Kiana Mei Novels & Stories

Coraline added and they both let their hands go when Coraline leaned closer to me. "Hey, if your cousin Kiana's here. Where is he?" I creased my brows at her. Where was who? Who's he referring? "Where, who? What?" I asked but she pouted. "Come on! Stop being so unfair! I mean, Mezakiel? Hello!" Eh? Why seeking for Mezakiel out of the blue?! We're just talking to Kiana here! "What do you mean?" I asked but she ignored me.

"The plant. Is she in position?" "Yes, Mr. Vesper. Her name is Mei. She was processed into the domestic staff of the Wukang house three days ago as a junior maid. She has high-level clearance for the guest suites. She’s one of ours—ex-intelligence, specialized in extraction and covert comms."

He gestured for Kiema to sit. "I'm Kiema. Daughter of Heppni and Apollo. I'm a Prime in my own right in addition to being a demi-goddess on my father's side." I nodded even though I had no idea what any of those words meant in that combination. She smiled at me. "I'm a powerful goddess on my world. Azica." I nodded again. At least I understood her that time. "Good for you. How are you here? Why are you here?" The dragons all sucked in noisy breaths. It sounded like a wind tunnel had taken up residence in our living room for a couple moments. Then the expectant pause as they waited for something else to happen settled in the room.

Something steady. She smiles. Kindly. “I am Queen Viola,” she says. Queen. I straighten slightly, forcing myself to respond. “I am… Kiana.” The name feels strange now. Like it no longer belongs to me. “Princess Kiana,” I correct quietly. “And this is Fiona,” I add, gesturing slightly. Viola’s expression softens. “It is a pleasure,” she says. I try to smile. I really do. But it does not reach my eyes.

Caleb gripped the steering wheel tightly. “Caleb?” Through clenched teeth, he said, “She was a redhead, Diana. He’s a red lupus garou looking for a mate. There must be a shortage of eligible females in the area.” Diana's throat felt parched as if she’d crossed the Badlands without a lick of water.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Act fine when I'm not and lie about the way I feel. I met Miss Mia's kids earlier. Names are Kira-the teen, and Merliah. Both pretty and kind at the same time. Kira is the shy type but I can sense she is an intelligent kid with a bright future ahead. Merliah is the extroverted one. She's jolly and a curious cat that she came to the point of asking me what's my favourite planet. The time we spent together is short since they need to go home. Miss Mia is an independent woman and I admire her for raising two great kids without any man helping him raise her kids- aside from Sir Flinn who's paying her salary.

LOG KAIA_01. I tapped it, my hands trembling. The screen sprang to life. My younger self showed up, barefooted, calm, with a faint smile. She was talking to someone off-camera while sitting in a white room. Voice: "Do you remember what your name is?" Younger Me: "Kaia. Kaia Sloane. "And what are you?" said the voice. Younger Me: "I don't know. I believe I'm evolving. Voice: "It's usual. You were designed to change”

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

I was also upset with myself that I felt jealous of seeing another woman closer to Karish than me. The latter did not seem bothered by Blondie lying in his arms except that she gave her cheek as she went after his lips and placed her gently on her feet. "Melissa Nicole Morrison. Nice to meet you." Blondie introduced herself and extended her hand to me while she had the other around Karish. "Stanlay Lune Parker. Nice to meet you too." I answered and shook Melissa's hand and resisted the urge not to break her fingers in the process. "Interesting. Do you think that if you can take the title as your middle name, you can be?" Melissa frowned.