Kda Novels & Stories

I admitted. “That’s because it’s genuine. No magic can fake that kind of connection.” Ryker’s expression turned serious. “Look, I know you don’t know me, but I’m going to tell you something. Kade is the most honorable man I’ve ever met. He’s fierce, protective, sometimes scary as hell. But he would rather die than hurt his mate.” “How do you know?”

Eli reached across the table and took my hand. "That's already wrong," he said. "Because I've already seen the real Adrian. He's the one who fights when something matters. He's the one who eventually admits when he's wrong. He's the one who's willing to risk comfort to do something right. That Adrian is worth knowing." "You might change your mind," I said.

I said softly while patting his back, "He will be fine" "I don't want to loose my dad yet" Kelsi, He looked at me vulnerable, Yet he looked handsome. "You won't loose him, he will be okay" I assured him, even though we were not sure if he would survive the Operation because it was a Ghastly accident. " Thank you" his voice was soft mixed with vulnerability, as his gaze held mine. "You're welcome" the atmosphere was awkwardly quiet, I couldn't bear looking at him straight in his eyes.

she tells him. Finally, they seem to notice me, his mother’s head turning to face me. Kael seems to relax, as I interrupt their heated conversation. I watch as his mother stands. Kara, I believe her name is, if my memory serves me correctly. “Oh, mother. This is Jada, my mate,” Kael says softly. Kara smiles. Even in her age, she looks stunning, so much more beautiful than I ever imagined. She reaches up, grabbing my face within her hands. “Welcome to the family,” she murmurs.

flashback Kayla made it to this handsome stranger and his dog before I did, but he thankfully held on to her before she could touch the animal. “Woah, princess, you don't just touch any dog like that, okay? It can hurt you.” He explained, tone gentle. “But I wanna touch it.” Kayla pressed stubbornly, her mouth taking on that cute pout most people found hard to say no to.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

Three Months Later "You're not going to tie me tonight," Aditya growled. "Oh I will," Miral winked. "Nope. Not happening." Aditya sounded stern in his words. Miral looked at him and let out a smirk. The moment Miral did that, Aditya pouted. "We made a deal that one night you're gonna dominate in the bed, and the other night I will. But from three days, you're the one dominating," he complained like a little kid.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

I asked Ranvijay. "Nothing. Just don't speak in Hindi. Sometimes I forget my own learnt Hindi by hearing yours." "You can't appreciate anyone. Right?" I was really pissed off. "I can but not someone who speaks such disastrous Hindi like "thar Phaye ``,khya ``,'''deal `` etc. It's "tar paye" means tormenting, not "thar Phaye". We don't need Thor from Marvel DC among us. It's "kya” means what not "khya".

he asked me. Stanley’s POV Since, my contact with Kate I have been trying to put two and two together, I discovered that her parents might not be as simple as everyone think. Moreover, from a psychological point of view I think she suffered from PTSD. “Her dad is a Syrian American and her mom is a Belgian. They died when she was eight years old. Her full name is Kate Zainab Omar.” Emma’s POV “Wow! I don’t even that much” I said with excitement. “Why does that name Zainab sounds so familiar?” I asked Stanley.