Kyurem 소설 & 이야기

You can never be too careful. "I'm Erik," he says. I stare at him blankly. I don't know an Erik. "Erik Cope," he says. The name still isn't ringing any bells. Is Geni trying to set me up? He clears his throat and tries a third time. "I think you have my kid." The small smile I had on my face drops, and my knees suddenly feel weak. "What?" I croak. "You're Quincy, right?" he asks. "Sarah's sister?" All I can do is nod. "Then you definitely have my kid."

Angeline quickly placed her hand over his tiny mouth, “Don’t ever talk about death again okay?” He nodded without saying anything. “You said your mama?” She asked again to be sure. “Yes, my pretty mama,” he blurted joyfully. Just then the door opened and Aurora walked in with a tray of juice for the guest. “There” Liam was pointing at her, “she is my mama” he added and Angeline turned towards her, her eyes contained something unfathomable and expressionless. “Have some Juice maam” aurora said casually as she placed the tray beside her,

This made me scared. "Please, who are you?" I asked in the most polite way possible. I did not want to annoy the woman; she was unbalanced. "Ah, finally asking me the right question." She said, smiling. She cleared her throat, I knew it was all an act, but nonetheless, it made me more attentive. "I am Ruhun Daji, and my name is Kurwa, the spirit of nature, good fortune, bliss and wellness."

I moved to stand beside Tristan. “Sorry,” Tristan said, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. “This is our older brother, Selene’s first son, Xureus.” “It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Kyra, but I am sure Tristan already mentioned me.” I smiled as I extended my hand out to him. Xureus’s gaze dropped to my hand as he shoved his hands in the front pockets of his denim jeans. “I don’t care who you are.” His tone was cold.