Kiana Mei Novels & Stories

There were some changes in her, but her naturally arched eyebrows, which added to her haughty aura, were still the same. "Kiana," I said, emphasizing her distasteful name before glancing at the little girl she was holding. The cute girl just stared at me like I was someone intriguing. "So, you got pregnant early? I guess you're eighteen now?" "Yes," she answered hesitantly. "Who's the father?" I asked, looking at her with an intense gaze. She averted her gaze before answering my question. "Domino... Vicedo."

Black. The big LED TV showed the details of the girls. The first picture is of her face and her body after her name and details. The look wise. She was beautiful and had brown hair and brown eyes. The features of her showing she must be in her teenage. Name: Liana Cruz Country: Singapore Age: 19 years Status: Virgin.

I see a man smiling at her, tickling her as she laughs. “Dada.” She is speaking! I wonder what Ryan did to her. The man must be Ari, her actual father. He is shorter than me and has a slim frame. He has dark black hair and brown eyes. A woman walks in and I recognize her from pictures Ashoka has. It’s her mother, Kiana. Kiana is short like Ashoka but has long blonde hair and piercing green eyes. She definitely has an angelic look to her. “She is so beautiful Kiana. Our Haley is so beautiful.”

The lady was taller than her and had long and full hair that looked so healthy. She also had a pretty face that looked prettier with her smile. "Hello," Caitlyn simply said, quite confused about who the lady is. "My name's Kate. I moved in today. Next door," She explained. "Ah!" Caitlyn breathed down with a small chuckle. "What were you thinking? That I'm here to kidnap you?" The lady joked and they laughed. "You're welcome. My name's Caitlyn." "Nice to meet you, Caitlyn," She said and extended her hand for a handshake.

"Our next possession is a 24 years old woman, Aniya Meier," those words of Kael finally halted his hand. His finger stopped tapping on that glass. His eyes darted from Kael to the middle of that stage where he found two men of Kael dragging her in the centre of that stage. That spot light fell all over her body which was wrapped in that white dress. Her long dark auburn hair was open and was falling on her flushed face. Her eyes were shut but her tears were glistening on her cheeks. She was also drugged.

Kiana smiled as she squeezed her hands, "You will remember. Don't force yourself too soon. My name is Kiana. I'm a very good friend of yours. I came to create new memories with you if that's okay." At the mention of 'New memories,' Joane's face reddened but Kiana didn't tease her about it. "Then, I must have been such a great person if I have an awesome baby sister and a good friend like you." Joane smiled. "How do you know I'm a good friend don't be too trusting. " "I'm not. I just know that I'm good at character judgment. So, give a girl some useful information. Like what do you do and why am I friends with a rich girl?"

She looked very much like Jennifer Connelly, with the way her eyebrows framed her kind, delicate eyes. She and K had some resemblance, too. They were both stunningly beautiful, with slim physique, the right combination of sharp and soft features on their faces, and they were of the same height, too. The only difference was, K was more exotic, which was probably something she got from her nonexistent father. "Come on in now, kids," Laura ushered them in, literally dragging both K and Jesse to the steps of the patio. "Get in and get warm, real quick." She demanded.

I even walk as quietly as possible towards the passenger seat as I slowly open the door on her side. I looked at her as I observed her appearance. Kiana was an attractive person, and I know that anyone would agree with me when I say that she looks like an angel, especially now that she was here, sleeping peacefully. She has this white and glowing skin that complements her red and kissable lips. She has thick eyebrows and long lashes, which help her to become even more beautiful. Her eyes, nose, and lips were all perfectly sculpted, as was her body build and height.

"Ares, this is Miaree. My best friend from high school. You’ve spoken to her briefly on the phone." "Nice to meet you," I said. I let my arms drop from Kia's waist, straightening my shoulders as my professional demeanor clicked into place. My voice dropped into the cold, even register I used in the Vueravista boardroom. "I am Kianna’s husband, Ares France Vuertalejo." Kia immediately reached up, her fingers pinching my cheek with a sharp tug. "Stop doing that! You’re going to terrify her if you look that serious."

It is crazy you know? Because, Who wouldn't want a beautiful, outgoing, jovial, open minded, hard-working intelligent young lady with a touch is soulful sass who gives you that motherly homely warmth? A lass such as Keana? Meehn! She is the full option; should you get to know her well which I surmise they seldom ever make effort to do. Their lose though! and her gain.