Neko Koneko Novels & Stories

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

“You don’t like them? I told Diego we should get something more grand and you weren’t a kid but he kept saying you’d find them cute and you’ll like them and your chance of rejecting them would be low…I’m going to kill him…” He was literally fuming. “It’s not as if I don’t like them but what are they called?” “Oh.” He breathed and then sat beside me. He took the armless doll and explained. “This is called the kokeshi doll, as the seller said, they’re known for their hand-painted faces, floral patterns and lack of arms and legs.” He then picked up the cat. “What did she called this again? Oh, the Maneki Neko, aka, lucky cat, they’re often gotten to attract luck, wealth of happiness and I got t

He laughed. “Yes, and what about it? What do you want from us?” Mia asked. “Mia Henslor, your father runs a business of high tech huh? You’re a CEO’s daughter who lied to her parents about a trip and now you are here in your little rescue mission.” He said gaining Mia’s shock as he turned to Neko next. “Neko, a middle-aged divorced Japanese who does not have a stable job and still gets slapped by his mother.” Neko looked offended. “That is so disrespectful.” He said.

She joined him when she was done and sat across from him. “So” She started. “So?” “Don't you have anything to say?” She asked, a little surprised. “Ok fine. Hi, my name's Takumi Rengoku and I'm 16 years old. Nice to meet you.” She looked at him with a tilted head and raised an eyebrow. “This is the part where you also introduce yourself.” She couldn't stop herself from snorting. “What?” “I wasn't expecting that response. I'm Twilight Sakata and no, my parents weren't wasted when they named me. They just really loved My Little Pony.” She paused for a moment. “Actually, now that I’ve said that out loud, I think they were.”

He was a poker face as he controlled himself not to wheeze. “Thank you, sir, nice wig and costume. Are you roleplaying Kaneki Ken? Or the vampire Zero? Those contact lenses of yours were really cool. Did you buy them from Lenscon? That was a professional contact lese designer, that’s where we buy ours!” the one in green and from head to toe asked him. He just nodded and smiled awkwardly. They really thought that he was just cosplaying. “By the way, speaking of Lenscon, do you−“

I scolded myself. I was not the only one baffled by this awkward family dinner that have turned into discovery. Mr Stewart’s POV I remembered that after Collete and Kennedy passed, we wanted to adopt her but the whole process was complicated. Later when we met her at the funeral she had forgotten about us. “Yes my name is Kate Zainab Omar,” she concurred. I don’t know how to respond to this news. I and my wife quickly wrapped her in an embrace. I don’t know how many minutes we cried on each other’s shoulders. “You finally found us. I feel so ashamed to…”

"I'm sorry but I've been busy." Nico's gaze shifted to me and he looked back at Higan with a smile. "You finally brought someone? Is he the one keeping you busy?" "Hi," I greeted nervously. Nico leaned on the counter, his platinum blonde hair falling over his eyes slightly. "Hi. What's your name?" "Jamie." "Nice to meet you, Jamie. I'm glad that you're together with Hig. He sometimes wanders about like a lost soul with all his talk about not being able to love freely."

There was no Doraemon in this world, so he didn't care about using this name as his fake name. "Nobita Nobi." Hong nodded and said, "Then let's finish our duel!" He took a deep breath, tightened all the muscles on his body, and was about to strike down Monica, but... "HONG, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Hong and Monica then turned and they saw a young woman with crazy-looking sanpaku eyes, thin black eyebrows, long black hair that falls down her back and some strands that fall over her face, an ample bosom, full red lips, a toothy grin revealing her shark-like teeth and a pair of rectangular semi-rimmed glasses.

I sat up and dipped my feet in the water. "Why so sad, Goddess?" I still wasn't used to being referred to that way. "I'm just reflecting on some of my actions lately, contemplating how things might have gone differently. Who are you?" "I'm a friend of Nero's. He's been off on whatever it is his family sent him to do. My name is Kita." He sat across form me. His black hair was a stark contrast to his pale skin, making his green eyes stand out even more. "Nice to meet you, I guess. Surely you already know my name."

Rena was two years younger than Serra but she act older than fourteen. Serra sat at her stone bed and was looking at the others in the different areas of the dome. Mira sat on the far end of the corner, near the water reservoir, the water flowing thoroughly in the stone wall. She was growing corns for their lunch and Rena was behind her, preparing fire. Niko was at the other corner. He laid in the ground, topless, and Serra could see his perfectly formed abdominal muscles that lined up on his stomach, looking solid and hard. His right arm was lifted upward, twitching, and rocks floats above him like planets encircling the sun. And Niko was there at the center doing his thing. He was naked no