Kiara Name Novels & Stories

Her grip was small but firm, and she shook it exactly once, up and down, with the solemnity of a business executive closing a deal. "I'm Kiara," she said, and her voice was steadier now, stronger. "My momma calls me pumpkin, and my great-grandpa calls me princess Kiara Lilly-Rose." She boosted so proudly, her chin lifting, her shoulders straightening. Even with tear tracks still wet on her cheeks, even with her eyes red and swollen, she managed to look like a queen introducing herself to a subject. Kiara. The name hit Justin like a physical blow. His breath caught, and for a moment, the world seemed to tilt around him.

'How if she's waking up and crying on nobody is here? Kiara returned to the terrace. The three of them noticed her worried look and asked, "Is there any problem, Luna?" Kiara's gaze shifted to look at them one by one. The girl stared back at her timidly, she asked. "What is your name, dear?" "Isla, Luna"

I didn’t want to go through the disappointment and worry again, so I just put it off for as long as I could. Kiara had let me in on one of her secrets. Her parents had raised her as sheltered as they possibly could, so naturally Kiara had turned to the internet to make friends. Combine that with the fact that she is a natural fashionista, and she has gained over two million followers on Instagram.

“She is a new internet sensation and honoured with the title of world’s cutest baby just yesterday but I don’t think she is a model, just a regular six-seven years old girl.” “Wow! What’s her name? Lemme check her on the internet,” Rose asked while she opened g****e. “Her name is Kiara. But she lives in New York. We need to contact her parents in case you shortlist her.” The assistant said, and Rose answered almost immediately. “My goodness, she is so beautiful!” Rose exclaimed ass she watched Kiara watching clumsily holding her rose gold gown and she searched her other pictures as well. “I am shortlisting her.”

Radian uttered. "What's the name of your Riley" Kalani asked Kiara. She hummed several"I think I forgot" she pouted. Raiden chuckled "You think you forgot" He smiled. "Oh! I remember her name. But it's just now"she blinked her eye rapidly. "What's her name ??" Collins asked. "Piper, she said her name is Piper" Kiara uttered putting her hand around Kalani's neck. "Her name is Piper not my Riley" Kalani laughed.

I smiled and nodded as I agreed to her condition. “My name is Keturah. It is nice to meet you” She smiled. “I am Kiara. Nice to meet you as well” I smiled back at her even though I still doubted her. “If I may ask, are you… are you the Lycan’s king mate? Also, who is the other young man who was out there with you both?” I questioned as my curiosity took the better part of me.

Her eyes were locked onto mine, unblinking and intent. “Take it before you lose the chance.” My gaze dropped back to the cheque in my hand. That was when I noticed the name printed neatly at the top. Kiara Rathore. The name sank in slowly, and the realization hit slowly. The pieces slid into place with sickening clarity. She was a supermodel, and she came from one of the wealthiest families in the kingdom. Her father sat on the council, and there were rumors spreading all around that she was meant to be Azrael’s future Luna.

I left. Dad was right, I should have set up a funeral instead of waiting for a miracle.... Goddamn it! ~🌹~ Kiara's pov: Jogging slowly down the stairs, I made my way towards the fridge. I stood, mouth agape assessing the miscellaneous items and wondering what appetizer would be perfect. Finally I made up my mind, lazily taking out a Beef spiedini, I turned on the TV and shut it down almost immediately. My mouth is doing justice to the spiedini, it tastes really good.

“That's where it gets tricky. They normally seal their birth records and I couldn't access the father's details.” I clenched my jaw. That meant Kiara had gone out of her way to ensure certain details weren’t available to the public. Jason continued. “I found out she was admitted under her maiden name—Kiara Mitchell.” That meant she hadn’t married anyone after the divorce. Something in my chest tightened. If the records were sealed, I’d find another way to get the truth. And once I do… Kiara would have no choice but to face me.

"Kiara, listen to me." "No." "Why would you do that?" "Because I needed answers." "Answers to what?" "Who she is." I stared at him. "What?" "Kiara, no one knows anything about her." I laughed. "That's ridiculous." "It's true." "No." "We searched." "We?" "The rest of my men." "We checked every place." I frowned. "So?" His voice became quieter. "We found nothing." "What do you mean?" "No records." "No parents." "No relatives." "No history."