Kuki Urie Novels & Stories

Louis slowly lowered the lid of his laptop. With trembling fingers he found a pack of cigarettes and lit it. That's all. End. Their romance with Kitsune is over ... And this time he put an end to it. He sat, stunned, not understanding how it happened, inhaling and exhaling hot acrid smoke.

Selene can’t help him either. After much deliberation and with a firm resolve to free his sister, Uriel remembers someone he never thought he’d contact again: Kaelan Darkmane. He has the strength and power to pull this off and could get here quickly. If Uriel has to call in a favor, he will—even if it means paying the consequences later. After a short call and Kaelan’s surprising agreement to come without asking many questions—which is very unlike him—Uriel waits patiently. About an hour later, he hears heavy breathing and low growls coming through the forest. He’s close.

Uri was startled for the second time, then he showed a half-trusted face: "Do you know where my friend is?" The man nonchalantly nodded. Uri frowned slightly, his eyes filled with anticipation. He asked, "Why should I believe you?" The man had a big stupid grin, reaching into his cloak to pull something out. He raised it in front of Uri, and waved the object in his hand: "This is your friend's, right?" Under the light, Uri could see that it was a square, with a portrait of a person. Uri felt that the object was a bit familiar. After looking at the word "JSK", he immediately recognized it as Neil's business card!

This was him, the him he wanted Uriel to remember. Staring, he didn't seem fazed. Instead, he smiled, and joined in. "Kim Uriel, December. Our moons are each other's other half. I live in Tokyo, though I'm from Daegu. I like to paint, and my favourite person, though I can barely call him a full person because he's so short, is you," Uriel melodically hummed, rocking Erin back and forth.