Revenant Kitana Novels & Stories

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

*** When they got out of their cars in front of Jeremy’s mansion, they met yet another challenger who stood between them and the entrance. This one was Katie Steven, a drop-dead gorgeous black lady, who was not only a warrior but was also a famous model. She wore the tiniest jeans shorts, a sexy black tube top that covered just her boobs, and no footwear. She obviously meant business. “Katie…” Stan bellowed. Katie was on his squad. She was one of his best warriors and he sure as hell didn’t want Jeremy or Philip wounding her.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama EIGHT VENDETTA I put on the black curvy dress that was actually an option after lot of thought and help with my gold heels and I brush my hair in a curvy length and apply some eye liner and a red lipsticks. After a little view at myself in the mirror I head out of my room and I met the girl Laura working on her system and her eye widened immediately she saw me.

' --------------- "GORDAN CHEN!!! GET OUT HERE!!!" *Bang! Bang! Bang!* A furious Jackson Connors and his girlfriend Kitana were banging on the doors of Gordan's old dojo, flanked by Karen Edgar and Aliyah Nasser. "Kitana, call Gordan. I'm sure he will pick up your call if he cares at all about his dojo." said Karen. "You know what, Kitana? We'll take a picture of you standing in front of his dojo and send it to him." added Aliyah.

They laughed while splashing water on each other. Vikas didn't participate much and after washing himself, he simply sat on the rock. His eyes were on Tanisi. Tanisi was wearing a deep purple Antariya(Top cloth which was used for covering when the weather was cold and folded and hung from left shoulder during hotter days), Kanchuka(bodice) and Uttareeya(5 meter cloth which resembled current Indian attire of Saree tied like a modern day dhoti allowing free movement of the legs). That was the attire of the women of Nishantha. She had minimal jewellery compared to other women. But she had applied the kohl around her eyes like the others and for once instead of plaiting, she had let her long, lu

Because the Revenant wasn’t just hunting me. It was bound to me. Summoned by someone's blood oath and stolen rites, it couldn’t be banished, it only sated. And it would only be sated when I was gone. The worst part was that no one else could fight it. When Jason tried to shield me, the Revenant passed through his shadows like mist. When Kael hurled fire, it drank the flames and grew stronger. When Elian poured starlight into the room, the spirit gave a loud sound like that of a bone breaking gradually.

FL: Ravenna Skye: a fallen heiress, bold and nearly broken ML: Killian Drake: a cold, stone-faced billionaire with filthy appetites . . “Say it again,” Killian growled, his mouth at Ravenna’s ear, voice deep and ragged as the glass desk rattled beneath her bare ass. Ravenna moaned, her thighs spread wide, his cock buried to the hilt inside her dripping heat. Her fingers gripped the edge of the desk, eyes glazed and lips trembling.

Kian, now fully operating in the black, was pale and watchful, a silent shadow assisting his chosen family. “I have secured a high-speed submersible patrol craft,” Kian informed her, handing over a sealed case containing a specialized breaching suit. “It is fast, undetectable by conventional radar, and rigged with a single, short-range kinetic dampener. It will get you close, Elias, but you will have to board the Valkyrie alone.” “Thank you, Kian,” Elias said, the depth of her gratitude immense. “Remember the lesson I taught Julian on Curaçao, Elias,” Kian advised, his eyes locked on hers. “The most dangerous opponent is the one who is tired of fighting. Anya is not looking for a victory; sh

Danté said deep in thought, Rebecca's eyes in his mind, his words chum to the sharks echoed over and over, Vincent saw it and pointed. "Let it go now! You can be lucky Roman called in a silver test, usually hunters are disposed of for shit like that!" "I know! No need to be daddy about it fuck man!" Vincent drank the last bit and stood up "You have a way I can track her down?" "Look at you! The ranked hunter asking a sweeper for some advice?" "Fuck you Kane" Danté laughed holding a piece of paper to him "She has this rather posh red RV, a trailer towing a black Dodge Challenger Hellcat behind it, those are the plates"

Each name is answered by a low, collective sound from the pack—part howl, part acknowledgment. The sound rolls across the meadow and fades into the trees. It feels right. Heavy, but right. When the last name is spoken, Kieran shifts Callum higher against his chest and looks out over the gathered faces. “My mate stood with us through every threat,” he says, voice steady and carrying. “She bled for this pack. She fought for this pack. She lost her own blood while protecting ours. From this day forward,orward there is no question. Sienna Hart Byrne is Luna of the Revenant Pack. Fully. Completely. Anyone who cannot accept that may leave the circle now.”