Kiana Mei Novels & Stories

"The look of someone who’s not supposed to be here." Still attempting to comprehend his presence, I blinked. "And you are?" "Yemi Kings." He reached out to me with a firm yet unforgiving hand. "CEO of Kings Industries." I recognized the name, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. The way he gazed at me as if he were studying me and looking for something hidden beneath the surface, diverted my attention too much. I unwillingly accepted his hand, and I felt a weird chill when he touched me. "Lola Taylor."

Mathew burst out laughing as he handed the folder back. Kieran smirked. “I just typed that word in. It is not really a contract. It is an agreement. And once she signs it, she will belong to me… forever.” Mathew stared at him, clearly baffled by what he was hearing. Kieran only returned the look, calm and certain. “Who is this woman you are talking about?” Mathew finally asked. Kieran’s smile softened as her face filled his thoughts, beautiful and radiant. “Liana Lane Dela Cruz.”

She shows me her phone so I can look at the message she sent me. - I'm sending you this message to ensure that it's with me you have the appointment. I just pretended to be her. I am the one concerned. I apologize for not putting my photo, but I was afraid you wouldn't agree to come to the meeting. Let me introduce myself: Miss Alicia Divine, I am thirty-five years old and I am a virgin. I would like you to help me with this little issue. I stood there for a long time. I can't believe it: the woman in front of me is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen; she has long legs like a model and a stunning face. How is it possible that she is still a virgin at thirty-five?

Zoya laughed—small, quick—at something Kenji said, then smoothed her face back into calm like she’d stolen one second of joy and put it away. Mei swallowed. “She only moves like this when she feels trapped,” Mei said. “Or when she thinks someone close to her might get dragged into it.” Raiyan’s silence was heavy. Mei softened in spite of herself. “Listen,” she said, voice rougher than she wanted. “I want you two to survive this. I do. And I’m not saying that to be cute.” She stopped, inhaled. “If she finds out I’m feeding you updates,” Mei added, “she’ll disown me. With a smile. Like I’m an annoying waiter. So… Don't make me the villain.”

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

Riley ‘’Mia, what are you doing here?’’ Kieran asked. Mia? Who is Mia supposed to be, and why is she in Kieran’s room, walking like it’s not her first time here? I clenched my fist, trying to suppress the anger and jealousy surging through me. ‘’ Your majesty, I thought to ask if you had anything for me?’’ she replied She works for him then… Who is she? I interrupted ‘’Oh, this is Mia, my second in command and a beta’’ Kieran answered before turning back to her to answer her question.

I had to make up those lies just to be free from any other pending questions. "Okay, so what's your name??? I haven't seen you around. I have only met Natalie..." "Yes, maybe because I resume a few weeks back. I'm Kaira Kimani... A celebrity designer..." "Yes, I saw you on the front page of a fashion style magazine...I was actually wondering where I have seen your face... Really look familiar. Nice to meet you, dear..." She hugged me... "Pleasure is all mine Mrs. Marcia" I really felt awkward

I told my friend. He just nodded and walked towards his bathroom, wiping away at his eyes. I shook my head as I pulled out my phone. I was going to hate myself for this. I found the person I was looking for and tapped their number. I lifted my phone to my ear and sighed, as my mate was glaring at me. I barred my teeth at him with a growl. "Hello?" A familiar voice asked. "This is Emiko Arachne Botan, Queen of Fae, Arachnids, and Wendigos."

I grab his wrist, digging in my nails. “Yes. He did. That’s my name. I’m Kenna Westfall, Princess of Eastonia.”

"I assume you don't recall my na-" "Claude Kaize, Beta of Pack Regime." "You do." He eyes me knowingly, that stern and confident look of his shows as though he knows everything. "This lady knows the most, Kaize." I flashed him a warning glance in an attempt to keep him away from me. "Fetch me some water and dare poison it, why don't you?" Claude's eyes narrow through his glasses before he bows down and walks out of my chambers. "He's sharp, I'll give him that." I tell myself in a low whisper. But none of that seemed to ease me enough, for I know better that he won't last, and I don't want to build any attachment issues with anyone anymore in this place.