Kai Anderson Ahs Novels & Stories

Tessa doesn't look convinced. “No improvement, I suppose.” I shake my head. “No improvement.” She focuses on her food. I don't want to talk about last night so I smile when Kelly arrives with my food. “Thank you, love.” “You're welcome.” “Oooohhh, look who we have here.” A loud voice cuts through the atmosphere. What follows is laughter and giggles from the rest of the girls in the cafeteria. “It's the fuck champion.” “Rhea Anderson of Fuck Nation. Don't you love how that name just suits her!”

KIRA: ‘Don’t you think I need to leave? I’m having this eerie feeling being around the school,’ I communicate via the link to Alexia while resting my back on the barricade in the usual spot I take away from others during school hours. ‘What eerie feeling? You sure it isn’t because you’re trying to avoid Kelvin?’ she asks teasingly. ‘What has Kelvin got to do with this?’ even my facial expression shows how much ridiculous I find the question she asked. ‘Can you give me a break away from the guys? I’m trying to figure out my existence here, you know,’

“Don’t dare try something funny, Ava! I have my eyes on you!” Night warned before he turned and disappeared down a corridor where the dressing room was supposed to be. And once he was out of the, just as I expected, the woman turned to look at me with a wide smile before she held out her hand for me to shake. “Avery Clark. And you?” “Kai.” I shook her hand out of politeness. “Kai Hunter.” “Aww….such a sweet name! Kai…rolls right off, doesn’t it?” She giggled kinda unnecessarily. “Sooo…have you ever thought of modeling?”

Anderson showed them the morning headlines. It was very eye-catching indeed. “Kai is Nicole’s manstress, and Nicole seems to be Kai’s sugar mommy! These two are suspected to be in a romantic relationship!” “Superstar Kai’s fall from the throne. Ditching his career to be in the arms of a rich lady!” Floyd’s face was glum with a stern murderous gaze. “Look at him! If he doesn’t become an actor, no one’s gonna pay attention to who he is!” Kai curled up aggrievedly and pounded his fist on the edge of the sofa.

Wait, could she see? “Why is that curious?” Kai asks with a glare, then Kaede smiles as she speaks again. “It is curious that fate has mated you to a woman who radiates with the light of Goddess Tiarin when you blaze with the light of our God, Xamnir.”

“No.” Andreas’s jaw tightened. “This could get us in trouble.” “Is this even legal?” Kai laughed as he watched like it was a live soap opera. “That's a good question although you seem to be enjoying this. Dont you know they're cameras around?” Anderson fumed. Easton turned to him, his blue eyes cold. “Then turn them the fuck off. Kai, have Alex delete the footage.” “Got it.” Andreas hesitated for only a moment before nodding grimly. “Understood.”

Dan advises, no bullshit in his tone. Katherine: Hey Josh, it's Katherine from last night. I set my phone down, and, takin a large gulp of my coffee, anxiously wait for a ring. “Okay, what about the other guy?” She continues grilling. Adam’s dark eyes flash through my mind making my body feel warm. I'm not even sure how to describe him.

Tianya replies. “Will you shut your beautiful mouth? We do not gossip, and if he is up for it, yes, we would like to talk with Travis about business.” Alek snarks. I see Travis walk up behind Alayni. I giggle when his eyes widen when he sees Tianya and Kylynn sitting here. Kaden rolls his eye and tells Travis that he will get used to them and that they are looking forward to meeting him. I rolled my eyes as the men started talking. I could see Alayni doing the same thing. I looked over, and the other two had their lap stops open and headphones. My guess is they are working in music or something to do with that. I know that Dani had written a couple of songs they would probably use.

Grips and gaffers hurriedly maneuvered equipment, and the makeup artist tried to figure out how to make a fresh wound look convincingly painful. In the midst of this backstage circus, Kat screamed a name. "Killian Anderson. No fucking way!" Ah, Killian – heir to the Anderson production, reportedly arrogant, undeniably rich, and, according to the rumor mill, as handsome as a demigod. Now, this was the kind of gossip I could get behind.