Kaylee Serenity Novels & Stories

“Yes, yes. What is it?” “It’s Kia, it’s Diana. Death.” “Can you calm down and talk to me?” She asked her trying to understand what she was trying to say. Serenity’s thoughts had been in disarray since her encounter with Aiden in the dungeon. “It’s Kia.” She finally said. “What happened to him?” Olivia got serious and concerned at once. “He got stabbed and now his…” Serenity didn’t get to finish her words because Olivia had run off toward the direction of the bay with Rex on her tail.

"Scarlett." ******

Kevin smiled and said, “Since you don’t like it, I’ll listen to you. Men in our family like to listen to their other half.” Hayden was speechless. She wanted to beat him up. He was too shameless! She had not accepted his pursuit, and yet he was treating her as his other half. Was he not afraid that his grandmother would scold him for pursuing her? After returning to her office, Hayden took out her phone and called Serenity. Serenity was the wife of the eldest son of the Yorks. It was not hard for Hayden to get her contact. It did not take long before Serenity answered the call.

I asked. I could see shocked expressions from everyone. I can tell they just found out they recognized Kayla as their mate. Serene goes into the room and grabs Kayla's hand. She hums and her eyes turn white. We all watched her. She looks confused. "She isn't human" Serene says. Hunh? I say to myself " Humans have energy that looks pale blue to me. Her aura is a bright red. I dont know what she is, but she isn't human" Serene says.

I say. “I’m Kaylee. She’s Kendra,” Kaylee says. Since one is wearing a pink shirt and one is wearing a yellow one, I make note of who is who. “Are you a strong fighter?” Kendra asks Rhett. “My Dad just started training me this summer,” he says. “How old are you?” Kaylee asks, looking appalled. “I’m four,” he says. “And he just started training you?” Kendra asks, looking outraged. “Aren’t you the Alpha heir?” Kaylee asks.

Once the worst of the crying had passed, once my breathing had steadied into something closer to normal, Ally settled cross-legged on the floor beside me, something careful and deliberate in the way she chose her next words. "I know someone who can help you find your roots properly, Sera. Trace the whole bloodline, not just what's in one dusty file." Ma Agatha's head came up sharp. "Is he an Alpha?" "No." Ally shook her head. "He's no Alpha. He's a seer. A very powerful one, from what I've been told. He's been helping me search for my own parents for the past several months, quietly, without anyone at the orphanage knowing."

But now, through the slightly dusty glass pane of the conservatory window, the scene unfolded like a beautifully staged horror movie. Kael stood by the marble fountain, his large, muscular hands clamped firmly around my sister’s waist, pulling her flush against his chest. He wasn't wearing his training gear today; he was already dressed in a crisp white button-down shirt, the top two buttons undone, looking every bit the regal heir he was. His blue eyes, which used to look at me with such fierce intensity, were dilated with pure lust as he stared down at Seraphina. "Let them look," Kael murmured, his deep baritone vibrating through the glass. "The elders are already finalizing the paperwork.

Lia held up one of the blocks proudly. “We’re making a castle.” Kael’s eyes shifted briefly to Serena before returning to his daughter. “I can see that.” Serena stood quickly. “Good morning.” “Miss Hart.” His voice was calm. Dangerous at that. Lia frowned suddenly. “Don’t call her Miss Hart.” Serena blinked. Kael raised an eyebrow slightly. “What should I call her?” “Serena.” The room went quiet for one awkward second. Then Kael looked directly at her.

(Serena) We are armed with snacks, hot cocoa, high-speed Wi-Fi, and the fully unhinged conviction of two women in pajamas with a vendetta. Haylee’s curled up on the other end of my couch in pink fuzzy socks and a floral sleep set. Her laptop’s perched on her knees. “Alright, babe,” she says, flexing her fingers like she’s about to crack into the Pentagon. “If you’re going to fight for this man—and for the record, I say ditch his ass—you need to know what you’re up against. Let’s stalk this bitch.”

Allen asked. My heart fell. I didn't want to think about this again. Tate sensed my discomfort and placed a kiss on my hand tenderly. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes and become the stone cold woman I was when Tate picked me up from Greenwood. There's no time for me to be emotional. "Kai is my uncle." Layton and Allen gaped, their mouths opening and closing like fish. I know what's running through their minds. How? Why? Is she for real?