Kendra Elliot Books Novels & Stories

He looked at her with insanity, just pure evil that made Kiera loosen her grip, that man. "Ah, Solana's beta..." Elliot said completely turned on. He thinks that only Solana can make him feel this way but he is wrong, her beta is just the same as her. Nerissa looked at Kiera's situation, she was rattled for a moment but went back to her senses and attacked Elliot. He was dodging every punch and kick that Kiera throws at him. He cannot move forward because she is at the edge of where the sunlight starts. "Clever girl," he whispered. He sees too much potential in her, maybe when she grows up they can have a battle to the death. Elliot holds Kiera's hand in his hands. He is not a bit unfocused.

she kept the cell phone pressed to her ear, as she left the storage room attached to the terrace, going down the stairs to the floor below “Do you have any idea how many times I stood next to your crib at night, wondering whether or not I should end Elise's last remnant? How I regret having chickened out, thinking about what Lucas could do to me. Everything could be resolved since that time…” “Did you chicken out or were you seduced by the idea of ​​being able to torture me for years, to take out all that hate you felt for my parents, just because they loved each other? I know you, Kendra.” Alice growled, disgusted “I know very well that other people's suffering was the only genuine joy you

she asked as she slid from the saddle onto legs that felt like they were made of rubber. He stopped for a moment, as if taken aback by the question. “Why, he’s perfect, of course.” Kendra gave a tired smile. “Good.” “Are you going to tell me what happened? Where’s Rex?” Felix asked with urgency. Kendra frowned. “I was hoping that he was here already. We got separated.” “Zombies?” he worriedly asked. “I encountered some, but…” she began. “I’m very thirsty and I haven’t eaten since yesterday morning. Is there anything to eat?”

I whisper as I hold back a tear. “Kendra wait,” she mumbles. I jerk back at hearing her words. Did she really just speak? Kendra? Why the hell is she talking about her? Kendra left the pack about three months ago. Stating she found her mate while volunteering at our rouge safe house. I knew that Ella and her were close before she left, could she be having a memory? I don’t know what the hell is going on but I need to get Sarah now. Just as I am about to go find Sarah, she walks into the room.

Then, turning back to Rupert, she hissed, “I’ll antagonize this piece of dung all I want.” Rupert’s lustful gaze consumed her as he sneered. “If memory serves me correctly, we have some unfinished business.” “In your dreams, maybe,” Kendra barked as she stood and straightened her clothing and freshened the ponytail in her hair. She didn’t feel nearly as brave as she was behaving in front of Rupert and his threatening group of mercenaries for the aliens, but she refused to show her nervousness to him. “Now, get out of my way so that I can start our breakfast.”

People who cared about her just as much as she did about them, even though she was in no way one of them. The feeling made her feel so much better, and made her hope that her own folks back home— scratch that— back in Riverdale, had found people like that too. For about thirty minutes, Kendra was lost in the world of geography as she read through the huge voluminous book, but she was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the huge library door opening.

“The door isn’t locked. Come in.” He opened the door to find Kendra in front of her laptop, typing some notes. She was taking classes at the local community college to study to become an accountant when she wasn’t busy looking after Elara. Damien cleared his throat, and Kendra turned around to face him. “What?” Kendra asked. “Is that any way to greet your Alpha?” “Should I roll out the red carpet for you or something? Is that what you expect?” Kendra asked, not even bothering to get up from her chair.

Kendra’s grin widened at the other girl’s frightened gasp. “Jesus Ken! Are you trying to kill me!?” “Nope—I figured I’d get creative when that time eventually comes, but luckily for you it’s not now. Cali and I haven’t seen much of you lately. What’s going on, dude? Feeling better?” Kendra snickered merrily, drumming her gold ring adorned fingers against the counter coyly and craning her neck toward the back as if she were searching for someone.

“What is all that?” Kendra stumbled a few steps through the door to strip the bags from her shoulders, heaping them at her feet. Her wild mane of hair spiraled out from her head in fat curls, making her presence seem larger and farther reaching. Beneath the layered straps of the many bags, Sidney could make out the meticulous business-casual attire of Kendra’s work day, her badge plastered against her somewhere beneath the web. “Oh, girl,” Kendra huffed, “don’t even ask. Kids. It’s kids.”

"Your friend means something to him, even if he doesn't understand what yet." Sarah felt a warmth spread through her chest at his words. "Clara deserves someone who'll worry about her. She's been through so much." "We all deserve that," Elliot said softly, and something in his tone made Sarah's heart flutter. They worked in comfortable silence for a while, occasionally brushing hands as they reached for the same item. Each time, both of them would apologize quickly, faces flushing slightly. "Should I pack these books?" Elliot asked, gesturing to a small shelf filled with romance novels and pregnancy guides.