Novel & Cerita Booktok Kierra

'Talk to her. I say as soon as he answers and hold out the phone to Tavisha. She stares at it like it is an unexploded bomb; she has no reason to trust me, and then she catches his voice and her whole body starts to tremble. Her hand reaches for my phone, and she whispers. 'K. Killian?' I do not know what he says, but Tavisha falls to pieces. Tears stream down her beautiful face, and loud sobs tear from her chest as she sinks to her knees. repeating softly.

Stricken with fear, I dared to twirl around and my eyes almost fell out of their sockets when I bumped into master Kieran. I choked hard, coughing loudly as I flew away from him. My eyes began to water both from fear of being caught and choking on the grape. “You must be enjoying yourself.” He finished with a nod. Although his tone was light, his eyes were anything but cool. A shiver ran through me when I dared to meet his eyes. Never have I seen a soul as empty as his. He looked so cold and defiant, like he had nothing to lose and only now, did I confirm the few rumors of some slaves that had been unfortunate enough to cross him.

She grinned at her dumbfounded look. "Oh, wow! Really?" She asked. "This is like Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory!" She whispered. Alexie laughed. This innocent luna was making her appreciate all the simple things in life. So sweet and adorable. "Hey, Bev!" She smiled at the barista. The girl was a she-wolf at the royal pack. Mated with pups. How she wished she could share the good news --she can't. Not yet. It has to come from their king. The pack and the kingdom will know soon enough.

He whispered, planting a quick kiss on my lips as I slowly shook my head. “I'll take you to the room.” He offered, walking me out. Shit! What the hell did Kira do? ……. Ready for a visual treat? I'm thrilled to share my creative process with you on TikTok. Check my handle, ‘Books_haven’ Join me for book-related fun, character insights, and behind-the-scenes peeks into my writing world.

KEIRA’s POV I rose up from the floor and bolted back into my car. I fumbled around for my phone and quickly grabbed it. With shaky fingers, I dialled Clint's phone number and impatiently waited for it to ring as I placed it on my ear. "Pick up, please," I muttered as I bit into my fingernails. I heard a click, and my heart skipped a bit. "Keira? It is rare for you to call me by this time. What's up? Is everything o-"

Meanwhile, few benches away, Kira sat quietly sipping coffee with her headphones on, but she wasn't really quiet, trouble was definitely been cooked. Then I peeped only to see her reading a book with the title, “How to Heal Fast When Your Trusted Best Friend Is Madly in Love With a Sad Billionaire.” I'm not surprised, topical of her. So I took Marianne, my mother for a walk.

The change Aaron had made in Keira was evident, even in his absence. The acceptance on Nathan's face meant he understood. Was giving her the okay. Keira turned to Kate. Kate: She's the original number one assassin. The most dangerous bitch on earth. Imperium needs its queen. Now or never, Keira. No more do overs. Keira covered Kate's hand with her own. Keira: I know, but Keira Dormer needs him to live. I fucked up, Katie. I fell so hard that not even the fate of Warlanda depending on it could keep me from him. I'm sorry Katie. You'll do great.

I screamed at her with laughter, throwing a pillow but she caught it effortlessly. “Kierra Lewis, the booktok queen just posted about your stalker.” Gianna looked shocked; she jumped around before running out of the room; God knows, sometimes all I want to do is tie her up for days. A ping on my phone drew my attention to it. It was a text from Kian, <>

“You cocky wench! Who the hell do you think you are?!” I leaned in slightly, eyes narrowed. “I’m Kierra,” I said softly. “The girl you exploited. The one you underestimated.” Her nostrils flared. Her veins bulged. And I felt nothing but satisfaction. “All those lives you destroyed. The children you silenced. The women you tortured,” I continued, voice sharper now. “And for what? A goddamn Hermes bag? A seat at a table of monsters? You're pathetic, Susan.” She laughed. A low, hoarse, blood-chilling laugh.

The woman looks into my eyes and gasps. "I can't believe it's you." I look at her in confusion. "I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean." She takes my hand and begins pulling me to the pack house. "I'm Kierra, and I'm a witch. This is my mate Felix. He's a vampire angel hybrid," she says. When we reach the front of the pack house, people are waiting for us. "Kierra, what's going on?" Asks a beautiful woman with long blonde hair standing beside a man who looks like a giant.