Lil Kai Yin Novels & Stories

Kai says, opening the car door for me. “Besides, Lily doesn’t have a scent, remember.” I bite my bottom lip and feel the beginning of a headache starting. Kai starts up the car and lets out a sigh, and I look over at him. He is everything I could ever want in a man; he’s a protector, a warrior, a deadly Alpha who loves me and worships me like a Goddess. My hand goes to my stomach as I remember DA Westcott’s words right before I snapped, and my eyes widen.

Shouldn't she be embarrassing Ling Yiran instead? 'Ling Yiran is probably just a breath of fresh air to Yu Kaihao. You Keer is much better than Ling Yiran, regardless of figure and looks! Why is Yu Kaihao defending Ling Yiran instead of You Keer?' Guan Lili only felt that the current situation could not be explained with common sense!

"Sir, this is the data you're asking for" said a man sitting right next to the driver while handing a tablet to someone sitting in the back seat of a luxury Audi R8 which is splitting the New York street. A person called Sir then immediately took a tablet given by the person who is none other than his secretary. He reads carefully the data provided to him, Profile Name : Elliona Nayvelin Lim Nickname : LiOn Birth : South Korea, September 22, 1994

I ask the girl I met. "Zion and Khai are fighting in the school gym! I'm going to watch it. Bye!" She hurriedly says and runs away. But what did she say? Zion and Khai!? Is he talking about Khai Yixel Chenault!? But... Khai is still in his house. How come he is already here? And who is that Zion? "Oh my god!" I uttered in shock. I remember that name. So, it was Khai. Gosh! Again??

Kane lightly scratched his head. “Good morning, Commander!” Luan greeted everyone with a halan salute. He wore the same dark green combat uniform as everyone. He was eighteen and shared a slight resemblance to Alleki except for his golden shoulder-length hair. “It is still early. I guess the others are waiting in the battleground. We’ll have a quick ceremonial rite before traveling.” Alleki held his sleeve and breathed out. Everyone looked excited, except Yulli, with a distressed face. Seti looked at her beloved and murmured to his ear. “I will just see you off, okay? I promise to search for Malaika in case Madar and his team failed to do so.”

Lilith begs, her voice a few octaves higher than usual, her heels locking behind Khai’s back as she tries to drag him back to her pussy. Her eyes crossed with need as she struggles to keep her body still, circling her hips to try and find any type of friction to bring her pleasure. "I know baby, I know," Khai reassures her, pressing his thumb to her clit in circular motions giving her precisely what she wants. She whimpers, her sounds deep and guttural as need courses through her veins. I'm stood fighting it, holding out to fuck here when the time comes that we cannot deny it.

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.

They moved around the room with easy familiarity, preparing tools and jewelry. “You must be Lila,” Jax said, his deep voice sending a small shiver through her. He looked her up and down slowly. “You’re even prettier than you sounded on the phone.” Kai smiled warmly as he adjusted the lighting. “Nervous?” “A little,” Lila admitted, tucking a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear. She was wearing a simple white tank top and a flowing black skirt. At twenty-six, she had never done anything this bold before.

I look around the table — Mason's jaw doing that thing where he's actually taking something seriously, Kai's phone finally face-down on the table — and something in my chest goes warm and stupid. "We're in," I say, because someone has to say it first. "I'm gonna look insane cheering at your cheerleading thing, but I'm in." "I'll be there with a sign," Kai says. "It will say 'Lila is doing the thing' and it will be very professional." "That's the worst sign ever," Lila says. "It's honest," Kai defends himself. "You are, in fact, doing a thing. Multiple things if we're being technical. Jumping, yelling, existing as a human being—"

He moved through the world with less fear and more private focus. Lila, fifteen and already carrying the same green-eyed stillness that unnerved adults, had developed a taste for clothing that left shoulders, midriff, and long stretches of thigh bare. Elara had tried, more than once, to suggest hemlines and coverage. Kai had only shrugged and said, “Let her be. She knows the difference between a party and a problem.” Lila loved him for the freedom. She still called him her bestie in private, and the loyalty ran deeper than any of the recent tensions with her mother.