Koi Novels & Stories

The adorable little dog, the Yorkshire Terrier, Jojo might not have been human, but he was a big my character and I can't forget him in this. Jojo was Alex's best friend and companion, he loves Alex and he loves food, we can never tell which he loves the more. Although he doesn't show Alex how much he cares whenever his around, but even Amanda can't help but call them cute whenever Alex returns from work and Jojo is all around him.

With the exemption of their leader, Mamang Turiya, the tribe did not have any upper or lower castes. All of them considered one another as companions and equals. It was only seven years ago when another Sole, Vermilion catcher and redeemer whose presence were only present every century, was discovered. Her name was Ligaya. She was the hope the Ibawnons had hoped for. The one person in a century who could possibly defeat the Sole of Malignobons. For the past

That aroma, an almost aching perfume that clamped down upon the muscles while simultaneously rendering you more relaxed than you’d ever felt in your life. I was reminded, for the first time, of a Lamia – a creature with the head and torso of a woman and the lower body of a snake, who’s alluring gaze would gull you into coming even closer for a kiss, just one pretty kiss… and then her fangs would strike you. Before you even became aware that her coils were unraveling and winding themselves across your entire body, binding you, the enchantment carried within that kiss would render you adoring, and fully within the Lamia’s control. But then, I’ll bet a man wrote that story. Perhaps that man had

Instinctively, I moved closer to Mark but lifted my fists once more. "You sure strike hard and fast, but they should have named you Rabid instead of Cobra." Hans laughed, grabbing my attention as Crusher nodded at me before taking his leave from the cage. "I like Cobra. I think it fits her." Mark said, and my head whipped around to look up at him. I felt like I was in a haze. The fog around me was so thick that I couldn't take in a full breath.

I turned away from the conversation. The same couldn’t be said for the entourage approaching us. The Vor and her mate, a freaking nine-tailed Kitsune. They were practically nonexistent and yet after frolicking in the wild on her own for years, she’d managed to snag one as her mate. She was the seasonal host for Spring and it shouldn’t have surprised me that she’d be here. It was her right to attend our transition from Vor to Sumar, but she’d never shown up before. Until she’d found her mate, she’d been in seclusion and rarely made appearances. I kept my eyes on him as they approached. With him by my side, I’d come out of seclusion, too. But in my blatant perusal, I’d let myself forget the tr

Between Martha and Bob stands one with blue eyes like her mother's. Her blonde hair is in two little pink ponytails that match her little dress. Her blonde hair is tied up in two little pink ponytails that match her little dress. -This is our daughter Kaia, Kaia, this is Kara- Martha introduces us. I duck as she comes running towards me. She jumps on top of me and I catch her in time so she doesn't fall. -You're the one who always talks my daddy- she says excitedly and smiles at me showing me some small dimples and her teeth, which have two spaces because of the fall of these making her even more adorable.

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

It rose on its hind legs once more. Early bestiaries had associated the Kuma-wani dragon with creatures of the same habitat: the Yumi Sakana (archerfish), which could eject a stream of water to the surface in order to shoot down prey, and the northern Fulmar bird, which nested on rocky clifftop ledges and whose name translated to “foul mew” in the old northern tongue because of its nasty habit of spitting an unpleasant-smelling oil at its enemies. But because these creatures could only ever deploy their mode of defense in a straight line, the water dragon had also been compared with the silkworm, the swiftlet, the Yukata Yamashirogumo (spitting spider) and the very exotic Kindutran velvet wo

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

Kane looked down. A small fish swam lazily in the bowl. "...Stanley," he repeated. "He's been with me for a while," Mona said, crouching slightly, tapping the glass gently. "Say hi." Kane huffed a quiet laugh. "Hey, Stanley." Mona grinned. "See? He likes you already." Kane shook his head slightly, but there was something softer in his expression now. "Ready?" he asked. Mona stood, grabbing her bag.