Newkama Land Novels & Stories

I hated to tell her that she was just using her alpha skills in a different way. Karamea, as Hakeem and Gael had told me, was born of a male pack member and a human woman he met while stationed in the Air Force in New Zealand. Her mother was a part of the Māori people, an indigenious people on the mainland of New Zealand. Karamea identified strongly with her Māori culture, hence the facial tattoo and the greeting that she gave us. In fact, she spent every summer, well winter there, while she was in school with her mother’s family to help connect with her culture. She still goes back for several weeks each year to visit. She is 22 and has yet to find her mate, but doesn’t seem overly con

she said. “we’ll see darling” Roman replied, ruffling her hair. The couple stood together r as the ship finally came to harbour, Camila gasped at the huge banner that said Welcome Mr and Mrs Romero. She kissed Roman before running out of the ship and unto the sand. The island was huge from what she could see. Roman soon came and stood beside her, her put his arm around her shoulder and grinned. “welcome to the Romero Islands”.

Tearing her gaze away from them she suddenly remembered other pressing issues at hand__her dad. ~~~~* Shelly and Kiara scanned the camp site where they were staying for the night. From the rocks, she could see the beach from there. "It's not that far from the island," Kiara commented. Shelly nodded. "Yeah, I can see that." They stood on the cliffs in peaceful silence staring at everything while the birds were chirping quietly in the sky. Her cell phone rang and she saw Ace number flash on the screen. Kiara beat her to it by snatching the phone and answering it.

“Sent? By Jaxson?” Camerin nodded once. “He came with a message. Said Jaxson’s watching. Said he’ll come for what’s his.” Kate’s voice was sharp from beside me. “What does that even mean?” Camerin hesitated before speaking, eyes flicking to her, then to me. “The wolf said the land. The pack. The Luna. The baby.” His tone was flat, but there was a weight behind the words, a promise of violence coming our way.

The Misfortune Transfer System countdown hit zero. [Misfortune Transfer 100% Complete. Critical threshold reached. Misfortune erupting.] KeyboardFury's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, his face draining of color.

They had been chatting for so long when they heard someone. "Excuse me ladies… may i steal her from you ma'am " Kamala said to both women. "Sure, no problem " she stood up bidding bye to Nevena. "So, what were you talking about?" Kamala leaned closer to Nevena's ear, making her draw in her breath. "Nothing serious, just ladies talk. And you, what were you talking about?" she shifted away from him. "Juan wanted to see the designs and where the resort will be built. The presentation is tomorrow" He looked at her face from the sides. Her hair was waving because of the air. He prepared to tuck it behind her ear when she did it herself.

"He wasn't interested in the land." "He asked me one question." She looked directly at Alex. "Rose... who benefits when everyone argues about ownership instead of asking what's beneath it?" Silence followed. Alex didn't speak. He simply looked at the ring of properties again. This time... He wasn't seeing land. He was seeing a perimeter. A quiet vibration interrupted the moment. Not Obadiah's phone. Kamau's. He answered without taking his eyes off the ridge. "Kamau." A voice responded through the encrypted earpiece.