Kion X Janja Novels & Stories

She clucked her tongue, rolling her eyes at her as she advanced toward the coffee table, placing the warding tray. “I don’t have a girlfriend,” she snarled, glaring at Gen. “I don’t know this woman.” “Yeah! Yeah!” Xian smirked, sitting on the couch and getting a syringe. “Lie all you want, Kione, but please, don’t make this job harder for me. Kill her later if that’s what you want. Sit here. I need to check your blood.” She tapped the seat. “I’m not done with you. You have a lot of explaining to do,” Kione growled, letting go of Gen’s neck.

Jaxon has crouched down to his level — the same instinct he showed on the Manhattan sidewalk, the immediate, unconsidered move to meet a child where they are — and he is looking at Zion with an expression I cannot fully read from here but which has something arrested in it, something that has stopped moving. "I am," Jaxon says. "And you are?" "Zion Kingsley," Zion says, with the gravity of a small person introducing themselves at a formal occasion. He extends his hand. Jaxon shakes it. Slowly. His eyes do not leave Zion's face. "Nice to meet you, Zion," he says, and his voice is perfectly steady and I know him well enough to know what that steadiness is costing him. "My mummy works here," Zi

Alfi seemed excited. “Yeah. And there will be free Nekopara Jacket for one lucky guest!” Koji exclaimed. “Aww, why not custom shirt instead?” Alfi looked disappointed. “What shirt do you want anyway?” Koji asked. “Hokari Kanae, Euphoria,” Alfi replied. “Really? She’s a bitch, you know?” Rian said. “Bitch? What do you mean?” Alfi looked curious. “Huh? You don’t play the VN(Visual Novel)?”

Jax said warmly. "Thank you. But you can still call me Kian. No need for Luna thing." Kian told him. Jax chuckled. "I will. I just wanted to try it. Hehe. I'll go down first so you can settle here." Jax said and left. Kian went to the bathroom to wash his face. He took off his shirt and his lean muscles is on display. He looks up when he felt a presence. It was Kaleb. Kian just smiled at him and continue what he's doing. Kaleb walks toward him and touches his arms where the marks of the mythical creatures are.

Zion explains. He’s freshly showered and fuck does he look so damn good, sitting there shirtless, legs apart, in those sweatpants that shape his dick oh so tantalisingly. One arm draped over the back of the sofa, the other loosely resting on his thigh. Damn, what I wouldn’t do to climb on top of him and- “Milena? Milena?” I blink and I look up to see Xander calling me, an annoying smirk on his face. Wait, did he see me checking Zion out? I glance back at Zion and see his brilliant blue eyes full of amusement as he smiles slightly.

Sending hello. - Well done, great lit! Not expected. - I didn’t expect it from myself, I’m graceful like an elephant ... I thought Dymov would kill me before he taught me anything. - So, what rehearsals did you run to? Tom joined the conversation, having previously chatted with guys that Kitsune did not know. I think it's his skate party buddies. Tom is crazy about skateboarding and skates like a god. She did not have to puzzle over the gift for a long time - she brought him a rare board, made in USSR. He dragged her, not knowing about it, and was surprised why this luggage bag is so heavy?

Vixen P.O.V We're now standing in front of Falcon X7i as there are camera everywhere and crowds of thousands people at the far gate of Earth-Dream building, we're just done singing our national anthem as they load in our belongings into the ship. I look into the distance as Jane, my foster parent, stand there with a smile on her face. I just know she's been crying by the look on her face and the mascara streaming down her cheeks. She's been the best mother that I could ever ask for.

No matter how bad his workers are, they’re what’s standing between him and total defeat. A knock sounds on Joseph’s door just as he’s about to start venturing into the realm of how he can get his incompetent workers replaced with competent ones and still not lose the footing he’s gained over the years in the fight to win who’s no doubt Earth’s most precious person. “Come in,” he says and a handsome young man presumably in his late twenties,wearing a trademark grey Nike t-shirt and matching blazer with white pants enters. “To what do I owe the pleasure, Ian?” Joseph offers the young man a seat but he declines. Not many people can do that to him and get away with it, but fortunately- for Ian a

Xena tells her and winks at me before a majestic beast of pure muscle dashes past us. “What is that?” someone at the back asks. “That is a Rhinoceros. Hot, strong, very territorial and many will try to destroy it to have its horn,” Xena tells them. “It’s horn?” “It is a big thing in the black market,” Ryan replies to whoever asked that question. “So, many want the X-pack?” someone asks, trying to understand and interpret Xena’s words. “One way or the other,” Xena confirms. “No. It’s not the pack. She is his horn,” Ryan refutes her response.

So he just gritted his teeth in annoyance and grabbed a scone, squeezing it so hard that it crumbled in his hands. "Kion, have a taste of this strawberry, say ahhh~" Fiona leaned over Kyra and stretched her fork as far as she could towards Kion. Expectantly waiting for him to obliged with her request but Kion was being so cold towards her. He did not even turn to look at her. He just sipped his tea and stared off in the opposite direction.