Breaking Point Kira J Novels & Stories

Dakota I was confused about whether to break the magic box or not to break it. If I broke it, Erika would kill Axton, and if I didn't, she'd kill us all and continue with her evil. Erika's sinister grin plastered across her face, holding Axton captive with a sword pressed against his side. My thoughts froze and I became disoriented with a loud, critical inner voice yelling at me to break it. My breaths became short and fast due to the tightness in my chest.

Kira's POV My body shook with so much force immediately I opened my eyes. My eyes were hazy but then I could feel that I was moving. In fear, I straightened up and I realized I was in a moving vehicle, with a driver in front. The sky had turned bright and immediately the memories from yesterday started to play out in my head. I was knocked out by my stepmother. She had deceived me and she acted like she cared about how I felt. I felt betrayed once again but then I could not deny that I was gullible.

At that moment, the door to the room burst open, and Mira rushed inside dramatically, immediately going for Kira. I tensed up a bit, wondering if she was going to attack her, but she only knelt by Kira's side and grabbed her arm, looking up at her pleadingly. "Oh, Kira, I'm so sorry." Kira looked confused and a bit uncomfortable. She gently tugged her hand away from Mira's hold. "What for?"

Draco asked, wondering why in the world he had to be unfortunate enough to be in the middle of all this. They both glaring at each other almost as if neither one of them had heard a thing Draco said and unfortunately for Draco, he couldn't even walk away and let them be to avoid any kind of physical altercation. "By the way, I am not a cry baby!" Kira snapped back at him defensively. She may have been one in the past but she definitely wasn't one anymore. Her first and last encounter with him taught her that she shouldn't always sulk over everything because at the end of the day, you need to always be strong and prepared for the worst.

Tangerine and Uno crept forward, ready to strike. But before they could attack, Ethero turned around, a sinister smile on his face. "I've been expecting you," he said. Tangerine and Uno exchanged a worried glance. Had Kira betrayed them? Suddenly, a figure appeared behind Ethero. It was Kira. "I'm sorry, Ethero," she said. "But I can no longer stand by and watch as you destroy everything in your path." With a flick of her wand, Kira sent Ethero flying across the room. He landed with a thud, unconscious.

“Kira?!” “Alpha!” Jacob’s voice was alarmed. “Get the damn doctors!” Ryan growled, not even looking back. I stood frozen, eyes wide, heart thudding loudly in my ears. Kira was crying, clutching Ryan’s shirt as blood dripped from her mouth. “She’s hurting me…” Kira cried, pointing a weak finger at me. “She’s… draining my life force. Avery… she’s… killing me!” “What?!” I barked, stunned. “Are you insane?!”

I ordered, after they all watched him lifeless Now that Kira was pregnant, it seemed Mia was looking for more ways to end her, but I won't let that happen.

"What?" "You heard me, my Lady. I will say it again," Kira said again. "Go." "You’ve suffered too much at his hands," Mira added. "He ruined you, he made you bow your head when you should have worn a crown." "Yes," Kira said with a small nod. "This is not just about watching him die, it’s about finding your peace, finding solace, finding that thing that gives you inner strength." "I don’t even know if I can do anything," I whispered.

ELARA'S POV Kira’s cell smells like old stone and regret. She sits on the floor when I enter, her knees pulled to her chest. She looks smaller than I remember. “I wanted to understand,” I said quietly. “Why did you do it?” Her eyes lift slowly, red and exhausted. “I loved him,” she says. “Your world never forgives love that breaks its rules.” She tells me everything. The Moonborn man. The hunt. The blood. How she screamed while they killed him and no one listened.

We left very simple to just a warm space, essential oils with the best fragrance floating through the air, and not forgetting the quiet hum of our own hearts, ready to give it a try again, slowly lowering their defenses for old time sake. Kira was the first person to take her seat, not wasting time to strip off her robe to a shoulder level. Her hair was carefully wrapped up, covering everywhere with no strand of hair showing. Her stomach wasn't prostating as many would think, it was still normal, like nothing was growing in there yet. She looked very tired, and I knew without being told that she was hurting inside, totally broken.