His Best Friend's Daughter
“Make me stop, Kyra… please… because once I cross this line, I won’t come back. I’ve spent years fighting this, telling myself it’s wrong, but every time you look at me like that, I forget who I’m supposed to be. You were never meant to be mine… but I don’t think I can survive pretending you’re not.”
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Kyra Callis has loved Toren Grace her entire life but Toren is her father’s best friend, the man who helped raise her, and the one person she can never have. Toren Grace is dark, broken, and fiercely protective, battling his growing desire for the one girl he should never touch. When Kyra becomes an adult, their undeniable connection ignites into something dangerous, passionate, and forbidden. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, love threatens to destroy everything they’ve built. With emotional depth, raw chemistry, and intense moral conflict, this story explores love that defies rules and time.
Will love be enough to survive judgment? Or will their past tear them apart forever?
Basahin
Chapter: Chapter 6Tor POVShe nods slowly. "I just hate always being the weird one that isn't doing what everyone else is doing. I want to fit in, for once.""Trust me, you're not the weird one. You're unique. You've always had your own mind and your own plan. I'd hate to see you change and end up like everyone else out there. That would be a shame."She fidgets with her fork, pushing a small piece of ham around on her plate. "I'm on the pill." She says softly, still looking at her plate.I blink at her. "Come again?""The pill. Birth control.""I know what it is, Kyra. Why?""I was having a lot of cramps every month so Rayne took me to her doctor for a checkup. The doctor said it would help, and it has. I didn't tell my dad, though, and I'm afraid he's going to find them and go ballistic.""Well, yeah, of course he will.""Chloe says it’s a good idea anyway, though, because guys don't like to wear condoms."My jaw clenches so hard I'm afraid I'm going to crack a molar. "Listen to me, Kyra. There's
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-03
Chapter: Chapter 5Tor POVAs soon as Aiden's gone, I get up and dump the coffee he made and start a new pot. He always makes this expensive Colombian crap that's way too strong and it makes my heart jump around for the rest of the morning."Did you sleep in my shirt?" I ask.She flips the omelette in the pan and peeks at me from behind the veil of messy golden hair falling over her face."Maybe..."Scowling, I take two plates out of the cabinet and set them next to the stove for her. "Kenz... I had that on while I was working on a bike yesterday. It's probably got grease on it. And sweat."Shrugging, she transfers a perfect omelette onto one of the plates. "You can have that one. And so what? I like it. It's cozy.""It's dirty."She laughs. "Cozy. Dirty. What's the difference? I like how it feels and smells."Her liking the feel and smell of cozy and dirty while she's wearing nothing but my shirt is not something I should be thinking about. But I do, for a quick second, before I bury it deep in that
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Chapter: Chapter 4Tor POVI can hear her crying before I even step through the door. And when I do, she bolts to me and I catch her as she throws herself into my arms. Her face is red, stained with tears, her green eyes bloodshot."Uncle Tor..." she gasps for breath between each word, tearing my heart out.I wipe her cheeks with my thumb. "What's wrong, Angelcake?""My bunny! I looked everywhere and he's gone. I think he's on that fucking tour bus!"Ah. The coveted stuffed bunny I gave her for her last birthday. She drags it everywhere with her.I try not to laugh at her epic use of the word "fucking.""Whoa. Kyra... that's a very bad word."Her eyes meet mine defiantly and she says she doesn't care.I love her fire."I wonder where she learned that," Elara says, glaring at me.Kyra pulls on my hair. "He's gone, Uncle Tor. That's all that matters.""He's not gone, Angel. He's just on a journey. But ya know what? There's another bunny out there that needs you. Do you think we should go find him?"She
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Chapter: Chapter 3Kyra POVToren is still sitting on the ground staring into the pool when I sit next to him, tucking my legs beneath me. The pool is heated, but no one's gone in yet. It's still early spring, so the air is a bit too cold for most people to want to swim. A few stray leaves are floating along the surface, and I like how peaceful they look, not going under the water, and not blowing away either. Just floating, weightless and effortless. I want to be a leaf.I hand Tor the cold bottle and he takes it from me, using his keychain to pop the cap off."I thought you were mad at me." He takes a long drink before glancing sideways at me. I can see why Jason was scared of him. On the outside, Tor looks like a badass. He's a beast of a man, not an ounce of fat on him, broad and hard as a rock with ink covering both arms from neck to knuckle. Wavy brown hair falls to the tops of his shoulders.It’s usually tied back in a short ponytail to keep it out of his face when he's working and from tangling
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Chapter: Chapter 2Kyra POVMy pocket vibrates and I pull out my phone to read a text message.Chloe: Jason said you're not coming tonight?Me: No, I'm not in the mood for a party.Chloe: Come on! It's Friday night! :) Jason really likes you.Me: Eh...Chloe: Don't mess this up! You can totally lose your V-card with him! He's hot as fark!I don't know what the heck "fark" is and why Chloe can't just text the word "fuck." But whatever. I accept her because I love her. We initially attached ourselves to each other in third grade, when she was dropped off on the first day of school by her two moms and I was dropped off by my father who was already covered in tattoos and had hair almost to his waist. And he still does. Chloe and I bonded in our mutual outsiderness while the other kids avoided us like we were circus freaks.Me: Stop with the V-card. You're obsessed.Chloe: Fine. Come to the party. I'll be there. It will be fun. You can't sit home all the time.Me: I'm really not into it tonight.Chloe: Every
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-03
Chapter: Chapter 1Kyra POVI swing off the back of the motorcycle and drag my fingers through my shoulder-length hair, working out the knots the wind left behind. Two minutes on that bike and my hair turns into something you'd find rolling across a desert highway. He grabs my waist and tugs me in, pressing a flat, dusty kiss to my mouth that tastes like asphalt and disappointment."Kyra!" The voice booms down from the top of the driveway like a thunderclap, startling us both straight. "You get on the back of that bike one more time, we're gonna have a serious goddamn problem."Jason yanks his hands back like he's touched a hot stove hand that had been slowly migrating south. "Jesus," he mutters. "Is that your old man?"I exhale slowly. My father doesn't do driveway confrontations. He saves the volume for concert stages, not suburban cobblestone. "No. That's my uncle."Jason narrows his eyes up the driveway, then looks back at me. "Wait, doesn't he run that motorcycle shop over on Route 9? I think I act
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-03
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