Kny Kanao Novels & Stories

Towards lunch break, from the open door of the study, Mrs. Rina seemed to be fully concentrated in front of the computer screen. Several silvery strands adorned her left loose hair. Reading glasses perched sweet in the middle of the nose bridge. The leader remains elegant in her long-sleeved white shirt. She draped her blazer on the back of the chair. “Excuse me, Ma'am,” Kalyana said, knocked on the door of the study. Bu Ani turned her gaze towards Kalyana. “What's up, Na?” she asked. “Come on, come on, sit down!” she asked, nodding at the empty chair in front of her desk.

Who looks like some kind of freaking Adonis. "If you're interested," she gives me a look that conveys- and who wouldn't be, "there's a website solely devoted to all things Roan King. And there are some seriously hot pics of him up there to drool over." Now that my Roan-King-haze has finally started to dissipate and my hormone levels are once again evening out, my brows snap together in total disbelief. "Are you telling me this guy created a website so he can promote himself?" Oh, that's going too far even for a gorgeous football playing god like him. I almost wince at my own unchecked thoughts.

She holds out her arms and I put Cyrene into them, before leaning into my mate. “I’ll bring her to you when she gets hungry. Otherwise, don’t worry, there are several of us here who want to spend time with her and get to know her,” Kenna says, sitting on the couch with Naida and Nova sitting on either side of her. “Oh, how is Kano? Did he shift?” I ask. “He did. His scales are a bit lighter than mine. It makes me wonder if the white from the polar bear DNA impacted his coloring, but he’s a beautiful shade of turquoise,” Kaylani tells me.

It was the voice of the woman that had captured her two years back when she had followed the basket to this island. “Nwanyoo (Easy),” Ejima muffled and turned her attention to the woman. She towered some feet away, with braided hair that dangles on her sides. It was impossible to see her eyes, but Ejima could see the muscle drooping on her shoulders like a watermelon. Save for the fact that women hardly wear weapons, Ejima has never seen a woman with such height and power. Her status could send even the bravest man on their knees.

The girl said. “Same here. I actually thought that this book wasn’t popular but you’re reading it as well. Oh, I’m Kayne by the way, Kayne David.” “I’m Natsumi Koga, it’s nice to meet you!” “Ah yes, you as well. I was actually about to ask if you always come here.” Kayne asked. “Uhuh, I always go to this café every time I go to town, this is actually kind of my spot, haha.”

I wave at her as I rush out of the kitchen before she asks me to spend time with her another day. I normally find the gym empty when I come down, but today Santino is around, and he is lifting some weights, as if he even needs to. His body is already in perfect shape, and the weights must weigh like paper to him. Besides that, he does look hot in black gym shorts and a black vest that shows off the large muscles on his arms. I wet my lips and averted my eyes instantly. I know he has noticed me staring, he notices everything; he just chooses what topic to speak about.

And one of them is Kanaye. Unlike June, Kanaye is super extroverted and easy-going. That's why he’s already talking to the other guy at the back whom he met for the very first time today. Well, he already knows that June is not in the mood for talking so he finds a way to talk to others.

Kanyon held her by her underarms, lifting her up and setting her to sit on the countertop. She propped one leg over his shoulder while he pressed the other down on the surface of the counter. With his long fingers, he shifted her underwear to the side. His middle finger didn't waste any time as it found her hole. Kanyon's head dropped to her left breast and with expertise, he sucked on it like a thirsty calf. He moved to the other one, wrapping his tongue around her nipple like a warm towel.

If they had overpowered Kiran, it would be one thing, but the spectacle of a dozen Sunland ninjas unable to even touch him was downright embarrassing. "Stop!" At that moment, Nakamura stepped forward and shouted. "Hai!" Responding immediately, Ono and the other ninjas halted and stepped back, sweating and eyeing Kiran with a mix of anger and confusion, unable to comprehend the level of his skills. Kiran gently set Rain down from his embrace and landed gracefully from the air. "Who are you?" Nakamura asked, looking intently at Kiran. "Kiran York," he replied. "Kiran York?" Nakamura's expression shifted slightly; he was familiar with the name.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.