Kitetsu 3 Novels & Stories

Chapter 68: Dealing with His Insecurities Kit: Soon, Kit was back in the passenger seat with Kim behind the wheels, heading back to the Ayutthaya mansion. He drove at a calmer pace this time, even though Kit could tell he was anything but calm on the inside. “P’Kim,” Kit called, head leaning against the window. Kim drummed his fingers on the steering wheel as they waited for the traffic lights to turn green. “Yes? What is it?”

he said, shoving my hat onto my head. I quickly jumped out of my seat, grabbed my gun and keys, and raced out to my squad card. I needed to stop thinking about Akio. I needed to focus on Kitsune. As I sped from the precinct to the judge’s house, I was trying to think what motive she’d have to go after him. He’s not my favorite person in the world. He often has let criminals go with slaps on the wrist. Is he a one-off like some of her other victims, or is he like the criminals that have ended up losing their heads to her blade?

Sasuke asked. “Kit wanted it,” Mitsuhide replied. “Oh, Kit now?” Hideyoshi said. “She is Kit to all of you when at work, so she is Kit here,” Mitsuhide stated. “What is she at home then?” Ieyasu asked. “Mine. That’s what she is,” Mitsuhide said. “Damn, you fell hard,” Kenshin said. “Right into a brick wall,” Nobunaga “Really guys?” Mitsuhide asked. “What we are commiserating with you on the loss of your freedom. So when is the wedding going to be?” Masamune asked.

And minutes after, we heard one of our pilots announcing, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Beijing Capital International Aiport. Local time is 3:14 am and the temperature is 33°C. For your safety and comfort, please, remain seated with your seatbelt fastened until the Captain turns off the Fasten Seatbelt sign. This will indicate that we have parked at the gate and that it is safe for you to move about. " "Please check around your seat for any personal belongings you may have brought on board with you and please use caution when opening the overhead bins, as heavy articles may have shifted around during the flight."

As I signed the divorce papers for the third time, I moved through the familiar steps with practiced ease. I could have done it in my sleep, having been through the drill three times already. Henry Johnson clutched the divorce certificate, his eyes darting to his watch, his brow creased with impatience. "Go on ahead, I'll catch a cab back," I offered before he could say a word. A flicker of surprise crossed Henry's face, but it was quickly replaced by a look of regret as he spoke, "Sorry, Melanie just landed, I..."

The problem wasn’t over yet, but at least he’s gone for now. I turned slowly to face him again. His gray eyes, sharp and cold, were fixed on me. For a split second, I felt exposed, like he could see straight through me and through my thoughts. “I… thank you,” I said quickly, bowing and forcing a smile. “And… I’m sorry for the trouble.” “That’s the third time,” he murmured, almost under his breath, before turning and walking away. I stood frozen in time for a moment, watching his facade fade down the hallway. The words echoed in my mind. The third time? My pulse skipped. Does he actually remember me? My chest tightened as I realized what just happened. Or am I just possibly overthinking thing

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SEVENTEEN I walk through the hallways with the breakfast tray in my hand. I finally arrive the room and knock the door and waited for a response but the door refuse to open. I knock twice again and now my hand hurt due to the fact I'm carrying your tray. "I knocked"I shouted as I squeak the door open and luckily it was opened.

She shifted carefully, avoiding the glass as she moved toward the small cabinet along the wall. "Where's your first aid kit?" Kane dragged a hand through his hair, exhaling slowly. "Last drawer." She found it quickly, pulling it open and grabbing the kit, returning to him with quiet focus. He watched her the entire time. Every movement. Every small expression. She knelt in front of him, opening the box, her fingers moving with surprising confidence. "You do this a lot?" he asked roughly. She glanced up briefly, a small smile tugging at her lips.

“But, I see now you really had no clue.” “This is what I get for marrying an intel officer.” Kit said, shaking her head. “You can tell me next time. We did have a lot on our plate this time.” Mitsuhide said with a deep chuckle. “Are you okay with all of this?” Kit asked. “Are you?” he asked back. “I am fine with it. I knew we would have children Kit, but I mean, you are the one who will have to deal with three Akechi infants.”