Kyman Comic Novels & Stories

He just looked away. Becky answered instead, still chewing her pancake. “Yes, it’s real. Maya needs a new mum. Someone who will love her. I’m that person.” Amaya’s face turned red. “You two are disgusting. She’s not even cold in her grave, and you’re parading like peacocks. What kind of people are you?” Lucas shifted in his seat but didn’t argue. “I hope karma wears heels,” she muttered before walking out. *************************

These messages wove a story of rescue I had never seen before—one shaped by their heart and intelligence, a plan crafted to bring me back from the edge of despair. As I was immersed in the messages from my brothers, the warmth in my heart still fresh, suddenly, a new message popped up, Ethan’s avatar flashing brightly on the screen, interrupting my thoughts. Without thinking, I clicked on the message, and immediately, I sensed an urgency in the words that made my heart tighten. Ethan’s message seemed to carry with it a deeper secret, something hidden in the past that we hadn’t yet touched upon. Ethan's message was brief, but it hit me like a thunderbolt: “Ryan, I saw Ken Yimo yesterday, and

he replied him pinning him to the wall. Kyrian wasn't Abel's match back in those days but not anymore. He is now an Alpha and this makes him unstoppable has his power increased over the years since his dad died. And this made Abel no match for him either. ************************************* "Leave me alone. Don't touch me. Somebody help me." Lyla screamed from her sleep and was quickly stopped by the old man who hugged her tightly. "Sorry baby. Daddy's here. Shhhh." He said patting her back.

A massive black wolf burst through the trees ahead. Kyrian skidded to a halt. Damon. Their eyes met. The bond flared violently, alive despite everything. For one heartbeat, Damon almost reached for him. “Kyrian,” Damon said, breathless. “Stop.” Kyrian took a step back. Warriors surrounded them, forming a loose circle. Damon said quietly. “Turn back.” Kyrian shook his head. “I won’t be erased,” he said. His voice trembled but it did not break. “I won’t be hidden or locked away so you can stay comfortable.”

Serves to protect their real face known to many people. "Remember not to be too flashy." They could hear Kyra's voice from the earbuds in their ears. "Especially you, Kim. Don't get drunk." Kyra continued. Hearing what her sister said made Kim snort in annoyance. "Don't worry. I won't let my hypercar get damaged by drunkenness." Kay just smiled and shook her head at her sister's interaction. Kim and Kyra are completely opposite. Kyra is the serious type. While Kim is the opposite. She really enjoyed her life so casually. So it's no wonder they often fight.

“They lost that compass. You wouldn’t be able to borrow it even if you went to see them.” The girl scoffed. “How would you know? You’re not a Hamilton!” “I know Mr. Hamilton Sr.” The girl widened her eyes. “You can really bluff, huh! Mr. Hamilton Sr. has been dead for years!” Campian looked confused as well while Kayson asked with a smile, “Captain Wolke, have you heard of Trektus?” “Mr. Yarde, do you know the art?” Campian was both shocked and immensely delighted. The girl’s face was filled with disbelief as well. “Do you practice philosophy?”

“Just reading a web novel while waiting for the two of you.” “Ugh. Not another werewolf drama.” Kimia’s twin brother, Kamran, moaned as he sat on my other side. He had the same brown hair as Kimia, but stylishly cut so it barely brushed his eyebrows. He had on a pair of black basketball shorts and a white t-shirt. “Hey! They’re not all werewolf dramas! Some of them are wealthy CEOs who impregnated or accidently married poor girls with beautiful spirits.” “Maybe, but I’ve heard you tell Kimi enough werewolf stories to know what you usually read, Rose.”

Pak! The slap landed on Kiman’s face, the strong force flung him into the air. As Kiman dropped to the ground, he spat out a mouth full of blood. At this instant, he felt all his energy disappearing. A thought occurred to him—he was not as strong as he was when he was younger. Kiman was an old fox. He knew that he could not beat Tyr, so he gave up fighting him. “Wharton family’s fighters,” Kiman howled.

Giving him a smirk I swung my legs over the bed and made to get up but he was quickly by my side demanding that I listen to his orders. "I am from the Blue mountain pack therefore it is my own alpha Isacc that can give me such orders. Now if you will excuse me I better be getting home before I am found to be missing." I told them. I watched as the doctor gasped and took a step backwards. The Alpha Ben looked furious. "Do you realise that the blue mountain pack are not who you think them to be?" He growled angrily at me.

Kyan too felt hot liquid dripping down his face as he quickly wiped the salty water with the back of his hand "S... she'll come, aunt, don't worry...I'm sure she's somewhere stuffing her face with more ice cream," Kyan said as tears flooded his eyes uncontrollably. He thought this didn't affect him but now thinking about the girl. He found himself crying like a baby as they waited for some good news from Victor