Novels Kars Novels & Stories

he said. Scarlett looked at Viggo cynically and moved her lips, "Since when?" "Shut up and go along with it," Viggo whispered. "Is that so? Well, it's a small world... Oh, by the way," Karina said, then turned around and took something out of her bag. Karina turned back and handed Scarlett a novel written by Scarlett titled "The Underworld of Werewolves," which had just been written by Scarlett. "Can I ask for your autograph? I've been looking forward to this moment, so I always carry your novel with me wherever I go," Karina requested.

Karis sneered; she wasn't complaining, and I was sure she was looking forward to it. "A week has been so long; I thought we agreed that I am greedy for you. I am greedy for your love, touch, body, happiness and even sadness. I am greedy for everything you own little red." She knew I wasn't lying and I would keep on telling her the same thing over and over again. Karis turned around her breast pressed against my chest. She hopped circling her hand around my neck before claiming my lips. She was a very good kisser now, I taught her well these past years.

He examined it a little more and saw a rare, unusual plant. The tops of their orange bases stuck out of the earth a little. He thought he had recognized those in a garden before. Could they be? Carrots! More food! He grabbed one, wiped most of the mud off, and washed in the little creek. It smelled like a carrot. He took a minor taste, then commenced munching on it. It was a little sweet. Delicious! He saw hundreds more he could eat later! He wouldn't starve! He later found a torn, rusty old dagger. Kain gradually realized that this wanted his memory; this was now his dream. But why was he dreaming it? A foolish, mundane creature trap in the desert of boulders?

Karl placed his right hand on my hip as he looked at the book in my hands. "I'll be honest with you, I've never read a single one of these books. I saw the movies and i wanted to get the books, promising myself that I would read them, but i never did." I chuckled at Karl's words before returning the book back on the shelf. "Why are you showing me this?" I asked. Instead of answering me, Karl placed a kiss on my forehead and walked over to his music collection that I haven't seen yet. He out on an old CD and a slow classic song filled the room. It has no lyrics but it was comforting and easy on the ears.

Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more. "Recruiting for the war." He uttered ominously. KARISTUS Karistus ran, savoring her freedom after thousands of years without a physical form; Lisa was in a deep sleep in the back of the wolf's mind. Karistus couldn't allow her to interfere in the coming days, as she formed her court of enforcers. At least her mate was a good match. Karistus found nothing in his soul that was tainted. His wolf was also strong and pure, a consolation that the elemental wolf hoped would appease the human's temper when she was finally allowed out again.

"Kiska, you need to rest and eat. We're bringing down his businesses, no cartel member would dare to help him. And believe it or not, Ardian contacted us telling me that he's arranging a meet with Nestor, so looks like I will owe him another favor." "I don't know if I like your new friend. He's shady..." "But you kissed him," "True," "Karla..." "What? you mentioned him first." Karla gets up and Gus jumps down from the sofa and decided to walk away from the couple, sensing that the conversation was about to get heated. "Baby, look just rest okay. We're doing this today and everything will end before you know it." Karla looks at him in disbelief. "What about all of those late-night bedtime sto

“And this place is a desert, Osoyoos Desert.” “In which country?” He asks. “Canada, located in North America,” Karla said. “We need to find the Desert Diner, so we can ask help from a friend of my mother.” “That is a good idea.” Helios goes his hand under his cloak and reaches out something. “And also, we need to find out where Master and the others went.” He shows her a book of spells, a sun engraved on the book cover. “We’re here, and the others went away?” She asked. “No, we got separated from the others.” He tells her. “We need to go now, we should not waste time.”

I hold my breath, afraid to hope, afraid that this is real and watch silently. A very familiar and welcoming sight saunters out of one of the cars, looking very much like the big mafia boss in a black overcoat and perfect groomed hair. That tall foreboding and familiar handsome sight, so clearly strong with Carrero DNA. Strong, muscular and like this, completely different to how I normally see him.

“Where is that damn car of the devil?” And I ran myself, heading to the ground floor. Just where Chris guided me. And there, I saw three luxurious cars. A Lamborghini. Rolls Royce. And Ferrari. I cursed mentally as I don’t know what car it is. I walked closer to the vehicles, and there, I saw from afar Dr. Karsyn’s bodyguards busy playing with cards. It looks like they are gambling. “Hi! G-Good morning?” I wasn’t sure if I should greet them or not. But as soon as their eyes laid on me. They panicked and became tense. They threw the card away and formed a line as they kept their head down low. There were twenty of them. Coins are dancing on the ground as one of them tripped on the table. “A-A

The Calling Chapter 1 I am walking down the cliffy road, it’s dark out with only the street lamp to illuminate my path. I am slightly cold and very irritated at my current situation. I had gotten to my car only to discover the battery dead. Obviously the car would not start, could not even unlock the bloody door via car remote.