Kira Crash Novels & Stories

But Kira has enough challenges to deal with, let alone trying to keep remembering to put contacts in on a daily basis and to pretend she’s not different from everybody else. “What kind of issue?” Mistra repeats, more urgently. “Mint.” I respond flatly. At once, Mistra recoils, as if she too carries the genetic allergy to the plant. “Oh, cut the bullshit,” I hiss at her. “Kira is fine. Despite everything she kept her cool and is now healing smoothly. She administered her own epi-pen injection and is recovering well.” Mark makes a small noise on the other side of the limo, but I give him a glare, daring him to correct me.

"You should be thankful. Without Zev and the medics, you’d be dead." "Without me," I correct, "you all would be." Her nostrils flare. I swear I see a flicker of rage in her eyes. "You think that makes you important? "Her jaw tightens. “You think this is a joke?” “No,” I say calmly. “But your tone is.” Kira takes a step forward, but Luna Kasha lays a hand on her arm, just lightly. A silent command. Kira breaks the silence. “She shouldn’t even be here. She’s a rogue. An omega. No one even knows who she is.”

Vera asked softly, almost to herself. “Kira’s parents died in a crash,” he said, dry and detached. Vera inhaled sharply, pressing a palm to her mouth as her eyes glistened with tears. Orion couldn’t help but notice—he thought, almost against himself, ‘she looks beautiful with tears in her eyes.’ “I’m so sorry,” she murmured. He shrugged, indifferent. “Kira didn’t know them well. She won’t hurt as much.” “No, I mean I’m sorry for you.” Her words were direct.

"Don't talk nonsense. I have money. Whatever happens, I just want you to be okay." I pressed myself against the corridor wall, trying to push away the dull ache building in my chest with scattered guesses. Okay—Kyle wasn't rotting. He had a shadow, a body, and warmth. He breathed. If he was actually sick and seeking treatment, was his end goal Dakota's money? If so, things were about to get messy… My temples throbbed. A cold sensation crawled up my skin. I didn't even notice when the studio suddenly went quiet. Then, the live comments exploded with warnings.

“No, not yet. Though I’ve spent my spare time in Narok's presence, trying to hear any updates about Crimson Tide, nothing much has come so far.” "We have news from the field!" Narok suddenly called out to me as a woman walked into the den. Her eyes were sharp and focused as she scanned the room. "I’m Kira,” she introduced, shaking my hand. “A navigator in the field. I have been hired by Sir Narok to help with the daily information stream management." Narok nodded. "Indeed, Kira. Your expertise in this area will be greatly appreciated. The daily information stream is crucial to the safety and security of our pack and I need someone reliable and trustworthy to oversee it."

The devastation was complete and heart-wrenching. Then, Cameron wired a massive sum of his company's funds into my company's account. It was a lifeline that pulled Levine Group back from the brink of bankruptcy. Presently, Jeffrey noticed my distraught state and a trace of guilt flickered in his eyes. He gestured for his bodyguards to release me. However, Melinda, seething with jealousy, interrupted him before he could speak. She detested any sign of his concern for me. As I stood to leave, Melinda's foot shot out, tripping me.

In the resonance vault, the slate beside the name kira pulsed once. Not in warning. In recognition.

Bang! My Nimgo crashed straight into the back of a Valterra. A guy with sunglasses and a cigarette in his mouth jumped out, stormed over, and kicked my door. “You broke loser! See the emblem? It’s a Valterra! You’ve got guts crashing your trashy Nimgo into a Valterra!” When I saw the person who got out of the car, my heart sank. Things were exactly as bad as I expected. I wound down the window and stared at him. I was looking for clues from his words and actions.

someone suddenly popped up in her tracks and she unfortunately crashed into him for the third time…. Without wasting another second, Jeremy firmly grabbed hold of her, looking directly into those pair of blue-green orbs completely mesmerized. Erika quickly sealed her lids, afraid of meeting his deep black eyes. Coming back to his senses, the poor fool felt insane for his impulsive actions. ‘Crap! How am I going to explain this?’ Jeremy awkwardly released the girl and watched as she instantly ran for her life…. The two hearts would have surely gone into overdrive. ******************