Hey y'all I know it's been awhile. But I have had some craziness happen to me!! I've had a flood, fire, we moved, some of my animals died. It has been insane the last couple of months. But I'm still writing. It's one of the only things that keep me sane, seriously. Please enjoy!! Love, Lioness Keya <3
Keya P.O.V Curse? Tainted Blood? What the hell is Kane talking about?! And why’s Granny looking so sad? She sighs heavily. “The best way to tell you this is from the beginning. Well as I said before, Viktor Von Klaus is the first of our Kind. Sometime after he was created, there came the Special Wolven Tribal Packs. Every Tribe has a different special ability. We are of the Creek Tribe. We’re born with the ability to Split. Meaning if we so choose to. I and my Wolf, Asha will divide ourselves into two individual bodies. I in my own and her in hers. Yet we are still 100% connected. We can think, see, hear, taste, feel, attack, heal, etc, together.” Wow, that’s so cool! Ja’el cheers, ‘I know right!? I told you. We are special!’I hear Kane, “Hmmm.” Thoughtfully, behind me. ‘I wonder if Manuel and I are capable of such a special feat?’ He asks. I reply, ‘Well, you never know until you try.’ “What are the abilities of the Special Wolven Tribal Packs?”“There are so many different things
Keya P.O.VKane questions arrogantly. “Are you sure? Because We would really like to meet you.” His sexy voice deepens as he stares mischievously at them. With his mouth so close to my ear. I can hear all the guys now. My whole body hums deliciously. An involuntary breathy moan escapes me. As I receive a husky mindlink from Manny asking. ‘Are you ready to go, Mami?’ I press my lips tightly together, close my eyes, and squeeze my thighs closed. ‘Mm-hmm!’ I nod frantically, breathing heavily through my nose.My family all shook their heads. Not wanting to see any transformations. For which I am immensely thankful. “Well, maybe next time. We need to be on our way. Goodbye for now.” He announced louder. He cradles me in his right arm, standing up to go. No! Wait! “I still want to know about my family and our Pack! We can’t leave yet.” I panted. He smirks down at me. ‘And to think you didn’t want to come.’ I blush, shrinking into his arm.Granny asks, “It’s a long story, but I can give you
Manny P.O.VMy name is Manuel Antonio Rodriguez. I was born November 8th, 1973 on the beautiful island of Puerto Rico. To parents Gloria and Alfredo. I’m the youngest of eight siblings. Five sisters, and two brothers. Growing up in the countryside of the island with my family was awesome. My parents worked in the city. And that’s where we attended school.We lived on my grandparent’s homestead in a 4 bedroom home. One of the many houses out here on the land. My Papau and Memau had nine kids, including my dad. We grew most of our own food. Lots of fruits, vegetables, herbs, and spices. We also raised chickens, cows, goats, sheep, turkeys, pigs, and rabbits. That we butchered for food.My Papau also taught me how to hunt and fish. I enjoy hunting the most. It just felt, I don’t know..? Natural to me. He showed me how to use a wooden bow & arrow first. Then various knives, axes, machetes, and finally guns. I was excellent at all types of weaponry. It was second nature.We sold the land an
Keya's POV We just got home from church where they held their annual Easter day service. And I couldn't wait to leave, I'm so over these ancient ass men gawking at and fantasizing about me. I mean some of them are literally old enough to be my great grandfather, ewww it makes me want to vomit. Their nasty lustful stares, I love going to church to learn, but hate it because those men are gross, some have children older than me! So I turned on the radio, popping in my Aaliyah CD to have some tunes whilst I clean up the house. I put in a load of clothes to wash, started washing the dishes, when I hear Grammy calling me. "Keya, come here gurl!" I dry my hands on a kitchen rag and walk over to the living room, which is right next to the kitchen only separated by a half bath. "Yes Grammy?" She's in her favorite recliner watching her favorite chan
Manny's POV It was now the beginning of May and I had been coming to my uncle's restaurant every chance I got in hopes of running into My Keya again. So much so that upon me walking in my uncle said sounding a bit peeved, "No she hasn't been in here today, Manny." Damn! Where is she?! I thought. "Uh, ok thanks Unc" I laughed awkwardly. "Manny, I think that you need to take a break from searching for her and look for someone else." My Tio said, I knew he was concerned about me but I was irritated by him suggesting I be with someone else, I didn't want someone else. I needed her, "I wish it were that simple Tio, pero (but) I told you how she made me feel. No woman has come close to making me feel like that, not even a fraction of that!" I said a bit louder than I wanted to and some customers turned around looking at me. I didn't care. His un
Keya's POVIt was June and school was finally out! No more waking up early, rushing to class, missing breakfast, or doing homework... that is till September comes. But whatever its summer and I'm going to the Puerto Rican Parade and Carnival today woohoo!I put food out for my kittens, I'm glad that they have gotten much bigger and are very healthy. And I keep them up to date with their shots. Grammy says that I can only keep one because we are not supposed to have pets here, I'm sad I have to give them up. But I'll find good homes for them soon.After eating some breakfast, I take a shower and get dressed. I put on a form fitting, lilac colored strapless dress that came to just above my knees with splits on both sides up to my thighs. I wore some boy shorts to not feel so exposed and some comfy purple flip flops. I also polished my nails 2 shades of purple, one deep and the other light. One nail would be light the next one dark
Manny☆ & Keya’s♡ P.O.VThe ☆ represents Manny’s P.O.V as the ♡ represents Keya’s P.O.V, please enjoy!------☆------I’m at the Parade with my family. We arrive to the park early. In order to get a good view of the Parade & Fireworks. I’m on my Harley drinking in the scene.. Man, I missed this while I was away.Humboldt park is at it liveliest during the Parade. The main area was Division and California Streets. There’s two huge steel Puerto Rican Flags. And lots of people love taking pictures under it. I’d been riding around in the streets with my cousin Victor and our friend Felix. Showing out, burning rubber and popping wheelies. We had Boricua Pride madness going on! It was like a drug and we were high on it!Horns were blaring showing mutual love and respect for each other. The women were fine as hell. Some even flashed us lol! The men were acting a straight fool! The old cats were playing chess outside of the barbershop. They saw my Marines Vet bumper sticker. Some tip their hats.
MANNY’S☆ & KEYA’S♡ POVThe ☆ represents Manny’s POV as the ♡ represents Keya’s POV, please enjoy!------☆------I can tell that she is a little on the shy side but not with me baby. I wanna see your freaky ass side. I’m gonna have to bring it out of her. She looks at me like I had lost my marbles. When I tell her. She’s gonna have to make up for lost time.We hit another bump she gasps, moans, and her lips swelling with pleasure! She shivers, her eyes flutters teasingly. She looks amazing! I knew she might protest, but I was determined to make her cum for me. So I grab her hip firmly. My hand covers one whole hemisphere of her plump ass. I don’t want her to move unless I move her! And it looks like her brain forgot how to function. When I tell her,“Cum for me, Keya!”She looks around at the crowd. Like, ’Are you joking, there are people Everywhere?!’ And is about to protest. Until I start to grind her into me over and over again. To help her along the way. I’m loving the look of pure