilish ~~~ The letter glows against my palm, the silver ink dancing like a living thing. It came with no courier... it practically just shimmered into existence on my bed while Kaia and I were lying on the carpet, giggling over some ridiculous werewolf meme Ezra sent. Kaia leans over my shoulder, her hair brushing my cheek. “Is that…?”

She didn’t expect much that her idol would reply her message. She had sent a letter to Akaito once. Yes, the famous idol from the Singing Hall, one of the many prodigies from the Fujii clan. She had never gotten a reply from the famous red haired idol, and she was fine with it. That was what she was going to do with Jai. But after the recent hubbubs, she couldn’t help but become worried for the thunder elemer.

Karin apologized, bowing again. "As you should. You’d be homeless on the streets if it weren’t for the Nakamura family. Keep this in mind before you dare to disrespect me." Kaede hissed in her ear before sitting down near the table, opening the letter addressed to her. Kaede unfolded the letter and held it away from her eyes slightly, as she wasn’t wearing her glasses. After reading it, she stood up to get her glasses from another table. Once she put them on, she reread the letter, hoping its contents had changed.

"Don't worry to much about it all, you will be working as Kadachi's assistant along with Kota, They will teach you your position it's really not that hard. Plus it pays really well!!" Before I could even think about what to say she leads me to the car where Kota and Kadachi were waiting in. She opens the door and practically pushes me inside next to Kadachi. I go tense and stare out the window once the door is closed. Kota chuckles and Kadachi sighs. I decide to just stay silent which Kota soon forces me to break as he starts his questioning. "Kairi, Have you ever been to school?" I clear my throat. "No, I was homeschooled since I could remember."

Kael The first letter arrived three weeks after the function. She had not expected a letter. She had given him her official correspondence address, as was standard at diplomatic events, and had not thought about it further. The letter was not an official letter. It addressed her as Elara rather than High Healer and asked a specific question about something she had said at the function—a question that indicated he had been thinking about what she had said and had arrived at a follow-up question that required her specifically to answer.

I folded the letter. I tucked it into the inside pocket of my dress. I looked across the writing table at Kael. He was watching me. "What does she say?" "Mira sends her regards. She is keeping notes for a romance novel about the head cook of the Voss-pack kitchens and the third assistant the head cook keeps firing." "That is a continuing project for her." "It is." "And the rest of the letter." I held his eyes. I did not pull the letter out. "I will tell you tonight. At dinner. There is something I need to think about first."

What Kaer Asked Emily's POV The letter I wrote to Kaer's council took three evenings. Not because finding the words was difficult — I knew what needed to be said, I had known it since the first time I read the founding document and had been saying it in different forms ever since. The three evenings were for finding the right form. The form that would reach twelve Alphas who had experienced something real and were asking what it was — not with the formal vocabulary of a governance document, not with the historical weight of the archive's accumulation, but with the specific plainness of one person telling another person the true name of the thing they had just lived through.

That answer landed harder than I expected. Nobody moved. Nobody reached for another document. Finally Kai broke the silence. “I found another envelope.” His chair shifted. “It has initials of a name.” “What initials?” “A. W.” I frowned. “I don’t recognize them.” “I think I do " Kai replied. His voice changed. Not louder. Sharper. “I’ve seen this handwriting before.” I turned toward him immediately. “Where?” “Council correspondence.” “Whose?” He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, I heard paper after paper being unfolded.

The last ten years have been nothing but painful without you. I do not want to write a long letter to you as there is a lot you must know but please I want you to believe what you read next. Kierra, you have to be careful. You are living with the enemy! Yours sincerely, Anonymous