Kuku-ri Novels & Stories

He loved how her stares made him feel. --- The night was still young. Jesse and K were out again on the street. They just finished eating, both of them were feeling so full and satisfied with their meal. Jesse got them Shoyu ramen bowls. K was berating him for eating the pork char siu slices on the side, being that he was Jewish. He just laughed it off, clearly rebellious of his faith and even went as far as mocking Judaism. He remarked that it was getting tougher and tougher to be a bad Jew. And that if necessary, he would kill his rabbi with a pork chop without any hesitation, should his religion be an impediment at how he wanted to live his life. K was so amused at Jesse's shrewd thinking

Who looks like some kind of freaking Adonis. "If you're interested," she gives me a look that conveys- and who wouldn't be, "there's a website solely devoted to all things Roan King. And there are some seriously hot pics of him up there to drool over." Now that my Roan-King-haze has finally started to dissipate and my hormone levels are once again evening out, my brows snap together in total disbelief. "Are you telling me this guy created a website so he can promote himself?" Oh, that's going too far even for a gorgeous football playing god like him. I almost wince at my own unchecked thoughts.

I almost expect him to go invisible. “Uh, no thanks,” he mumbles. “I’ll trust you.” “What about that fruit, or whatever it is?” Rerun asks, looking upward. “Is that poisonous, too?” “No,” Kai replies. “In fact, they’re quite tasty—and very nutritious. They’re called kookiya.”

When I don't answer her fast enough, because I don't honestly know, she texts again. Geni: That's what I thought. Now what kind of ice cream do you want? Me: Mint Chocolate Chip. Breyer's. Geni: K. Give me about an hour to finish up and get there. I toss my phone on the couch and listen for any sign that Chance is waking up before unpausing my show. Claire and Jamie are going at it, high-budget porn style again, but I still can't concentrate.

It's been a couple of weeks since Karish and I got back together Despite the fear that my uncle would try to find me and kill me, life has never treated me better, I felt happy and Karish's flock became my new home. I was not officially introduced as Puna, but everyone knew I was their Jordan friend and treated me with the utmost respect. Karish and I got closer every day and became virtually inseparable. We had a daily routine that worked for both of us and allowed us to socialize as much as possible. While the afternoons were reserved for training, Karish usually spends his mornings working and I was on the other side of his office reading books from his library.

I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers. He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs. "Are you awake Hemilia? I'm sorry I wasn't in our bed, I wanted to make breakfast for you." He said not looking at me, I gawked at his strong and broad back that is able to give comforting hugs from him. "What's the special occasion?" I chuckled and walked toward him, he turned around and smiled.

BINTA I lived on a remote island on the coast of Lafiya called Rayuwa. Lafiya is a country made up of four states. Fili State, Ruwa State, Gona State and Daji state. Rayuwa is part of Daji State, and the capital of Daji is Duniya. The proximity of Rayuwa to Duniya is near. Lafiya is a developed country, but although Rayuwa is a part of Lafiya, it lacks civilisation, and because of this, it serves as a tourist attraction for Lafiya, generating millions in revenue. In Rayuwa, there were no schools, no electricity, or water supply. People usually fetched water from the streams or dug wells in their compounds. The lack of civilisation made it impossible for us to access proper medical care, and

A small insignia of a cub inside the egg appeared on my chest—I thought it was a male based on its form. The elder healer also helped me take care of the egg since I had a lot of responsibilities as the alpha of the tribe. I diligently visited the egg every dawn to incubate him and named him Ari, the lion of God. The elder healer took over once the sun rose and kept the egg warm by keeping the incubation room warm.

“What do you want to eat?” Mishka narrowed her eyes at Kiara. “Chicken and Mushroom Ritoto… no, Rissoto,” She said again and Mishka scratched her eyebrow while listening to her, “Rylie’s nanny made this today for us, and I really loved it!!!” She trailed off while Mishka recalled Christian craziness with Risotto and he was up to eat at any time even if it turns cold. “Mummy, Risutu is my new favourite, it was so yummy. I’m kicking noodle out of my favourite list.” Kiara said. Her eyes were shining, describing the first experience with Risotto while scratching the wooden table with her fork.

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❤️