Breaking Point Kira J Novels & Stories

With the worrying news that Vamps were active again, I was in desperate need of comfort. I was so engrossed in my thoughts of getting back to my rooms, I didn't notice when I nearly steam rolled over Kira. "Shit, Kira! I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going!" "She's sleeping your Majesty." Kira responded with a sly smile on her face. "You need to let her rest. I stayed and chatted with her half the night, she's exhausted, confused, and grieving for her brother."

I wanted to drive back because it was too petty, but when I thought of going to meet my brother’s lifeless body in the house, I hit speed. Kira’s POV Speaking of the witch, I didn’t see her after school and I began to wonder if she was playing with me or not. I hated being fooled especially when I was desperate and that was what happened at that point. I sighed as I kept my head buried in the book in front of me. I still had to balance reading for my final exams with all that was going on. It felt like my mind was going to explode if I kept going at the rate I was going. I needed a break, but then I remembered ken and I realized there was not a quiet time I had to myself that I didn’t think

maybe it was the adrenaline, after all she was free for the first time in her life. 'You are going crazy,' Kira shook her head, walked away from the curtain - though she did not want to - and went for a shower. She ordered herself tea and snacks and cozied herself in her bed. As she sipped her tea and bit on the nachos, her eyes fell on the door. She had left it unlocked. Watching him walk on the beach and the hot shower had relaxed her enough to forget the security. 'I should lock it for safety nevertheless,' Kira thought as she started to get out of the bed, but her bed shifted. She blinked rapidly, and now everything was shifting. Everything was moving and everything was darkening. What w

Kira seemed to agree with me as she nodded her head repeatedly. “Have you ever suffered from heartbreak?” I suddenly asked out of nowhere. Kira found her mate when we were just eighteen, but she didn't like him. So he got a flat-out rejection from her. And he backed out, unlike Mykel. Seemed like the both of them did not want to be tied down by the mate bond. Kira was just eighteen and wanted to explore, same with him. “No.” She replied bluntly. “And I don't think I want to ever experience that. You're hurting Elle. Everyone is worried.”

“I’m just glad it was me. Nothing he could take from me or give to me in a chance exchange can mess with me now, can it?” Her pink eyes twinkled, tinted gold behind their lenses. “Goddess, can I take these out now? It’s just us.” I nodded, admiring Kira in her own right. Fighting her own battles, taking on more. I didn’t think she had been sorber when she had mind linked with me in the arena. Maybe she hadn’t been. “How did it end?” I asked. “I slashed his femoral.” Kira said calmly to the wall, still bent over.

Kira prodder her with an elbow. Grandma's expression became bitterer, she was almost heartbroken. She was scaring me. “What did you find out…?” I gulped. “Well… there is no clear way to break the kissing spell…” she started hesitantly, “Either the man that you are bound with dies, or you can get rid of your own magic once and for all…” “Wow…” I smiled bitterly. “Well… murdering the guy is probably out of the question, right?” Kira tried to use a bit of black humor to cheer me up, “But, perhaps living without magic isn't that bad…”

Kira finally spoke up after some contemplation. “Mr. Carsey, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have p*ssed you off. Charlie just got his legs broken. It was already a merciful punishment, a manifestation of your kindness. I shouldn’t have been blindsided into seeking revenge on you, and I regret it immensely now. “If you’re willing to give me a chance, I’d like to have everyone under me serve you and do anything for you.” Upon hearing what Kira had said, Javier asked, “Including sex?”

“Hold on. Hold everything. It ends on my terms.” The creature—or whatever it was—struck suddenly, faster than the eye could track, knocking men aside with impossible force. Trees splintered, debris flew, and the forest erupted into a maelstrom of chaos, fire, smoke, and screaming metal. Kenneth moved with terrifying fluidity, shielding me, firing, pivoting, moving through the violence with a precision that was almost impossible to comprehend. I followed, clinging to him, feeling the raw, intoxicating pulse of life and death that tethered us together, the magnetic force of his presence anchoring me even as the world collapsed around us.

I'd insisted on it earlier, claiming that our baby craved skin-to-skin. Kira arrives twenty minutes later. Kaziel opens the door, and she steps inside, her eyes immediately finding me. She winks at me, and I beam at her, rising to my feet. "Alright," she says, shrugging off her dark blue jean jacket. "Let's check those cores." My stomach knots with nerves. Kaziel doesn't move far from me as Kira sets up, pulling a small obsidian disc from her bag and placing it on the coffee table. The air shifts subtly, pressure building.

“Nice to see you too.” He was already healing, so I didn’t bother apologizing. Instead, I started approaching my mate. Kira was standing in the middle of the room now in her little silk pajamas, knees apart like she was ready to kung-fu my ass, fists up between us like those tiny hands could actually stop me. “Stay away from me!” she barked, trying to sound tough, but her voice wobbled. I stopped dead. “Kira…are you okay?” “That depends,” she snapped, eyes huge, “on whether you’re done beating the crap out of people or not! You’re standing here buck-ass naked looking like you’re about to start World War Infinity! What the hell, Adrian? All I wanted was a phone!”