Kira Death Novels & Stories

"Don't Kira! Don't say it. I do not want to hear it. You can't feel that way. I'm sorry it has to be this way but I just don't deserve it. You're a desirable woman. It was fun while it lasted. I can't do this anymore.” He saw what his words were doing to her, every word was a lash. But what had to be done had to be done. He said the words that shattered her forever, and he saw her die a thousand deaths. He felt the pain tug in his heart too but he couldn't let her see that. He walked out. The door slammed, shattering Kira’s heart into tiny fragments. Her throat was constricted and tears fell freely down her face. Her legs wobbled and she fell to her knees. She hugged herself tight, whisperi

A lot of our men were already getting injure since the gas was wearing off and some would have died if Kiara had not draw their attention. Her hands on my head resting and breathing harshly. "You are not even shaken by the fighting, that's what it feels to be the alpha," she muttered. "Your king is dead," Kiara yelled to other vampires. "You have a chance to surrender now or face extinction," she continued. "Which is it going to be?" She questioned as they looked at the head of their king. "That's two kings you are taking from us," they grumble. "Robert never died in our hands, he killed him and framed us. I know this because I was dead and that's the only reason I would let you go but in re

"We've also uncovered multiple organ trafficking contracts. Under the guise of charity, Dr. Callaghan used her clinic to house terminally ill patients while secretly facilitating organ sales. Among them…" She slid another document before me, saying, "Your corneas, kidneys, and liver were already reserved." The shock made me jump up from the couch. "What? They… They planned everything all along to have me die that soon? This is outright murder!" I clutched my chest, overwhelmed and struggling to process the revelation, as I tried to calm my spiraling emotions.

“I should ask how you cope with all the pressure around you and still find a way to look radiant. The thought of being so close to my killer would have me in stitches. And there is your dad who would lose his life sooner than you expect.” Kira inhaled deeply, staring blankly into space. “you know, sometimes I wish the goddess didn't give me another shot at life. It was better when I didn't know anything was going on around me. And in truth I found peace in death, now that I am back here. I spiral alongside the whirlpool of doom and destruction. I really can't explain how I am able to get through it every day.” “Don't say that, it is the goddess didn't bring you back. I would probably not hav

She was fitted with heavy chains and permanently exiled to the wasteland. As a vulnerable she-wolf, Kira could only be bullied in such a brutal rogue pack. In the end, unable to endure the endless torture in the wasteland, Kira chose to commit suicide on a quiet night. After her death, there wasn't even anyone to collect her body. She was left exposed in the wilderness, becoming food for ants and vultures. Regarding Kira's miserable death, I felt no pity whatsoever. I only felt satisfied. Those who hurt me ultimately got what they deserved.

Number Seven screamed. Kira threw the severed arm aside and grabbed Number Seven by the throat. Just like she'd done to Zara. Just like she was about to do to all of us. "You can't absorb what you can't kill," Kira said calmly. She drove her fist through Number Seven's chest, pulled out the heart, and crushed it. Number Seven collapsed, twitching. Dying. Kira turned to face Numbers Nine and Twelve, not even breathing hard. Black blood dripped from her hands.

Kira’s POV William and Trisha were currently turning my living room into a full-on war zone. Blasts of raw energy pinged off enchanted walls, guards were dodging behind columns, and Bella was shouting something about “child-proofing the damn palace before it crumbles,” but I? I was happily nestled inside my protective shield on the couch, sipping iced moonberry tea, scrolling through the latest headlines. “Alpha Nicolas: DEAD. Murdered by Ex-Luna Kira Wells.”

I stepped closer, heading towards the tree behind him. "I'm talking to you!" He barked. I pulled the knife from the tree, inspecting it carefully. "Kira," I said, finally lifting my gaze. "Is dead." Silence settled in the clearing. I didn’t need to look to know what that did. I could feel it. The shift, the crack. "There's no way," Myra cried. "Kira can't die!" "Yes she can," Nicole rasped, his voice raw but burning with fury. "And she is."

Kira’s POV “I have to tell you something” I said to Christine, but didn’t realize I was yelling. She almost choked on the cigarette between her lips. “What the fuck Kira” she frowned at me, but I didn’t care. I was desperate at that point. “I need to tell you something” I repeated like she hadn’t heard me the first time. How desperate was I. but why I wouldn’t when I got the news of me leaving this body? I needed to let her know incise me bumped into her in my next life, she wouldn’t see me as a freak.

"She died on the observation deck. She was protecting the southern ritual node so Sage could break the connection. She fought until the very end." I felt Kira’s gaze on me, a silent thank you. We had reached a silent agreement in the SUV. The secret of Cassidy’s coercion, the shame of her double life, would die with her. To the world, and to the history books Sage would eventually write, Cassidy would remain the hero who died for her pack.