Reki Kyan Novels & Stories

Kavi {{ Jewel, baby come onnnnn, I really don't see what the issue is here with sending him to the summit, I mean this could mean forming new alliances with other packs on an international level, this could be huge for us }} (( Kavi Sloan, please don't make me hurt you, you want me to send my baby so far away, to an entirely different continent! where anything could go wrong! where anything could happen to him and I or we would not be able to help him ))

Reika moved away slightly to give him space. Arrax kept sipping his beer, his eyes following a beautiful figure in the crowd, " You two are together? " Reika shook her head instantly, blurted kind of impatiently, " No..I..just agreed to become his companion..May I know who you are? Pardon but I had never seen you before." Arrax took his own time to respond to her question. Keeping his eyes stuck on the moving figure in the distance crowd, he replied casually, " Arrax Domineco Keller, the king of Lycans. And you??"

Then he can take the next flight early in the morning. He took a look at the screen one more time. Wait. The man behind Reca. He was wearing a black cap and a mask covering his face. "Ray?" Niko gasped. That is Ray, he had the same scar on his left eye side. Ray, Arial ranked 1. Someone gave the order. And Kana, have they been helping each other? Reca is with Ray. She will be in danger.

Their obsession with power was evident in everything they touched. Kanzaki Rei, the next heir, stood at the center of the estate’s ancient conference hall. All six feet of him radiated quiet power. He was considered small for an Enigma, but power was never about height, it was about presence. Rei had it in spades. His cotton-candy pink hair swept across his sharp cheekbones, a signature color of the Kanzaki line, but it was his heterochromia that captivated everyone in the room. One eye glowed a soft violet, the other a pale gold. His presence wasn’t loud, yet no one dared speak while he stood.

Yuri also recalled the file that she had came across in the computer when she was on the mission when Ren was ill, and she had made the mistake of not checking to make sure that her target was indeed dead. Kami is Ryuou Kitagawa. Yuri remembered Miki’s message in the database of that CD that she had left behind. In it, Miki had stated there clearly the true identity of Kami, and how he actually concerns Yuri. Kami is Ryuou Kitagawa. Your father! Finally, Yuri found herself standing outside a pair of elaborate looking doors, golden in colour with silver edges, and it even had silver lion head knockers on it. Yuri stared at the door for several moments without moving.

Flo just shook her head while looking at the statue. “I don’t know either. I haven’t set foot in this city for a long time.” Both of them seemed confused by what was happening in the city. The name Reki Vidmann as one of the most famous scientists in the Archipelahia and even Kamina seemed meaningless in his hometown. To make sure, Alisa tried asking a number of people in the city. But the results were completely beyond her expectations. “Oh, him? Sorry Sis, I don't know." "Reki is an important figure, right?"

Lorenzo writing to his dead mother. Telling her about school. About learning to fight. About taking over the family business Always ending with "I'm sorry." Then Kyrian found an entry from three months ago. His heart stopped Dear Mumma, I saw someone today. In a magazine. A model. Russian. His name is Kyrian Volkov. He has your eyes, Mumma. Exactly like yours. Green and bright and beautiful. I know it's crazy. I know you'd probably tell me to let it go. But I can't stop thinking about him.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

“Locked rooms. His voice in my ear every day. He said I was his. Said my mother was weak. That I was weak, too, unless I let him carve it out of me. Every scar, every scream, every bruise — he told me it was proof I belonged to him.” Her throat closed. Her eyes blurred with tears. Sierra’s hand brushed briefly over her back, firm, reminding her she wasn’t alone. “But I remembered things,” Emily whispered. “A name. Elaine. My mother. Kane used her to break me. Said she was nothing. That she gave me nothing. But I held onto her name anyway. Because if I remembered her, maybe I wasn’t completely his.” Her gaze lifted across the table, locking onto Ghost. His pale eyes burned, grief and fury war

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not