Revenant Kitana Novels & Stories

she replied, having already stripped off her leather armour pieces and outer clothing, revealing a tight black top that only just covered her breasts and black shorts that were barely large enough to cover her lower extremities, she had an entire body of lean defined muscle with corded muscles on her arms and legs showing a body that had endured many years of fighting and training. “Um, what are you doing?” Ean asked, a slight pinkish hue reaching his cheeks as he took in the sight of the extremely fit and toned body now gracefully striding past him toward the door leading outside. “We are not savage barbarians and pride ourselves on our ability to not smell so badly the gods above would sme

Kenzo emphasized the words 'can and cannot' because he felt Jess was being a bit too much. "Fine," Jess closed her eyes for a moment. "So what do you want then?" "To say thank you," Kenzo said plainly. That was indeed what he wanted to say specially and personally to the girl he considered a bit strange. Although she looked a bit different from the first time Clara introduced him to Jesslyn Rasopati. Wearing a loose white t-shirt tucked into calf-length wide-legged jeans, not to mention the eye-catching turquoise sneakers that matched the color of her watch strap and the small bag she carried.

Looking delicious and my cock jumps to life. She is wearing all black skin tight leather. Her long blonde hair is in a high ponytail. Black leather high-heeled thigh-high boots. Leather gloves and her in her hand is a gun. “Rebel, you’re too late. He is my hit.” Katrina says Rebel doesn’t take her eyes from this woman. “Oh, my bad.” She eases up and my eyes widen. She wouldn’t? Of course she would. This is her revenge for what I did.

I shrugged. "Hey I've heard that Bianca will be coming back from her mission today." Blake said before Arabella could reply to whatever I told her. "Who's Bianca?" I was curious. "Bianca Rossi." Antonio replied, "She's our best assassin. She was sent on a mission and now she's back. You'll probably meet her at the main house when we go. Here's an advice; stay away from her. She says that she's The Deadly. You know who that is right?"

These were the times that had stoked her suffering and nourished her thirst for vengeance. She had portrayed the loyal wife, the unflappable CEO, and the respectable public figure for years. But treachery had grown like a cancer behind the flawless exterior. The covert looks, the subtle touches, and the whispered secrets had turned into her silent suffering. That pain would be turned into strength tonight. Aurora took a long, trembling breath and pressed "Send."

I wasn’t here for his approval. “We need to move a large shipment of weapons across the East Coast,” Antonio said. “The Bratva has the resources. We have the buyers.” “And I assume you’re expecting a smooth transaction?” I arched a brow. Lorenzo chuckled. “Naturally. No unnecessary complications.” I gave him a slow nod, pretending to consider his words. In reality, I had already made up my mind. I would let them think they had the upper hand. I would play their game. But in the end, I would be the one standing when the dust settled.

refrigerator helplessly watching all this with a panicked expression. Valeria spoke terrified; and Olegario Rey tried to get into the terrifying nightmare without stopping to look enraptured, the sensual forms of that reincarnated Venus. "I could clearly see with my own eyes how that monster was gulping me down," she added, and asked, "Isn't that terrifying, Olegario?" -Remember that it was only a dream. A dream, remember it! –replied Rey to reassure her– However, I want to ask you a routine question: could you identify the cannibal? "Impossible," Valeria responded dryly. -Because impossible? King asked. "An iron mask covered his face," he noted with a pathetic expression. Do you remember a

Standing in the doorway, bathed in harsh light, I couldn't look away from the betrayal unfolding in front of me. Leila pulled away, her eyes meeting mine with a calculating stare that sent shivers down my spine. There was no hint of remorse in her expression, as if she were wearing a mask of deception that had finally slipped away, revealing her true nature as a master of lies. Trembling, my hand pointed accusingly, but I couldn't find my voice to verbalize the question that hung in the air. Jason, on the other hand, recoiled in a dramatic show of surprise, a facade of innocence painted across his face like a cruel parody.

My psychic ability must be heightened in this place because I instantly become aware of these three creatures, these… {reapers}. The first is Kera, the Spirit of Vengeance, responsible for conducting everyone who suffered a violent death. She’s a battle maiden in plate armor, with an ebony face and short, curly blonde hair. Exactly the type to bring home to mama except for the fangs, talons and the huge pair of raven wings on her back.

No, Lou could not hit Kit out of jealousy and drown her in the Thames, because he knows perfectly well where she is, with whom and what she is doing. What's her name, Keith? Full name, surname, age, special signs. - Kit, Kitsune - this is a nickname ... - Tom gave her real name, described her appearance, then realized - there is a photo, as much as you like. And on his phone, and just on the network. The sergeant chuckled meaningfully, looking at her image, and asked: — Drugs? - Not! - Tom felt that he was about to break loose and destroy half the site here. What fucking drugs? She doesn't even smoke! Two cocktails for the whole evening!