Kny Kanao Novels & Stories

He's still the same guy that caused you trouble in high school, she reminds herself. Deep down though, she knows she doesn't mind it as before. Anyway, below deck, a tall, lanky Latino figure about twenty-one years of age with a jet-black ponytailed hair- Keith- stood waiting for the duo. “Come on, kids, I haven’t got all day,” he says with a really urgent expression when he looked up to see them approaching.

Shion is about to answer back but the door finally opened. Shion's jaw almost hit the ground. Kana is wearing a very big white button-up shirt and Shion can see that his hubby is not wearing anything down there. "L-love?" He stuttered. Kana walks to him and circles his arms around Shion's shoulder. Their bodies are pressing with each other especially their crotch. "Why do you look like you're about to eat me?" Kana asked seductively. Shion gulped and snakes his arms around Kana's waist.

Giada added. " It's King's loss." He decided to go along with his dumb sister's idea anyhow. But have you ever considered whether he liked you? Maybe you misread the signs." Ximena attempted to reason with her. " You have a point, but I'd like to get to know Kye a little better." He's 6'5, attractive, with a chiseled jaw, expressive hazel eyes, and a messy, textured cut with a scruffy beard," she described as Ximena listened on the phone.

She could recognize that voice from anywhere. "Kylian"

Yeah, that was how broad it was. “Finally, the star for tonight has arrived!” Daniyi said with a broad smile as he walked out of an opened lift at the left side of the grand living room. He wore a designated black Thobe and his hair was covered with a black and white checkered Keffiyeh scarf which was tied with an agal. It looked like a typical wealthy Arabic man. I stood up from my seat and smiled at him. “Thanks for having us here,” I said with a warm smile.

Cinzia grabs my arm as soon as I’ve put the cups down, getting me to stand upright. “This is her, Antonio. What do you think?” She asks the man with his double chin and his little eyes remind me of a pig. “She is cute, but way too skinny.” He scratches his chin pensively as he eyes me up. “But that is nothing we can’t work with. We will have to deduct the feeding before she can be sold off from the price we will get for her as well.” My blood freezes in my veins as I stare at him wide-eyed. Inexplicably, my gaze falls onto Domenico instinctively, but he just watches me with a frown.

Chris tried to hug Salina. "Don't listen to Kanaya, Salina. My cousin is a shameless woman. I don't even want to call her my cousin." "That's right, Salina. I did work in a brothel, but I was never touched by any man except my husband, Lucas Arkano Dinov," Kanaya said firmly. "What? Your husband's name is Lucas Arkano Dinov? Are you sure, Kanaya?" Freya asked in surprise. "Yes, he's my husband."

The designer suit with the shirt that felt like they made it to soothe him to sleep was beyond the pay grade of most 18-year-old boys. The last thought made Reyan grin, his brilliant white teeth flashing for a moment. He was nothing like most teenage boys. Kano knocked on the door and a short woman in all black answered the door. “KK,” she exclaimed with pleasure, “I haven’t seen you in far too long.” Kano leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “Spira, it’s so good to see you.” Handing her the bottle of wine he’d been holding, he turned to his young counterpart and gestured toward the woman.

“I think I know.” Everly says. We all turn around when she speaks. We had no idea that the three of them had walked into the room. I shook my head when Kylynn called Korey and asked where they were. I heard him tell her that they were on their way. I smirked when he ignored the fact that she was yelling at him. He is more than used to how these two are and knows when they are really pissed. Zack has Alyani up on the giant screen on the wall. I am positive when I say she was not what any of us expected when she popped up on TV. Alyani is a tiny little thing. She can’t be more than 5’0” with long platinum blonde hair that fades into a purple-blue colour halfway down. Ironically the

Ryu needed to convince Kaname Nakamura that he was an official Kuryugumi representative, sent directly from Osaka. Kaname smiled again, glancing at Kyoko, who stood still, unsure whether she should shake hands too. Kyoko, of course, didn’t appear very friendly. Her face was blank, and her hands were clasped in front of her, showing no intention of offering a handshake. She simply bowed respectfully. "This is my secretary. I need her here, or my day would be a mess." Ryu explained Kyoko’s presence with a wide smile. "Oh, I understand. I also sometimes feel very dependent on my secretary." Kaname nodded in understanding and gestured for Ryu to sit. Kyoko knelt behind Ryu, listening carefully.