Ken Carson Kawaii 소설 & 이야기

Shelly exclaimed and let her go stepping back looking sheepishly, "I'm sorry." Kiara smirked, "well when you put it like that maybe I'll add a few things. It'd be fun if you guys make out in those historical cave." "Not a bad idea," Ace mused with a twinkle in his eyes. Shelly looked ready to bolt as she stared at the both of them trying to look angry but failing miserably as a ghost of smile flicked on her lips. "You guys have fun, today's the first day here and I'm gonna make the most of it by making an Hawaii breed of the opposite sex my slave." Kiara waved them goodbye and strutted alone.

"Oh, my dear!" Karen exclaimed as she entered her room after the hairdresser came out. "You're so beautiful, I could Cry. Oh, please don't break my cousin's heart, Candy." She didn't know if she would laugh at the irony of what she said. "Your cousin has no heart, Karen." instead she says. She waved her hand and pulled the tissue paper out of the box and gently touched the corner of her lips. "There's more lipstick," she whispered before staring at her. "Don't worry about Kenneth's attitude, Candy. It's only an armor, a protective shell."

said Skandar, he could only stare to his wife’s face. They had just arrived in front of the Charisa school fence. Skandar did not stop his car in front of his wife's school gate to avoid many people’s view, because his car brand was a car brand that was rarely found in Australia. The car was a limited imported car. "Must I answer it, uncle?” asked Charisa, she really didn't know. Skandar nodded, the man stroked Charisa's brown hair affectionately. Charisa looked to her uncle Skandar’s face. Her husband only wore a bluish green t-shirt this morning, but why did he look more handsome?

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

Kian has never called me by my last name before. “Well, thank you, Mr. Karson,” I tuck my hair behind my ear, my heart racing. He’s looking at me, and my cheeks burn. The day unfolds differently than I expected. Kian made a lot of hamburgers and fresh lemonade for lunch, following a recipe he found online. I ended up eating one. It was delicious. Now, I’m watching him ride a jet ski. He seems to be having a blast, occasionally coming too close to the deck and splashing me.

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.

They ate in easy silence at first, but soon, she started asking him questions. Simple things. "What's your favorite movie?" He shrugged. "Don't have one." She gasped dramatically hands on her heart . "Blasphemy." He smirked. "What's yours?" "Easy. Baby ." He groaned. "Figures." She stuck out her tongue. " What's your favorite color?" Kane hesitated. "Black." She snorted. "That's not a color." His gaze darkened. "It is to me." Mona giggled, shaking her head. "Fine. Black it is."

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