Kinnporsche Novel English Novels & Stories

All the qualities of the woman I was looking for were already in her. When I got on board the flight was just fast. Moments later I felt a shiver in my neck. Before I went down I looked around. Until I was stunned to see a man on his knees. Half of his face was covered so his smile all I could see. "Third street!?" I finally came back to reality with the driver’s question. I went down as he continued to stare. Until the pegasus finally left I just stared at it. That aura is familiar. Not just. . . Stronger compared to the aurumn I have encountered before.

I drawled grumpily. A chuckle rumbled in his chest as the elevator door opened. I hid my face in my hair. Almost twenty staff flanked the path Kian walked. They bowed in unison until Kian was out with me in the parking lot. The valet waited for us, keeping his head low. He opened the door of the black Porsche. Kian made me sit in the passenger seat. He leaned closer to my lips as I leaned back on my elbows. “Your master would love you in his car, then in his home, then at the dinner table from where you can take things to his bed.”

he whispered against her mouth, nipping her bottom lip lightly. He circled the car, opening her door with gentlemanly grace, offering his hand. Katherine took it, stepping out carefully on her heels, the cool grass tickling her exposed toes through the open backs. The air was crisp, carrying the salty tang of the sea and she inhaled deeply, the earlier tension dissolving further in the serenity.

‎Third-Person POV ‎Romanov Estate. ‎The Porsche rolled through the wrought-iron gates as they swung open. ‎The mansion loomed like a fortress carved from shadow and stone, every window glowing amber against the bruised sky. ‎Mikhail killed the engine and rounded the car in three strides. ‎He opened Nora’s door carefully, as though the metal might bruise her further. ‎She didn’t look at him. Her eyes were fixed somewhere far away, glassy with shock and exhaustion.

Chapter Thirteen Koin Koin didn't slow down until the apartment was in view. 1,500 and some odd miles covered in a little more than 6 hours. Koin crept through the yard smelling deeply, but he knew already. she was here. inside. He could see the lights off the lamp he had left for her displaying stars and colors across her walls and ceiling, splashing out onto the porch a bit as if she meant to share it with the world. Connor sat to watch as Koin shifted into human form, going to the small patch of grass Infront of the porch to get the shorts he had hidden under them *Don’t. Don’t let Azier...* Connor nodded shifting back to go around the building a little *I got you dude, he's just excited.

They finally entered the pavilion, and when Elena followed Lucien inside, her eyes widened and her heart felt squeezed. She did not know what she saw there… … Author : I'm really sorry guys if my English are stiff, but please tell me do you understand this?🥺 Does the feel of this novel delivered to you? Im not native so my English is quite formal, please let me know in the comment about this book. 😭🙏🏻 Thank you guys. 🥺💙

Irene hesitated, looking up and down the gritty street before finally sliding into the low leather seat. The cabin of the Porsche immediately filled with the scent of her—lavender soap mixed with the sharp, clean trace of spring air. I closed her door, walked around the hood, and slid into the driver’s seat. “So,” Irene said, pulling the seatbelt across her chest as I turned the ignition. The engine roared to life with a deep, guttural growl that vibrated through the frame. “Are you going to tell me where we are going, or is this a kidnapping?”

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I was hysterically trying to unplug the flash drive but Aiden was blocking me from doing it. "Enzo, this is fun, isn't it?" He was so innocent that I couldn't hit his fucking face.

As I stood there perplexed, she ran towards the manor, ignoring the car and me. I looked towards the gate. The middle aged toad was scratching his cap with a bizarre look on the face. “Alexei.” I jerked at the voice and stared into the face of the aged driver. ‘How does he know my name?’ I thought. Then the coin dropped! “Kakka!!!” I exclaimed. His head nodded vibrantly. I noticed that his eyes too were planning to get moist. “Please come,” he said in Hindi. We walked silently towards the mansion, he, a little behind me.