Kara Meaning Novels & Stories

He turned away like I was something foul. My wolf bristled. He was lucky I was holding her back. I raised an eyebrow, slow, lazy, dangerous. “Kara.” At her name, the air shifted. Kara stepped out from behind me. Patrick and Margaret stiffened. They should. Kara was a strong woman. She is from the Nightsparrow Pack in Asterfell. According to her, her father was their Alpha's beta and she was a trained warrior who left her family many years ago in search of greener pastures.

"What is the meaning of your name? I like it. Kiara!" I did not know what else to ask but I needed to talk to her to avoid sleeping. "Kiara means light!" "Great. I always thought Kiara means killer!" I tried to tease her with my sarcasm but she didn't seem to mind. "Yeah. Just like Alessandra means to take away someone's mate!" She rolled her eyes. "King Noah never told me that you are his mate. Secondly, no. Alessandra means Protector. Defender. Protector of mankind..."

Did we lose our chance at bringing Luca home? “How are you going to send him a message?” Kara gives me a look before a small smile crosses her face. “I’m a descendant of both Selene and Helios. I have my ways.” I felt the corner of my lips twitch. Whilst only my family knew the truth about Kara, I was certain Teddy did not, which meant we might just have one more ace up our sleeve. I just prayed we would play it in time.

Her eyes filled with uncertainty and tears threatening to fall any minute. Someone coughed behind us. It was Nate. We both looked towards the direction the cough came from and split up. “Kara, meet Nate. My personal doctor and best friend, we grew up together and he's the one who treated you and put all those needles on your face.” “They're called filiform needles, dimwit.” He adjusted his glasses. “Whatever, bookworm.” I teased and stifled a laugh as he glared at me. “ Hello Ms Kara, how're you feeling?” He set down his bag.

say kara I think we hurt her feelings" kara says smirking Oh no, she is about to cry (Laughs) "Look at her, she cries like a little child, stop crying little nerd " says Linda (I saw kahr walking away) "Kahr, "where are you going? Asks Linda "It's all too childish for me, kahr relied on "And where do you think you are going ? Linda questions him "None of your goddamn business, he angrily says "What the hell is wrong with you?....... Linda shouted at him "A lot of things, are you done now, mother? He smirks

"I-I did not use the wrong pronoun on you, did I? Ka-Karla, I was right, wasn't I? Would they be offended if I called them with Mx?" "I don't know," replied Karla, nonchalantly. "Haven't you always felt high and proud of yourself for being the most reliable informant? Why did you ask me right now, then?" "Karla~! Don't be like that~" This time Petra whined shamelessly, and took Kiara's arm while giving a pitiful look that reminded Veronica of an animation about koalas she had watched on N*****x. "Help me, please. Please? With a cherry on the top?"

Freedom wasn't quiet or peaceful. It was a chaotic symphony of snapping twigs, her own ragged gasps for air, and the frantic pounding of her heart against her ribs. Kara crashed through the underbrush, blind to everything but the primal urge to flee. Low-hanging branches tore at her clothes and scratched her face, but she barely felt them. The only thought in her mind was a desperate, repeating mantra, Elspeth’s last word to her: North. North. North.

"So I finally worked up the courage to greet her." "Did she recognize you?" Helena asked curiously. Kara nodded quickly. "She even called me by name right away, although... she called me Tara." She spoke her sister's name reluctantly, as though saying Tara's name carried a burden of its own. Helena looked slightly surprised. "Then what did you tell her?" Kara let out a quiet sigh. "I explained who I was, Mom. There was no way I was going to pretend I was Tara. We may be twins, but I'm Kara. Not Tara."

The day of the ball arrived without any fanfare. That morning, Kara was unusually quiet. The main reason was due to the fact that she wanted to align all of her plans in a more understandable manner. She hadn’t told Paulo this yet but her plans were mainly scattered. Fine, she had the understanding of what she wanted to do but at other times, she was really confused about what she wanted to do. Kara, still in her night robe, made her way towards the window, looking out of it. This whole group was here's to rule and command and still, she couldn’t quite believe that it was her’s to rule.

I for a fact knows that I'm no where near a model, I might not be fat but that doesn't qualify me for a model. "Meet Ava, My brother's financee." Kara chirped sharply. "Dante's getting married." She sounds and look pain, like someone whose heart just got broke. I frowned, is there something I'm missing on here? "Oh goodness no, not your Man silly," Kara exclaimed as she threw her head back and laughs, The girl blush deeply slightly hiding her face behind her curtain hair. I crock an eyebrow at none of them in particular, more to myself. "Dario then?" Her voice was back to normal and relax