Kjære Novels & Stories

K was taking her time, more than a minute has passed and she still haven't come up with a reply. His full attention was on his phone's screen, and in between seconds K would just literally stop typing - as if she knew that he was eagerly waiting for her text. Jesse was well-aware what K was doing. She was being a tease again. His heart felt warm upon reading K's last text. And it wasn't the uncomfortable warmth he usually feels whenever he was having heartburn or acid reflux after eating a shit-ton of brisket during Passover or Hanukkah. It was a buzzing, soft and pleasant warmth - like the feel of wearing a snug and cozy cashmere sweater on a cold, November NYC afternoon.

ordered the Alpha. “Alpha, usually, you appear all cold and intimidating, like a menacing beast, but oddly, today, you feel melancholic. They say you are really angry today, but rather than that, you sound downhearted. You are not the type to admire a lake after all,” Serenity expressed. Kieran’s eyes narrowed at her. “You think you analysed me well.” Serenity grabbed on to Kieran’s hand and pulled it down. She sternly told him: “You said that you would not be getting mad at me.”

orders Kelanar. “What should I do about it?” Hector fumbles and blushes. “Well do you like her or find her cute?” “Yeah. She is cute, but I like you, Kelanar and I want to kiss you, not her,” confesses Henry.

Mette waved to her assistant, who stood near the door and asked for her phone. “Kjære, can you come home for a bit? I need your help,” Mette said, calling Haakon. “Kjære” is a Norwegian term of endearment, meaning “dear” in English. Mette smiled, indicating that Haakon had agreed. “He’ll be home shortly, so let’s have lunch while we wait.” "Thank you." Gia reached out and squeezed Mette’s hand, feeling both relieved and indebted. Mette smiled and patted Gia’s hand.

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

I held onto Lyv’s hand tightly, afraid that the wind vortex would carry me out and separate me from her. I felt her come closer to me, her warmth instantly engulfed me. I could hear her mumble a language that was unknown to me. “Kom til mig vind, før os til det rigtige sted.” The wind picked up pace – I felt her wrap her arms around me tight as I held onto her for dear life. “Close your eyes, your highness.”, she whispered in my ear.

Taking a deep breath, 'This is for you Dada, Mommy. "A pleasant day to everyone. As Mr. Jensen said, I am Kanatha Trion. The only son of Derek and Alice Trion. I am here standing in front of you to tell not only you who are here but the whole world, that I am back. I am alive and I am claiming what's mine.

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

not like this. To Be Continued...