Kiara Outer Banks Season 1 Novels & Stories

Damian teased, pointing at her. Kiara laughed, taking a sip of her coffee and eating her breakfast. “The video is going viral, you guys! Who would’ve thought? I might end up taking another trip to Jamaica. It’s lovely over there.” She sported a victorious smile on her face, as she wiggled her eyebrows playfully. “We’re proud of you.” Both parents said in unison. They glanced at each other, trying to stifle laughter. Just then, the doorbell rang signaling an unexpected visitor. Kiara looked at the wall, where the security camera’s monitor was mounted.

As Kiara let out a sigh of relief, the slaves in the hall began trooping outside. Laura grabbed a hold of Kiara’s hand, yanked her off the bed and dragged her towards where everyone was heading. When Laura and Kiara got outside, the entire mansion had already fired outside. The high ranking females, the normal paid maids, the slave, both male and female. Even Alpha Denzel was outside. Kiara heard loud gasps from the were-folk that were in front and had a proper view of everything. Kiara even heard a faint wail from a distance.

Zendaya smiled heartily. Kiara collected the plates, empty bottles and bag. "I will come around again with more food when I get the chance." "Please be careful, Kiara.” Felicity said with a worried look on her expression. “Goodbye, Kiara.” Zendaya said. They bid her goodbye before she dashed out of the cell. Internally Kiara felt fulfilled by just feeding them and if only she could give more maybe she would be deeply happy to be here for once. Kiara was almost close to the suites when she felt a presence behind her, like she was being followed. She turned back but saw no one.

snarled one of the boys, coming forward. She gasped and her eyes widened in horror… the boys were on her back. Her head moving frantically in no… she tried once more to raise herself up, but exactly then she felt someone’s hand on her waist and the very next moment she was off the ground. Their laughter echoed in the jungle and the last thing it heard was Kia’s cries. “Nooooo,” *Flashback ends* “Kiara… nooooo…” That was the last thing Kiara heard before letting the darkness take over.

Kiara's POV The Fashion show was this weekend, I know I won't be surprised by a lot of fashion icons I will see there... Sebastian always puts up a good show and lots of new designs every year... His exhibition has always been remarkable, something I always look forward to seeing... Yeah, I was excited but not as much as Natalie who couldn't stop talking about it for a whole week... Natalie and I decided to meet at my place... Since my house is not far from the Pere D' Santo where the exhibition will be held...

Kiara Candy frowns."See this is why she keeps doing the shit she does. Y'all don't hold her accountable." I breathe out a sigh. She's probably right, but hey, I almost shot her. I think I deserve some credit, right? She's aggressively scrolling on her phone when she asks, "so who dicked you down last night if it wasn't Jordan?" Ugh, the question I've been dreading. "I met a guy at a bar. He was arrogant...kind of an asshole, but he was hot. I'm not going to lie, he was so much better than Jordan, and-"

Speeding up, I drive to the one place in the pack where I can comfortably think and rage out- The Training Grounds. After a few hours of punching the crap out of a ton of sandbags, I get calm enough to figure out a solution. It’s a long shot, but first I need to find Kiara and explain everything to her. Getting to the bar she works at, I see her by the counter, talking with a suspicious-looking man. Suspicious because I know every wolf in the pack, but his face doesn’t ring a bell. “Kaleb,” she waves at me with a bright smile as I walk to her. “Who’s he?”

Kiara dropped her keys on the table, already moving like she had a thousand things to do. “I’ll send you the documents tonight,” Kiara said, already moving toward the stairs. “Go through them before the next meeting.” “Alright,” I replied. She paused mid-step, her attention shifting to her phone. Her brows pulled together slightly as she read something. “Oh…” she murmured. “What?” I asked, watching her closely. She lifted her head. “I just got a message from Mr. Jones,” she said. My posture straightened immediately. “What did he say?” She glanced back at her phone before answering.

Kiara: Day three is sunny, and I want to leave the room. For two days, I’ve been inside with Zane, and it’s been good seeing movies, going to a private indoor pool, and eating, but now I want to see the beach. “I feel like going out today, plus the sun looks beautiful,” I say to Zane, who wraps his hands around me from behind, planting a kiss on my neck. “Then go outside,” he says in a gruff tone, then I tilt back a bit to see his face with his shades on.

She rinsed herself and walked out of the shower after she had dried her body. So, she quickly reached for her phone. 'an unknown number,' she echoed after opening the message. She was surprised for a while but went through the message again and again. After she had gone through it the third time, 'its Ryder,' she retorted convincingly. 'It could only be him,' she added and quickly replied to the text. They greeted themselves quite well within the text which made Kiara extremely excited. "Let's meet at the beach side of the pack," he said after they had finished greeting one another.