New Kambi Novels & Stories

"What is your name, cutie?" "Carrie." She replied. "Oh Carrie, your name is just as pretty as you, do you want to play with me?" She asked and Carrie nodded giggling. Xavier suddenly looked annoyed, "we have some persons to meet." He snapped. "You're not going to meet my husband? This the first time you'd be seeing him in two years." She practically whined. "I will after I've seen dad and mom." He wanted me to meet his parents?! I have seen his mom before but I haven't seen his dad.

The amount of respect was amazing to watch and Killian’s pride swelled. “Thank you everyone for coming to our pack dinner party. I wanted to formally announce tonight to everyone that I have found my mate and our next Luna,” he said and held his hand out to me. I placed my hand in his and stood up next to him, looking out at the pack members. I heard no murmurs or any talking. It was completely quiet as they watched us. “Luna Ember comes from our neighbors, the Timber Coven. The cat is her familiar and is to be respected and not threatened. Ember will be helping us to live our days in happiness and growth.” He raised his glass and said, “to Luna Ember.”

Samantha POV We are currently sitting in front of the television. Kaleb opened up something that he calls N*****x. I didn't know what N*****x was until he explained to me that it is an app that you can watch movies on. It is a foreign concept to me. I cannot remember if I have ever even watched television. I remember seeing one in the masters home but it was never on. "So what do you want to watch? Do you want to watch a movie or a series?" Kaleb was slowly flipping through what he called the start-up page looking for something to watch.

Dominic asked him. "Hm, I am thinking of... black knights? But, do we need to change our group name?" asked Kian. And they all said yes in unison except Kaleb and Vance. Kian raised his hands in surrender. And then, "Oh! I get it! What if...'SMΛKN TAMB'?" Kian said excitedly. "Kian!" "Luna!" Kian flinched and Kaleb is laughing like a mad man. Kian pouts crossing his arms on his chest. "Why so mean? What's wrong with that? At least it contains all of our initials." Kian mumbled.

THREAD : CAMERON IS WHIPPED AND SO IS DOMINIC, BUT IN TOTALLY DIFFERENT WAYS @cammmmon GUYS GUYS THIS IS SO FUCKING BIG WTF @cammmmon OMG DID YOU ALL SEE THE LYRICS-IN-PROCESS // THE POEMS CAMERON POSTED OMG IM ALL SHSJSKSL @cammmmon I HAVE A FRIEND WHO WENT TO MUMBAI AND IS THERE CURRENTLY AND SHE SAW CAMERON AND THEY EVEN TOOK A SELFIE AND I CANT SHARE IT BECAUSE OF PRIVACY REASONS

"Of course, I wouldn't miss your exhibition for anything and don't forget I love art." She chuckled and nodded to Layla. "Oh forgive my manners..." I said, "... This is Layla, CEO of LAYNAT brand and Layla, this is Kimberly, CEO of Kim galleries." "Hi, nice to meet you", they both greeted each other. "And this is Park Woojin, a new artist from our agency." "Hi, you can just call me Kai" "Kai?" I asked and she nodded. "I know, odd, but it's the English name I picked up."

He says in a small plea. I shake my head, unwilling to keep silent. I’m furious and if the entire world doesn’t hear it, William McQueen II will. “No, I won’t shut me up. You are to hear the truth. The Karen you knew is dead, this one is the new me and screw your opini–”

He looked around, wondering what to say, but after pestering for a while, he finally took a deep breath and looked at Ranveer. "I imported them from a different country," Naman answered. "What? How's that even possible?" Ranveer was shocked. "What? I have a business of imports and exports, can't you think that's possible for me?" Naman scoffed. Ranveer was quiet for a moment. He looked around and huffed. "If it's so, then tell me the name," he demanded. "Andrew Pearson," Naman responded. "What? You're bluffing. He can't be," Ranveer shrugged.

I watched him go, feeling a strange mix of relief and dread. When I turned back, Slade was already moving closer. "What do you want?" I asked again, stepping back instinctively. His eyes followed my movement. "Who is he?" "What?" "The guy." He stopped inches away, close enough that I could smell his cologne. "Who is he?" I swallowed. "His name is Cameron. He's new. He's in the Ink Club." Then I bit my cheek hating the way I quickly folded. This was not the plan, Kaira.

I brushed it off and walked around with Amelia. “I’m going to introduce you to some of my favorite people in this pack,” Amelia said as I followed where she went. We stopped in front of a lady who looked to be a few years older than Amelia and me. She had a caramel skin tone that went well with her big curls. “This is Karmen, she helps take care of kids with some of the ladies at the orphanage,” she said introducing us. Karmen put out her hand and I took it into a handshake.