Kianna Dior Gif Novels & Stories

He looks at me and I motion to the front door. “Ayden,” Came the voice of my best friend, Dakota. Our parents promised her to Ayden from a young age and they were inseparable, also darn right cute together. They have their little moment and I stare on wistfully. Would Killian be like that with me? “Get a room, you two,” Kiara says as she walks up behind us and nudges me playfully. I look her up and down, she was dressed in her uniform, but she did not take pride in it at all. Her hair hung down her back in thick raven curls and her makeup matched it; dark and somber.

The unspoken history between Dion and Alessia cast a shadow over my mood. "I missed you so much, Kiana." Alessia beamed. "You look beautiful. Is that gown from Dolce and Gabbana? I gave an empty smile. "Thank you, Alessia; where have you been all this time?" I tried to redirect the conversation away from my appearance.

her expression softening as she met his eyes. Kian's smile returned, brighter now "Now, do you want to play video games with me?" Kira blinked in surprise, a spark of excitement lighting up her face "Yes! Yes, I do!" ****** When Jia finished her shoot, she got a text from Silvio telling her he was waiting outside She grabbed her bag, waved her goodbyes to the crew and stepped out. She immediately found Silvio's car, parked nearby. She walked toward it..knocking lightly on the window before opening the backseat door and slipping in

[Saka: Your face Karina. Hurry up!”] Karina nodded. Finally she took a picture of herself using the new phone. She smiled and clicked. Karina sent the picture. Saka: Beautiful. Karina: Thank you. There was no reply. Karina closed her phone. She touched her hot cheek. Karina couldn't hold back her smile. She walked happily to the closet. Later she would choose the clothes she would wear to go to Diana's exhibition.

He went around to go back to his spot at the Broadway street sign, and surprised to see that K was already standing there. She was wearing a flowy, full-length black skirt with little white daisies printed all over the fabric. She paired it with a cute and cropped little white tee with the words YES. NO. MAYBE. sprawled on the chest area, an oversized denim jacket on top of it, and matched them with beige suede ankle boots. Her dark hair was in wild, loose curls. Her eyes were so bright - they gleamed and sparkled as the brilliant lights from the digital billboards hit her pupils. She was almost completely covered, very modest, except for her exposed tiny midriff because of the little crop t

If only I did, I would have paid the fine but I hand no choice. I was terrifyingly nervous and everyone was staring at us both cheering. "Kiss, Kiss, Kiss." Repeatedly and annoying. Angela then neatly crawled in-front of me staring straight in my eyes. I was trembling to my toes. Her eyes then closed slowly and in a little moment, felt her lips an inch less on mine.

"Delulu emergency incoming!!!!" Lila smiled faintly as she scrolled, then she clicked on a fan edit someone had tagged her in. Slow-motion clips of Kai on stage — sweat glistening on his neck, the way his shirt clung to his chest, that intense stare into the camera, the deep timbre of his voice in the background audio. Her body clenched again.

"Kia, my heart isn't feeling too good. Could you help me put it on?" Cain plopped down on the couch with a playful smile as he extended a leg toward her. To my shock, Kiara actually crouched down and helped him with the shoelaces. "Fine. As long as you're willing to help me and let Shane pass the tests, I'll do whatever you say." When Kiara finished speaking, Cain used the tip of his toes to lift the hem of her skirt teasingly. It was a blatantly flirtatious motion, yet all Kiara did was laugh indulgently.

“Kian is using your lipstick to draw muscles on his arms.” “I am absolutely not…” Kian protests, then pauses. “Okay, maybe a little.” I groan and drag myself out of bed. By the time I make it to the living room, chaos has fully bloomed. Kian is shirtless, flexing in front of the mirror with red smudges on his arms, while Hania stands nearby with crossed arms, already dressed and glaring at him like a disappointed manager. “You said you’d wear the blue shirt,” she says.

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