Kion X Jasiri Mga Nobela at Kwento

Davian asked again. Kisa looked at him sternly, "I'm the CEO of J & K Film Group and also an actor under the company; I alone have two roles. Is there a problem with me coming here alone?"

said James . " Haaah ! James....... " said Justin with a tired expression . " Happy birthday sister ! " said Kiara . " Thank you James . I am so happy to have you here . I have missed you so much . " said Kiara hugging James tightly . Eskylrious looked at James surprised . " Sister , who is this guy ? Why was he hugging you ? Is he bothering you ? " said James glaring at Eskylrious . " He,.......He is my husband , Eskylrious Windsor . " said Kiara presenting Eskylrious .

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

"Karish! Please stop! You're killing him!" I appealed but he did not listen and held fast. I felt an anger roll over me, my chest rumbled and I growled "I WILL STOP!" Karish froze and looked up at me "Let him go," I commanded, and he obeyed. He was as surprised as I was, I thought Jordans was too dominant and obeyed no one I walked closer to them, Chris rubbed his throat and coughed I was relieved, if I had waited longer he would be dead now I kind of understood why Karish killed those villains. They were criminals and I was under their mercy. He saved me. It was enough for me to let it go. But Chris, he did nothing wrong. He is a good person and a good friend. He would kill him for what?

But there. "What's her name?" one healer asked. "I don't know. Haven't decided yet." "You should name her. Before anything else happens." Before she dies in the battle outside. Before something goes wrong. Before the moment passed. Jasmina looked at her daughter. Thought about everything it took to get here. The vault. The combat. The alliances. The struggle. "Kira," she said. "After Damoew's friend. The one who stood up for what was right and got exiled for it. Kira Lesvendstrong."

His head was lowered, and he had headphones on. Despite their similarity in looks, they were very much different. Yasmine was an adorable little princess, while Xavier looked more level-headed and serious. He seemed to prefer silence. And when he looked up to glance at Kieron, it gave Kieron the feeling that he was a mini version of Sean. "Are all the men in the Lawson family like this?" Kieron asked Sean in a low voice. Sean pushed his head out. "Don't scare the kids!" "If you ask me, I'd say the kids like me more. Don't you agree, Yasmine?" Nathaniel placed a hand on the car's roof as he leaned down to tease Yasmine.

She’d fucked us all up when the only person she wanted from the start was Xendith so how dare she waltz back in and act as if nothing happened? “It’s you alright” Casir says with a smile. “How long has it been? 2 yea--?” “In case you haven’t noticed, Casir; I’m on a date” I informed her, clutching my hands tightly onto the empty wine glass on the table. “So, fuck off” Casir turned to face Kaia. “Oops, I wasn’t aware Pliar had company. What’s your name, dearie?” “It’s Kaia” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Kaia” Casir introduced. “I’m Casir Blakely, the quad brothers first and last love”

Stricken with fear, I dared to twirl around and my eyes almost fell out of their sockets when I bumped into master Kieran. I choked hard, coughing loudly as I flew away from him. My eyes began to water both from fear of being caught and choking on the grape. “You must be enjoying yourself.” He finished with a nod. Although his tone was light, his eyes were anything but cool. A shiver ran through me when I dared to meet his eyes. Never have I seen a soul as empty as his. He looked so cold and defiant, like he had nothing to lose and only now, did I confirm the few rumors of some slaves that had been unfortunate enough to cross him.

The guy could be following us. Thank God we left Snowie back home. “Jaxon?” I reach to touch his trembling fist. “Jaxon, please talk to me. You're scaring me.” I plead, a hot lump forming in my throat. He shuts his eyes and drops his head on the headrest, his stubbled, hard jaw ticking. I pry his fist open and interlock our fingers, trying to make him relax. It works. “The guy you met…” He swallows thickly, his eyes open, staring into thin air. “Kaar. His real name is Ashkaar. He has that tattoo because he's a seven. They call him The Seven, he's the seventh son of Ishkar Raj-an.”