Revenant Kung Lao Novels & Stories

Chapter 11 Dorian is making too much effort. The second I entered the dining room, I noticed right away that everything was just how it should be, just too perfect. In exquisite glass holders, candles flutter to provide a golden glow over the well-made table. In the middle is a bouquet of deep red roses whose aroma blends with the rich aroma of the dinner He's created. My preferred vintage, the wine rests in a cold bucket next to two crystal glasses.

I steady my breath, glance back to the men back at the fire. They're not paying any attention— drunk out of their minds. The dwarf belges. “Come here, pretty Luna. Have you ever tasted Bear balls before?” I almost vomit from the useless words that come out of his mouth. But it's all okay; I need the distraction. Stone stumbles forward again, huge head landing on my shoulder. His lips kiss the dent between my neck and shoulders. I feel his warm, stench filled tongue lick the skin and I squirm in disgust.

He brings me down after we are done, lunch is ready as Jax already served the food on the dining table, and my stomach cries upon seeing the dishes displayed. I guess killing the man earlier exhausted my strength, and now I need a refill, “This is one of my specialties Abi,” Jax comments, pointing to the bowl of mashed potatoes and fried sulta. “Wow, it looks delicious.” “Go on, try it.” Without wasting time, I filled my plates. My eyes involuntarily closed on their own at the first taste, this was the tastiest meal I had ever had. “How is it?” he inquired, I hummed out loud as I chewed, my mouth was filled. Xander chuckled at my reactions,

Prince Javier told me. "Could you perhaps elaborate on what you mean, Prince Javier?" I asked. "I, Javier Jacques, the future Alpha of the Bloodlust Pack, have rejected you as my Luna!"

Lord Karth said as coolly as ever, but the weight behind his words sent a chill down my spine. “No, no, no. You can’t do that…please! Those girls are innocent.” “We can and we will,” High Seer Elowen retorted. “The Valenor clan are dangerous. We must cut their lineage out before it’s too late.” “They have done nothing wrong. They don’t deserve this,” I argued, but I was interrupted. “Shut up boy! You know nothing of the dark ages. The dragons may be long gone but their evil spirit still prevails in the hearts of the royal household,” she spat, looking me dead in the eye.

All the orders are send to the house they rent and Tang Li puts everything she orders in her space. Moo Shang only order a hundred each for him to put in his space. Same as Chu Ling ,Hui Ling , Bio Juan , Jin two and three. As they enters the breakfast restaurant, Tang Li and Moo Shang orderes six hundred baskets of Siew Mai , five hundred bowl of wanton soup , two thousand fried wantons , a thousand two thousand pieces of red rice sausage , two thousand pieces of Hat Gow , five hundred Cantonese sponge cake , two thousand baked barbeque pork buns , black and white saseme puff , Sachima and two thousand bowls of congee with mandarin fish fillets .

Lone Hunter 2 following his brother from behind, walks slowly while looking around, on alert if something a miss. "Welcome to our Lao Camp." Servant 1 as a Leader with a business background, tries to be as friendly as possible to their new customer, which approaches the gate, smile widely as his face talk (we don't have ill intention), while giving the list menu. "2 Boiled noodles and 2 cups of Tea." Lone Hunter 1 order immediately, if the news is true then he got a jackpot. "Wait a moment please." Leader Lao Camp back to the storage house, the food and drink already prepared.

A baritone as deep as a lazy growl, yet it was light enough to make her feel this giddy and awkward. "So, black then?” Carl, with his trademark chubby cheeks replied. “Not quite” the man with the beautiful voice spoke again, “Could you do something else, anything other than the regular sweeteners and stuff?” Relax Rebekah! "Good Lord" she exhaled. The nausea she felt in her stomach could easily be mistaken for butterflies, but she knew better - or so she hoped. “You really have to decide, Sir.” Carl replied coolly, “Unless you'd have whatever I whip up for you. No rejects, no refunds.”

Even the cheese inside was melted. "Alex, you should eat first. I bet you are hungry-" "You can eat first Frank. I am fine, thank you." "Really?" His eyes sparkled at the sight of the sandwich. "Yes, I will wait till the other one is done." About to take a bite, Shank semi-shouted. "That is one gold per loaf." "O-one g-gold?" Stuttering, Frank’s face turned into stone. Getting one silver coin was impossible for him. Let alone having a gold coin.

His cold eyes stare at the dripping wound with a smile as he repeats the action completely oblivious to the open door. Xenorr enters the house with paper bags in his hand but the sight he behold causes him to drop everything. “ASH!” Xenorr yells the younger name as he sprint toward the scene TO BE CONTINUED…