Ken Carson Kawaii Novels & Stories

Laughter caught my attention and drew me to the backyard, where I found Kierra and the kids painting on canvases. “Oh, wow, Daisy. That’s so pretty,” Kierra praised. The painting consisted of globs and streaks of different paint colors that eventually produced an undesirable shade of brown. She was no Picasso, and it wouldn’t sell for hundreds of thousands of dollars, but I was sure the painting would find a home on a wall. Maybe the laundry room. “Kiyah, tell me what kind of car you’re painting,” Kierra urged. “It’s a yellow Camaro like Bumblebee.”

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

I asked and he shook his head. "It's this guy Saitama. He was fired from his job and after being beaten with a crab monster to save the kid who drew n *** s with a permanent marker on the crab man." When I told Karish about the funny scene, I remembered how ridiculous it was. It was one of my favorite manga with Chris and we used to watch it together on his smartphone during breaks.

Her face is calm and unperturbed as if all the people discussing and ridiculing are not her. Seeing Renea make a fool of herself, Kailey was in a great mood. "Hello, Mr. Morris, I'm the head of J.K Entertainment, my name is Carson Wood." Carson appeared in front of Renea and extended his hand. Renea hooked the corner of her mouth, "Hello!" Carson, this name is now a household name in the entertainment industry. In the recent BL drama, he had earned a pot full of money, and the company also instantly from obscurity into a listed company.

Pulling it out of the closet I noticed a note pinned to it. Thought you might need this. Sorry for the last minute surprise. I know you will look amazing. Try not to break too many hearts today. Kai. I wanted to stay angry at him, but then he goes and does things like this. I quickly put the dress on, it fit perfectly. I wondered how he knew my size and quickly concluded he must have had the staff check my other clothes while doing laundry. I did my best to fix my hair and makeup. I looked in the mirror satisfied with my look and ran out the door as not to be late for the caravan heading to the mating ceremony. Today was the day I would finally start the rest of my life with my mate. I was

Caroline sneered with emotion. Today she has kept too much emotion because of her client, Zillion Malloy. And this is her chance to get rid of all her frustration by telling Karen about it. “How could you know that super model if you never watched gossip channels like VOA on tv. The only channel you watch often is the Disney channel when you accompany Aleyna to watch TV," Karen mocked Caroline with a funny face. Her tongue stuck out like a dog at Caroline as she began to stare fiercely at her annoying friend.

I shook my head, staring at her ridiculous little sketches, feeling something loosen in my chest. Another buzz. Carolina 🐱 Destiny Guide (accept no substitutes): Seriously though… you’re doing amazing. Even gatos get nine lives to figure it out. You’ve got this, Ace. I must’ve looked like an idiot sitting there grinning at my phone, because the next voice I heard was pure poison. “Soft,” Kearns drawled from the doorway, his smirk sharp as ever. “Didn’t take long for the rookie to get domesticated. First it was the cat, now it’s the girlfriend. What’s next, Rosario? Knitting circles in the lounge?”

Kate finally came in with big trays of bacon, eggs and hash browns. “I hope you guys have a big appetite,” she said with a grin. She wore jeans and a white tank top. Her hair was up in a high ponytail, showing that she had four piercings in each ear. She looked rejuvenated. Her face was glowing; her teeth shining bright, eyes clear, smiling for her. “Wow,” Robert said, “This looks great.” He leaned in and gave her a peck on the lips. Carly quickly looked away. It was odd seeing her father kiss a woman, and frankly that was something that she didn’t want to see.

“You’re strung just as tight as me, McKay. Should I give AJ a call and see if she’d swing by and give you a massage?” “Maybe.” His steely blue eyes opened and held a hint of challenge. “If you do something for me first.” When Carolyn arched an eyebrow, Carson grinned. A flat-out bad boy grin, just like the one he’d passed onto his sons. “Not that.” “That’d be a first,” Carolyn murmured. “What do you want me to do?” “Eat something.” “I’m not hungry.” Carson kissed Carolyn’s knuckles. “I thought you might say that. But Chassie brought cookies. It’d be rude not to try ’em after she went to all that trouble to bake ’em fresh and bring ’em over here first thing this mornin’.”

Every eye in the tent was on my children, these two small people who had no business being in a war council, handing out crayon drawings like they could stop enemy claws. Karin held one out to me. A silver wolf surrounded by yellow stars. "This one's for you, Mommy. See? It's you. All shiny like after the ritual." I took it carefully. The paper was warm from her hands. "And this one's for Daddy." Carl presented his creation to Karson. A gray wolf with exaggerated muscles and what might have been lightning bolts shooting from its eyes. "I made you extra strong." Karson crouched down to their level. Took the paper like it was made of gold instead of cheap parchment.