Irina X Karasuma Novels & Stories

Not because he was fat or he had a dead brother, not because he was weird or he had a nickname that mocked his entire identity. Because she didn’t care about all that. She knew he had fallen for her and she helped him out of it. To fall for another she couldn’t see. Irene. Katharina Stones. She couldn’t see but only believed when she was faced with the truth. That she was real. NOW And she looked up from the text she was about to write to Sally. She had gotten her new number from her best friend, Jeffrey. And after two years, she was actually willing to make amends. To finally embrace the person she was in Rennè.

“ I am tired from all the nerve wrecking situations I am learning these days . I shall retreat back first , your highness . “ said madam Karla and bowed in respect to Iris . “ Of course ! I shall ask a servant to show you the way and fulfill every need you have . “ said Iris with a smile . “ Thank you , your highness ! “ said madam Karla and followed the servant , leaving Iris and Justin alone . Justin was lost in thoughts while Iris stared at him , trying to figure out what she could do for him . She looked at his cheek and saw that it was still red from the slap madam Karla gave him . She took a cream from her inner dress pocket and got up from her place then sat next to him .

Irina was climbing back through the transparent hole. She put firmly her foot one by one in Deandra’s bedroom. Her face was sour and she was sulking. She was never be in this worse of mood. Deandra stepped back. As the hole diminished, her conscious came. She blinked, then her eyes normal again. “Miss Irina?” Narrowing her eyes for a second at Deandra, making sure that she was free from any form of her mother’s influence. Irina closed her eyes, she forced herself to stay in control.

~Candy~ Axel examines my wounds furtively. "Who did this to you? Tell me right now, I swear to God I'm going to rip him apart!" My eyes fall on Irina who is quietly fuming behind Axel. Her jealousy is obvious, it emanates from every part of her body. "Oh, I'm fine by the way, thanks for asking!" she says, sarcastically. But even her harsh sarcasm isn't enough to draw her fiancé's interest.

Kai: “I take it that you’ve never been on a real date? I guess, unless it was Cosimo who assigned it?” I asked, and Irina laughed. “I am not that naïve, nor am I that type of anti-relationship.” She said, and I smirked, shaking my head in question as I waited for her to explain what she was referring to. “I did have a lover before. He was my best friend before the two of us chose to date, but then things happened, and he cheated. I figured back then that I didn’t want to be with anyone, well, then I met Cosimo.”

I watch as he walks to the door and immediately he opens the door, my eyes narrow on seeing Irina standing there and is she crying? “Irushka.” I call as I stand up to my feet. She has been begging for Adrian but my answer has remained the same. No. I’m not getting him out of there. He will remain there and continue trimming the flowers and washing the cars. That's my punishment for him. “You can go.” Kuzma nods, closing the door behind him after Irina walks into my office. “What happened to you?” I ask as she sniffles, wiping off her tears. “He said he likes someone.” She breaks out in sobs again as she hugs me, crying in my arms.

"Oh, um, Carrie. Carrie Mitchell." "Thank you, that was wonderful, Carrie." She soft rolled the R in my name. I could get used to that. "You're welcome, Miss Baraskova. I'm at your service." Her mouth twitched into a smile when I said it. "Good. I will hold you to that. And I am Iryna." Even barefoot she stood six inches taller than me. I knew I was staring stupidly up at her, but I couldn't look away from those incredible blue eyes. "I will see you again soon, I think."

“That would be a smart thing to do. You're in L.A. and you're not a Sterling. You're a man of authority and power in New York, but that is not the case here. Warren Hayes could turn your life upside down.” “And I should be scared of that?” I sneered at him. Kaius sighed his frustration. “You know what. You can be honest with me. I won't judge you. It sounds impossible, but Irina is an exquisite woman. Everyone's crushing on her.” I stared at him with a clenched jaw. “Except for me, but are you in love with her? Was it like love at first sight?” “I'm not, Kaius. Cut this crap, ok?”

So noisy that it caught not only my attention, but others too. I walked closer, standing a bit far off where i could get a better view of the action. Irina stood there, her red hair held in a high ponytail with a few strands covering her delicate features. She wore a long sleeveless white dress that clinched somewhat at the waist and a fur coat. Her skin was pale and she wasn't wearing any makeup, which made her look very delicate and easily pitiable. She had her hands around her belly, standing there with an aggrieved expression. Even i........was moved to pity her in such state.

He is trying to look for Roman's trouble once again. "I think Ruslan is right. Roman should take the lead role for now, Irina will blend into it sooner than expected. She is a fast learner. Don't worry, she will look so sexy for you. She has lingeries to wear just for you." She said. I am so red as a tomato right now. Must she tell them about what she brought for me? Seriously. I bow my head in embarrassment. This is so damn embarrassing. "Gosh" I muttered to myself in embarrassment.