Kindred Novels & Stories

Jack without hesitation carried me into a room Filled with dogs even after danile knew how much I hate and fear dogs after I lost my only sister because she was biten by a dog our house when my parents was alive that was how I became very traumatised with dogs. “Sir please” my personal assistant Jenny who knows I'm always afraid of dog knelt before danile pleading. “Sir please Mrs Emily has been sick of late and she is very much afraid of dogs sir please”. Danile flamed up “how dare you question my order?, or do you want to join her?”.he yelled “I'm sorry sir” Jenny knelt down immediately. “Tomorrow I will bring her to kneel before laura and apologise only then will this matter be considered

Stalking after him, I yank the collar from my neck, then the shackles that encase my wrists, and I toss them against the hard surface. “You are unworthy of sympathy!” I growl. “A cruel bastard that deserves no mercy but death.” The doors of the chamber burst open, and a Kindred runs in. He possesses a large sword in each hand, and amber rings encircle his sapphire blue eyes. My breath catches when our gazes collide momentarily before he tears his eyesight from mine and stares at my soulless body. He feels familiar to me, but I can't quite put my finger on how. The large Kindred releases a homicidal roar that makes my limbs quive

Like 'Scandalous Me' which its premiere she will attend later. "Oh, you came!" Adam raised his hand, said hello. "Sit down." Adam tapped the sofa beside him but In Ha chose to sit the opposite. She naturally sat beside Arthur. Arthur introduced the three of them to In Ha. The four of them held a surnamed 'Kim', which made In Ha frown. Alex patiently gave him an explanation. "Well, Arthur, Anna and I were orphans, then Adam's parents graciously adopted and made us brothers to this man."

She must save her granddaughter from the same fate that claimed her father. The Jacksons share a common trait: a relentless, unyielding stubbornness. Granny Minama knew this too well. It’s why she regretted ever introducing Demika to the cursed Book of Shadows and leaving her alone with it. The darkness had been calling to Demika, whispering in a language only she could hear, pulling her deeper into its abyss. Granny Minama could see it in her granddaughter’s eyes—eyes now as black as the void, reflecting the demonic forces that sought to devour her soul.

said a female voice and they all turned around to see Rashidat in the room with them. She was a pretty young lady with a low cut. She hugged Adams before facing Ichabod. “Wow. My father was right. This is remarkable. I have read so much on duality but I have never seen anything like it before. This is too good to be true.” “Well, lady, as long as I appreciate being the first of my kind, I don’t have much time left. Please can you help me?”

My mother chose them because they recognized her as a Valkyrie and they still worshipped the Norse gods. My mother's last words to us were to stay away from the order and the gods. I found out years later that she had died shortly after of a broken heart. Thana and I had run away from the village as teenagers and returned to the cabin, my mother was still there, although only in body, beside her was a letter to my sister and I explaining everything.

White flowers carpet the ground year-round, their petals never falling, their scent always the same: soft, sweet, like the first breath after a long-held silence. ‎ ‎I am the scent. ‎ ‎Rex is the pattern of light on the ground. ‎ ‎We are the reason the place feels like coming home, even for those who have never been here before. ‎ ‎The people—Kindred, they still call themselves—live in balance with the world. They build lightly, leave softly, love deeply. They do not conquer; they connect. They do not hoard; they share. They do not forget; they remember. ‎ ‎They remember us not as heroes or legends, but as the first who chose ordinary love in extraordinary tim

Get a cup of hot water, like what she always does whenever she feels restless. Then she opens a secret wooden box, and she found a book… she opens it, and starts reading… *** Inside the Book *** Heredity… Something that starts from the great-grandpa of the one whose name is “Bridgette Arden”… It will not perish… It always happens… At the end of every quarter, a girl or even a boy to whom this book visits, will turn into a white furry dog in the midnight of that day until the sun rises. He or she will continue to transform into a dog for three days. The curse will continue and anyone who will know about it will die… “Bridgette Arden”… This girl is the only person who can break this curse. And

I needed my sanity today. Katarzyna was her name, silence was her creed. She was a lady of few words, but the little she said would make you think for days. She had a lithe figure, long brown hair and a personality that was hard to truly decipher. Zane was a runaway when he was found, demons took over the town. It was huge news then, simply because he was of Hebrew descent. The world was falling apart at the seams and the saviors of humanity are already tired of the mental and physical trauma.

He was wearing a bright coloured shirt so Brian saw bloodstains slowly dripping from the back of his head to his shirt. Henry was almost connecting his hand to the door handle when he turned around to face Brian. "One last thing, I know feelings cannot be forced but I would rather kill you than allowing that sweet innocent girl to get involved with you. You don't deserve love, mercy or care. You deserve hate and bitterness and you also deserve to end up with the likes of Kayla and Aura." Henry said, then took his leave, slamming the door behind him.