Kny Gyomei Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

Valen rumbled. Confused, I thought he’d spoken to me, but then I saw Konah, covered in dark yellow scales, not quite golden in color. He, too, wore only pants. How the hell were they doing that? “He is yours,” Konah agreed and my delirious mind wanted both of them to keep speaking so I could bask in the richness of their voices. Not helping brain!

“Gator, this is Nya,” Slate, the dragon king, said as Nya followed him over to where the others were training. The fellow in question, a ginormous man, only an inch or so shorter than Slate himself, with massive, bulging muscles, was dressed all in black, a similar outfit to the one Slate always wore, except there were no red accents. Gator eyed Nya for a moment, his eyes traveling from her head to her toes and then back again. He nodded, his dark, shoulder-length hair swaying slightly with the movement of his head. “Nya?” he questioned.

-I do not understand what it says, I checked the staff papers before arriving and there is nothing out of what you asked- -So what have I got before me?- He noticed the petite, slim woman with crystalline golden eyes and an ordinary face framed in short, shiny dark hair. Leo studied the woman for a few seconds and found nothing strange. He recognized it, remembering the image in his file. Silver Miller, Head of Design Department, 23, Beta. Just in case he checked her neck and found nothing but a thin, unadorned gold chain. Not even the characteristic protective necklace of omegas and even less the trace of a supposed brand.

Yo, okay Na hokshi molla gyeonggohaneunde (Jal deureo) jigeum wiheomhae (So dangerous) Jakku nareul jageukaji ma (Keunil na) nado nal molla “Omo?!” Mira being surprised and hold Hyomi’s hand. “Why?!” “This the one of popular song from XD!” “This song?!” Hyomi asked louder. “Yes! Let’s go inside!” Hyomi had no choice but to give up Mira's instructions, which led her to go inside. The central of atrium. Hyomi knows this place. It is a paradise for K-pop from all over the world and one of the most favorite tourist spots for tourists. And Mira never gets tired of coming here many times.

My name was Connor Brewer, and I was a delivery driver. Every time I dropped off an order at the gym, my eyes were drawn to the attractive women there. Every single one of them was in incredible shape. They wore yoga pants and white tank tops. When they squatted, their figures were impossible to miss. People said that the women at the gym liked to play the field. Unfortunately, none of them paid any attention to me. It bothered me whenever I saw wealthy guys surrounded by women.

“Sawadee Kha.” Kla was wearing a bright blue shirt with tiny white palm trees embroidered onto it and he had paired it with white dress pants. His sunglasses covered most of his face and the light afternoon wind blew his hair onto his forehead, making him look a lot younger than his age. In fact, Kla was only four years older than Kim and Kaya, making him thirty three years old. “Sawadee Khap, Khun Kanya.” Kla bowed slightly in greeting as Kaya raised her hands in greeting. “Did you come for a swim?”

I could tell from their eyes that those who were jailed were from Kósmima – they looked fatigued and had a dull look in their eyes. Tears started forming in the corner of my eyes. I didn’t know why I was feeling so sad seeing this playing out. As the video progressed, there came a woman with jet black hair, raising a cube. I didn’t understand what it was, but I had chills from looking at it. It burned bright and the five knights that were facing her suddenly dropped to the ground, the man in the center with a buzz-cut hair stood staggering, facing the woman who was smiling.

"Dinner's ready, babe." Jesse hollered enthusiastically, opening the door to his small walk-in closet. His heart skipped a beat and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he saw K, standing and looking at herself in front of the full-length mirror, wearing a white dress. The white dress.

"Each time I try to get them to calm down, it only worsens it. They are poisoned or something. Something bigger is at play here." Suddenly, Ky's voice pierced the air, a sharp cry of pain that suggested he'd been stabbed in the stomach. He leaped up, only to double over in sheer agony. Both Kael and Knox reacted immediately, their connection to Ky making them acutely aware of his suffering. In his confusion and pain, Kael turned to me, pleading, "Sky, fix it. His stomach hurts." "Fuck, something is happening... to her..." Knox cursed. "To her?" I echoed, understanding dawning. Knox was referring to Naomi, but we dared not say her name in Ky's current state.