Konosuba Novels & Stories

Hee yamko rambe yamko aronawa kombe Hee yamko rambe yamko aronawa kombe Teemi nokibe kubano ko bombe ko Yuma no bungo awe ade Teemi nokibe kubano ko bombe ko Yuma no bungo awe ade Hongke hongke hongke riro Hongke jombe jombe riro Hongke hongke hongke riro Hongke jombe jombe riro.

He swore in his heart. * Coco and the kids were watching anime when Cara walked in. Gabriel was imitating one of the characters in the anime. "Look Mom, I am that animal person," he pointed at the boar head character in the screen, Dion shook his head at his brother. "His name is Inosuke and he is not an animal person." "Then why does he have that animal head on his head," Gabriel tilted his head curiously. "It's his mask dumbass, you've seen his face before, haven't you?" Dion faceplamed his forehead dramatically. Gabriel nodded lost in thoughts.

Montemayor intones, “Kate has a celebrity bf. Are you sure you can concentrate on the UPCAT today, Kate Bear?” Mrs. Montemayor was a big fan of the oldie series Care Bears, along with Sailor Moon, Troll Dolls and tiny plastic aroma beads called “Kisses”. The last, when Mrs. Montemayor was in high school, she would place in groups of threes in a wet cotton ball. She would store them inside her pencil case for three days and, when she checked on them again, the Kisses had already given birth to other Kisses. Or so she said.

“Can we watch Toaster Ninjas? Please, daddy!” Alec smiled. “What's that?” “It's a cool animation where kitchen appliances turn into ninjas at night and battle crumbs,” Nathaniel explained. “I want Princess Power Squad,” Eloise pouted. “It's more fun. Princesses use their friendship and elemental powers to save their kingdom.” “That's boring,” Damian drawled and turned to Alec. “You'll love Captain Zog and the Moon Monkeys, Daddy. A space captain and his monkey crew fight space pirates and eat cosmic bananas.”

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

Marcus said. Adrian took a slow drink from his glass. “I usually am.” Marcus smirked. “That’s what makes you interesting.” Adrian didn’t respond. But he didn’t leave either. Marcus leaned forward slightly. “Tell me something.” Adrian glanced up. “What?” “Is it true?” “What?” “That you’re the king’s executioner.” Adrian shrugged. “Yes.” Marcus let out a soft whistle. “That’s a dangerous job.” Adrian set the glass down. “They all are.”

Ellie clutched a sodden map, her knuckles white. “Brazil. Scotland. Japan. Egypt. Rome,” she muttered, scanning Voss’s scribbled notes. “They’re waking up everywhere. All at once.” Dr. Voss tightened the ropes of the sail. Her face was pale but determined. “The Chimera was never singular. It was a herald. And heralds are never alone.” Cerebus stood at the bow, fur plastered by rain, three heads scanning the darkness. Alpha was still. Beta watched the horizon. Gamma growled at the storm.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

The creature from below climbed onto the final step. Its massive body blocked the staircase. Scales covered it from throat to tail, pale as old bone. The hanging lanterns beneath its horns burned with gold fire. It lowered its head toward Shigure. He did not raise his weapon. Still angry? The creature snapped at him. Its jaws closed inches from his face. Shigure smiled faintly. Yes. Kiyomi stared. You know that thing? It has a name. What? Harun. The creature rumbled. The bridge shook.

I say as I race to catch up to Brooke. “Bye, Mom! We’ll be back soon!” Cyrene says. “Don’t go too far, Iniko. You’re getting close to your first shift,” she calls out. “We’re just going to the mountain,” I call back. “Go, Kiko, go!” Cyrene says, encouraging me to catch up to Brooke. I love that Cyrene is nine years old and still calls me Kiko. She’s the only one who does. It’s just like she still calls Cal Calgon. No one cares to correct her because she’s Cyrene.