Hiva had always loved Huge The Hiva Kingdom with its cheerful, creepy castle. It was a place where he felt happy.

He was a happy, strong, tea drinker with beautiful legs and skinny hair. His friends saw him as a klutzy, knowledgeable knight. Once, he had even helped a lively old lady cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

Hiva walked over to the window and reflected on his Medieval surroundings. The sun shone like running donkeys.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Kristina . Kristina was a feared princess with tall legs and pretty hair.

Hiva gulped. He was not prepared for Kristina.

As Hiva stepped outside and Kristina came closer, he could see the easy smile on her face.

"I am here because I want love," Kristina bellowed, in a dreaded tone. She slammed her fist against Hiva's chest, with the force of 7759 bears. "I frigging love you, Hiva ."

Hiva looked back, even more feared and still fingering the sharp sword. "Kristina, i love you," he replied.

They looked at each other with sad feelings, like two disgusted, dirty dogs loving at a very powerful festival, which had piano music playing in the background and two wise uncles fighting to the beat.

Hiva regarded Kristina's tall legs and pretty hair. He held out his hand. "Let's not fight," he whispered, gently.

"Hmph," pondered Kristina.

"Please?" begged Hiva with puppy dog eyes.

Kristina looked angry, her body blushing like a shiny, slippery shield.

Then Kristina came inside for a nice cup of tea.
THE END
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Plot 2

Hiva , the Dark hiva

A Fantasy Novel
by Hiva Kingdom

In a castle there lived an extraordinary, handsome dark hiva named Hiva . Not a simple sleepy, pretty castle, filled with maps and a wild smell, nor yet a sexy, hot, charming castle with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a dark hiva-castle, and that means protection.

One day, after a troubling visit from the dark hiva king Kristina , Hiva leaves his castle and sets out in search of three beautiful toast. A quest undertaken in the company of hivas, parhams and grand british.

In the search for the dark hiva king-guarded toast, Hiva surprises even himself with his strenght and skill as a swordsman.

During his travels, Hiva rescues a sword, an heirloom belonging to Kristina. But when Kristina refuses to try dying, their friendship is over.

However, Kristina is wounded at the Battle of Darkfall and the two reconcile just before Hiva engages in some serious dying.

Hiva accepts one of the three beautiful toast and returns home to his castle a very wealthy dark hiva.