Kian Lawley Dirty Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Fix this.” Kian exhaled slowly. “It’s not that simple.” Mark slammed his hands on the desk. “You still love her, don’t you?” Kian’s chest tightened, but he said nothing. Mark shook his head. “You’re a coward.” Kian’s jaw ticked. “We are siblings Mark.” “What?” Mark said as he took a step forward. Kian nodded and handed him a picture, “This picture, that was Emma, and that was Joel, Joel gave birth to I and Emma including Lucas but Emma’s mother was a maid.”

“You are my mine—from your first only love, Kian.” And wait, he had written it with my new bottle of ketchup. I couldn't believe this. I let out a strangled, hoarse laugh that shook through my body violently. I should have known that the same Kian who made my previous lawyer drop my case would never back down easily. And everything he did with Zita was to make me let my guard down. He had replaced the wall with our wedding pictures and the disgust that crawled through my skin—God. My breathing became shallow and uneven as I took a picture of the mess and sent it to Daxton.

Kiera POV I woke, laying sideways on a round bed in a sleazy club. My body ached a little and between my legs was not only raw, but humming in bliss. I smiled to myself. I never thought I would enjoy a dirty one night stand with a complete stranger, who was also an arrogant Alpha. I did though. I would never see him again and no one would know exactly what happened last night. This will be my dirty little secret that I knew I would fantasize about the rest of my life.

Kian yelled. “Ahh, so you care for her now?” “What I feel is none of your business.” “She reminds you of her, doesn’t she?” His gaze snapped to hers. “Don’t bring my child into this.” “I can—and I will, Kian. I can even help you bring her back from the dead. All you have to do is remain loyal to me and my sister.” Kian let out a short, bitter laugh. “So you can keep using me to do your dirty work? I want out. I’m tired of playing errand boy for you both.”

On the night the moon bleeds red, we'll be reunited. 'Forever yours, Damien' I felt Kieran's rage through the mate bond before I saw it on his face. His wolf was pressing so close to the surface that his eyes flashed silver. "He was here," Kieran growled. "In my territory. In your room. And he left this—this obscene love letter about murdering you." "He's trying to provoke you," I said, though my hands were shaking as I held the note. "He wants you angry and reckless." "It's working," Kieran said through gritted teeth.

The three brothers got off their horses and I watched in horror as master Kieran matched to Lucy, who stood defiantly. Just when he was about to reach her, his eyes met mine and I froze. His cold eyes ran over me, before settling on Matt, who was still standing very close to me. Matt stepped away from me immediately, noticing master Kieran’s stare. He obviously recognized me. As if nothing had happened, he continued his walk towards Lucy. “Damn you all, I am not scared of you!” She yelled again, pointing a finger at Kieran. “Do you have a death wish?” Master Kieran asked casually, like he was asking about her favourite food.

“You won’t succeed with this. Demetrius’s love for me is unwavering, and nothing can come between our bond. It will keep him going without giving up. He is a great Alpha, the Lycan king.” I leaned towards her; her wrist, where the rope was, was bruised. “We shall see about that. The game is just unfolding. Demetrius will fall, and I will be there to watch him. I will rise above you all. You can watch as your beloved pack crumbles to the ground. Since you are nothing, you will remain in the dirt that suits you just fine.” “Do you have someone working for you?” Layla asked instead of reflecting on my words.

The Third Person's pov They remain on both sides of Faye, waiting for her full recovery. Faye, sandwiched between two tall, mature men, was first embraced by Liam, and in a flash, the heat from another man spread from her back to her body. Leander's d.ick is half-erect, pressing against the crevice in Faye's hip through her underwear. Liam buries himself in Faye's damp hair, sniffs her hair, kisses her neck and rubs his d.ick against her thighs.

"So what if you grab onto him and cling to that piece of marriage license? I own his breath, his heart, and every look. Do you trust me when I say that he will crawl at my feet even more madly than before after tonight's show? And soon enough, he'll kick you out." Haley had been correct. Now, Kieran was nothing more than a helpless sycophant. She was crying uncontrollably in front of him, but he was unable to see her at all; she was insane, fixated, and seemed to have been cursed by Haley. Lydia’s heart was seized by fear, which was followed by intense rage and resistance. She pushed herself to her feet, trembling uncontrollably as she poked a finger at his nose and screamed, her voice crack

I'm sure they will do the same when they watch Kian take over the title from his dad. Not sure why they didn't glow when they saw him for the first time. Or maybe they did, but he ignored it? I was too lost in pain over losing Wyatt, my wailing baby in his gamma's hands, and Maya almost dying because of Ryder's attack. I didn't pay attention to Kian's thoughts when he carried me to the rooftop. I needed a pink eye to justify wearing sunglasses at twilight. I ran back to my room and opened the laptop. 'How to make your one eye look bloodshot?' I asked g****e and closed the window immediately. What if Kian is monitoring my browsing history? He will look for search words like 'How to kill your