Kudryavka Laika Novels & Stories

Lissa smiled at the audience, ‘Maya and Kyla are highly trained guard dogs, being hybrids they are much more intelligent than the average German Shepherd, they are also quicker and much more powerful. I am going to give you a demonstration but I must ask that you all remain seated and stay as quiet as you can. Thank you.’

she winked conspiratorially and flew into the audience like a whirlwind. “I won’t be surprised if she managed to ruffle everyone that she saw me resting with you. “Not with you, but with us,” Elka corrected and let Lily go ahead. - Get used to it. Let's go to the first batch. Fedenka, of course, is vile, but he tries not to touch the first desks, the gallery gets it. — Fedenka? Lilya asked, taking out her notebook. — Fyodor Mikhailovich. And here he is. Good afternoon, Fyodor Mikhalych, - Elya smiled affably at a young man of repulsive appearance.

"We'll figure it out. Don't worry." "Of course, we will," Wanda said, her smile evident in her voice as well as her eyes. "It's not like we haven't seen stranger things lately. I mean, a dog who looks like a wolf the size of a bear, but who moves like a lion? That's pretty out there." Laci laughed, but the shaking of her stomach made her wince in pain just as soon as she started. "I wouldn't let Kree hear you call him a dog. He finds it extremely rude."

Bryer grits her teeth. “Lower your tone when you talk to me, Bryer” she cuts her off, “remember, I am his mate and that makes me the Luna of your pack, a pack which you are still under and let’s not forget, you should be grateful that we haven’t told Zach about you yet” “Do not flatter yourself, Odette” she leans forward, “do you like Malachi in bed that much? I mean, he is good..so good..I can literally still feel my toes curling as he rammed into me like a hungry beast”

All that stood in contrast to her pale smooth skin and bright red hair that looked as well kept as a Member of Parliament. “First time was a peacekeeping mission at Western Marshlands. Kolik raiders were frequent and as well as a few Birchmen tribes running out for a quick meal.” “I’ve faced the Birchmen, in the Western Marshlands Campaign. They are a relentless enemy.” Likaya stepped closer towards the steamboat’s railing, standing beside her Lieutenant. She stank of coffee and mint tea. “Relentless is a general term, would you care to be more specific?” She asked, offering him a rolled up stick of orange candy. He refused.

He piled them onto his plate. Dmitri glanced up from his paper, his antlers hung with pine cones. Leshys were famously bad at accessorizing. “A domovoi never lies. You would be wise to heed Osya's words.” “Osya can dance with Morena,” Morozko said, referring to the Slavic goddess of winter and death. He glanced at Anya. “I need a human's affection like I need a sword in the side. Like I said, she is my decoration, nothing more. Cute, but a useless trinket. She cannot dance, can she?”

She asked him instead. “I’ll find my fellow mermen here.” “Suit yourself.” She said. “Just take care of Yntreia. I’ll see you later.” She followed Margarette as they went through the thick crowd. She saw a lavishly dressed Kapre smoking his famously favored tobacco. There were also heavily armored Dwarves, having a contest in arm wrestling. She caught glimpse of some winged women called Harpies, circling above ground. They kept on going until they reached the Virsathen’s tree trunk.