Kaya Rose Scodelario-davis Novels & Stories

Clean, rosemary-steel scent as she stopped an arm’s length away. “Hi,” I said, because manners are survival tactics. “I’m—” “Zoey,” she said. “Yes. We know.” “We?” “The people trying to keep you breathing while the rest decide what to do with the idea of you.” “Cool,” I said. “No pressure.” “I’m Kaia.” She set her kit on the table and lifted her hands a fraction. “Healer. May I?” My spine voted no. My brain cued a slideshow: fainting in a clearing. Carried by a man whose job title might legally be Wolf King. I nodded. “Nothing with needles. Last nurse looked at my vein like it owed her rent.”

‘Bastard… where’s my daughter’ Ivory said with difficulty as she glared daggers at Keya and her fiancée Adger. ‘Oh that bitch, she’s in a high grade torturing cell and when she’s ten, am gonna sell her in a low class brothel’. Keya said smiling innocently. Ivory gasped angrily and she used her remaining strength to launch an attack on Keya but unfortunately Adger used ice element to throw her away and she flew like a piece of rag.

I wanted all the perfects for her. Daisy was her friend now and she was in fashion industry since forever. So I choosed her . " I see. It will be a grand wedding. " Daisy smiled looking at Omi. In the midst of our conversation a woman walked in. " Ah there she is. Meet Kaaya, she is especially known for designing customized wedding dresses. Might I say she is expert in this. " Daisy introduced us to a red hair woman. " Hello. " She shaked hands before she dive right into the work.

They were naturally interested in knowing who the most beautiful women in the city were. With lust gleaming in his eyes, Cosmo said, “The Four Beauties of Lilyrose are quite close with Kaze. “The first being his wife, Darcy Quint. Followed by Snow Frost, the secretary of Perfect World Group’s chairman. I heard she came from a powerful background and assisted Kaze a few times. But I’m sure she’s the chairman’s sex slave, so better don’t touch her.

Cade I was sitting there with Mark, watching them run. I caught a scent of something floral. I knew that smell, it was Kaya. I looked at Mark. "I will be back; keep an eye on them." He nodded, and I began to walk out of the arena. I followed the scent to the trees outside the stadium. There she was. Her black hair was down, and I loved seeing her curves. I walked up to her. I put my hands on her hips and pulled her into a kiss.

“His busy “ she replied rudely and I let out a sigh, her gaze moved all over my body. I felt like I was being insulted through her eyes. My lips curled in to a smile and my eyes shone with amusement, some people are just weird. I pulled out my phone and stared at the number written at the back of the card, I inserted it in to my phone and dialled. The woman seemed not to care anymore as she focused on reading what she was reading, the phone rung and then it vibrated before I had a male voice. “Kenneth Rogers speaking ..” The name was familiar and now the voice, I wondered where I had that voice before. “Amelia Rose, your attorney " I whispered lightly " am standing here at the reception and

she smiled but she wasn’t looking at Rain, she was looking at Alexander. “I’ll lead the way,” the woman even had deep dimples in her cheek when she smiled, she also looked like she knew the kind of effect she had on the people around her. “I’m Rosa Valentine,” she said even though no one fucking asked her for her name. “I’m the manager, the second I heard that you were having a meeting in our humble establishment, I took it upon myself to welcome you personally and see to it that everything will be to your liking,” Great, she was also an ass kisser.

The other woman replied to calm her down, and pushed her sister-in-law forward a few steps. Skandar Hemingway finally greeted Davis's wife, then his eyes turned to the young girl in a long blue dress. There was no need to ask for her identity card even to test whether the girl was young or old, because Skandar even doubted if the girl had already had an identity card. Skandar threw a cold gaze on the girl. Charisa Zwetta Davis was shorter than him, the girl looked away from his gaze. Ckk, See, even though we had not married yet, we had been in a cold war like this!

What he found made his cock instantly hard. On his laptop screen was a live feed. A girl wearing a delicate black lace mask, wearing nothing but thigh-high stockings and a tiny thong, was on her knees on a bed. Her perfect tits were on full display, nipples hard. She was teasing her audience, slowly sliding a thick toy in and out of her visibly wet pussy. It was Jade. His stepsister. Kai watched, frozen, as she moaned softly for her viewers, calling herself LunaRose and begging them to tip more if they wanted to see her cum.

I shrugged at Victor and did a palms up. “Who is she?” I whispered in his ear. “What’s the granddaughter’s name who won’t sign?” Victor asked. “Maybe Daisy could speak to her and smooth things over.” “Kayla Davis,” the realtor replied. I groaned. Kayla was the girl who was expelled from my high school for bullying me in the bathroom and tearing my dress. She also bullied me over my wetsuit at William’s pool party and pushed me into the pool. William abjured her after I almost drowned.