Kny Nezuko Novels & Stories

good Kiyara, way to embarrass your self. “She is my designer head NK" he said with frustration clear in his voice and I just nodded in confirmation. And with that I felt two heated stares on me. Come on I am not an object stop staring at me... “Thank god! She is not your girlfriend...!!!!” NK said with a smirk on his face and came towards me took my hand slowly and placed a feather like kiss on my hand... sending shivers through my body... this meeting is going to be interesting....!

"Go to Aunt Cleo!" Aqua's heart pounded in her chest as she stumbled towards the door, her legs shaking with fear. She glanced back to see her parents fighting valiantly, their magic clashing with the dark energy of their attackers. Milak's elemental fury and Zara's healing light intertwined in a beautiful yet tragic dance of power and sacrifice. But it wasn't enough. Milak fell first, a blast of dark energy striking him down. Zara's scream of anguish pierced the air as she knelt beside him, her light flickering and fading. The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares.

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

He was right when he said Keroline would be the perfect Luna for their pack. “You’ve organized quite the celebration,” Giovanni said approvingly. He was impressed by the grand feast organised in their favor. Nikita smiled proudly. “Only the best for the future family.” Zenith hadn’t said a single word. Because he wasn’t looking at Keroline but violet. His wolf was silent observing his mate’s every reaction and emotion. ‘Mate is scared.’ Ruth mused.

With them and my sister, no one can defeat the trio unbeatable but I wish they weren't that over-protective of us. I remembered that one time, Faine and I went to a nightclub with a couple of friends just to have fun, we were dancing on the platform where many people joined us and had fun like us. Yelling and singing like idiots, also alcohols but who snitched on us and told our siblings that we were at a nightclub? I'm still searching for the guilty because of them we were dragged out by two fucking big ass warriors. It's been 5 years since we didn't see them, they are the knights of the Rosla. Akito is the Captain of White Knights, he's like the second commander of the army and Kai is the

Why am I stuck with these little kids! Welcome to crazy ride of Seirryu. What do you think about Kazuo-kai's story? See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

~ Knock ~ Knock Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. Harshika came out of her thought and turned with the thinking that who is knocking when the door is already open. Harshika raised her brow in confusion by seeing a young girl who standing in front of the room. She nodded with a confusion in the way to reply to the girl who sought her permission to enter the room, “Madam, Can I come in ??.” After getting harshika attention, the girl sheeba, who is working as a maid in RN mansion, walked into the room in an obedient manner and informed harshika about her cousin's arrival in a servile tone,

"And I haven't needed to touch anything." "Then what on earth are you doing?" "I'm counting." "Counting what?!" "The cost of waiting." Before Meglo could respond, a tall man wearing a pristine white engineering coat approached them at a brisk pace. "Meglo." "David," Meglo said, sounding relieved. He gestured to Ethan. "This is Ethan Vale. Horizon's crisis specialist." David Cole looked Ethan up and down, taking in the ordinary suit and the conspicuous lack of diagnostic equipment. Something about the man's calm demeanor seemed to irritate David further. He chuckled dismissively, the sound sharp with contempt.

Akio is really Yūri, and she’s the daughter of a Yakuza boss. My mind hadn’t considered that Kitsune was connected to Yūri. I didn't want to believe that possibility. Even though it would make sense that Kitsune is connected to a Yakuza, there’s only one in the state. The next day I was back at work banging my head into the metaphoric brick wall as I was getting nowhere closer to catching Kitsune.

She had somehow managed to disappear into his closet and emerge wearing one of his white shirts. It reached halfway down her thighs. Her dried hair was pushed over one shoulder. Kane stopped. Mona glanced at him. Her eyes immediately brightened. "I'll call you later. Bye." She ended the call. Kane folded his arms. She pointed toward the kitchen. "Adam made ramen." Kane glanced over. Two bowls sat on the counter, steam curling into the air. Adam had added soft-boiled eggs, green onions, mushrooms, and slices of meat.