Kiana Kaslana Fanart Novels & Stories

Lalisa could only whisper her name. Before she could say anything more, Seren’s tall, slender form appeared behind Kieran. She wore only a tight-fitting white tank top and grey sweatpants, revealing a perfect set of abs and a well-defined chest. A sly smile played on her beautifully sculpted lips. Her dark brown eyes swept over Lalisa from head to toe, undisguised.

Garrett stated. "She has never not talked to me, though," Ethan responded. "She's your mate. If she was through with you, she would've rejected you," Garrett confirmed. "After the festival, you get to claim her as your Luna, and you can be done with hiding." As if summoned, Kasia and her sister Lana, accompanied by their friends Lily and Janet, stepped into view. They were a stunning sight, each clad in their own unique summer ensemble. Kasia wore a flowing skirt reminiscent of a sunlit meadow, while Lana exuded ethereal charm in a maxi skirt adorned with delicate floral patterns. Lily and Janet, in their breezy shorts and tank tops, embodied the playful spirit of the season.

Judging by Josephineea's data, Rita has traveled half the world, but it is not written how she manages to finance her expensive hobby. Candidate number 3, Karen ... This time he didn't even bother to look for her last name, knowing that it certainly wasn't listed. Karen should work as a model. Her beautiful blue eyes and Nordic light hair would drive air out of every man's lungs. She is not a student and has no loans. She is the manager of a nursing home, and in her free time, she gives piano lessons to girls and boys in the children's club.

Not just for me, for anyone who sits in his chair. I walk to his shop down the road from the packhouse about an hour later. He is ready and waiting when I get there. Fortunately for me, he is an artistic genius. I give him a shitty description of what I have in mind, show him several pictures, and he magically sketches out what's in my brain. We talk about Kas and all the things that make her so special. From her bubbly, caring personality, her love of cooking, I also touch on her past a bit. I even tell him about her abilities being the reason she has to go to France.

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This is the first time someone have declared there candidature in my show. “I wish you all the best miss Kate Zainab Omar.”

Nang matapos ni Killian ang pagbibihis at pag-aayos sa sarili, mabilis niyang kinuha ang car key at dumiretso sa kotse niya, bago ito paharurutin papunta sa mga shop na nagbebenta ng Art materials. He knows that Viviana loves to paint and draw, she does like the color of pink, not neon pink because she said it looks like someone who would do a zumba. She doesn't like eating vegetables but she does eat if she wants to. She does eat a lot of meat but she wants a meat that is soft and can easily be eaten. Viviana also love to do skin care and make up, she also like wearing a lot of fashion. Killian smiled because of it, he knows a lot about Viviana. Viviana probably doesn't know him but really,

She even gave me a brief description about the artists working here and their nature and much to my dismay Samar Randhawa is also working in this movie. Ambe ma please make sure that he doesn't remember me just like kiaan. If he remembers me then he will destroy my life. Shruti introduced me to a girl named Tina. Who is a makeup artist here and by her expression I can see that she isn't happy with my appearance here. "Tina is kiaan sir's make up artist so she will teach you everything and tell you what suits him or what not OK?" Shruti said Ah! That's the reason behind her not so happy self.

I try to swallow, but my mouth is hanging open. Kas is in a loose purple dress that comes to her knees. The straps tie into bows on top of her shoulders. The color makes her skin look like porcelain and her short white hair looks like she just had it trimmed. It’s brushed to the side, making her look a little like a pixie or fairy. She is wearing a little makeup, but just enough to give her cheeks some color. Saint’s tail wags, and he swoons at our beautiful wife. I feel myself put my hand over my heart. It beats like it’s trying to escape. “No, y-you’re perfect.”

"Is it true or not that you are doing alright there? I brought some garments." "I'm fine! I don't require it!" Stanlay's voice came muted from behind the entryway. "What?" After a snapshot of quietness, Stanlay emerged from the restroom with just a little towel folded over her sculpted physique. She has an athletic figure, etched however not solid. Her body was the indication of solidarity and excellence melded. I ran up my eyes over her long velvety legs then gazed upward. I never had an uncertainty that she was excellent, some way or another seeing her face obviously made me more drawn to her. She had heterochromia, one blue eye and one green, an extraordinariness even among wolves. Fair s