Na Miss Kita Novels & Stories

Kita, feeling a little bashful and uneasy, not knowing exactly what to say, slightly re-positioned herself on the sofa. "Yes, you may have seen a photo of me," Kita replied, knowing that Ms. Cole had to know who she was. Especially since she was the girl supposed to marry Lyle, well, Kenneth Cole. And how could she forget all the drama that had taken place in Baha Mar between her and her son Kenneth? But Kita tried her hardest to keep a pleasant smile on her face. She sat there waiting, not knowing how she would be received. Would Ms. Cole ask her to leave her home, or would she try to get to know her?

Malachi and Levi drove to the Council ranch in silence. Levi had spent two full days silencing the Mexican cartel in Anaheim, making sure there would be no blow back to Kai. The Council’s ranch, in Montana, was located on Bitterroot Lake. It was built on the river with groves of trees flanking the house. It had wide open spaces, and it was quiet. The Council held meetings there, and once or twice, they’d invited future Council Alphas to the ranch.

I miss her every moment of every day. “I’ll be in Kilokilo for a week,” Maddox says as he pulls the shiny red sports car–his baby–into the parking lot at the Port of Maatua. “Then I have a week of meetings here on Maatua. I’d like to come to Crescent Falls after that, a bit early. Do you think Maddy would mind?”

Mansterville Part 1 ~Waverly~ It was around the end of October when the convoy of moving trucks rolled up in front of the gated old mansion that sat just across the road from us. I had heard them coming down the private drive, gears grinding & shifting. I was actually very impressed they had managed to maneuver the huge 18 wheelers down the winding narrowed pig trail. I stopped halfway up the stairs rushing back down to the sitting room as fast as I could.

she pulled her hair out of the way "I'm going to Lake Creek" She watched his eyes widen as he began to mumble something in... Was that fear? She heard a mumbled ".... doom" before he wound up his window and zoomed off. She stood back quickly in shock. Doom? What was that?! She managed to get another cab and also bent as he wound down "Hello, miss. Where to?" "Hello sir, Lake Creek please" The man stared at her for a while before bursting into laughter. She frowned, not getting what the laughter was about.

I said. “If you want, legs, but we should have been training you long before this.” River shook his head. “Yeah, I know,” I sighed. River kissed the top of my head. We walked back to the house together. The barrel race for the following weekend was in Anaconda. The prize was five hundred dollars for first place, and of course, there was an entry fee. The big one that was five thousand dollars for first place was in Missoula. Missoula was an hour and a half from Anaconda. River and I had practiced the entire day. I hated that it took up my whole Sunday.