Kira Evans Novels & Stories

A whisper in my gut. Something was off. “You’ve been quiet.” I turned. One of the maids, Mira, stood behind me. A gentle soul. Always polite, always watching. Knew that she was not always pure. She was Lysandra's personal maid and though I wanted to fire her at first, I did not have a reason to do so.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

“But it’s my body. My choice. My pleasure. Damien makes me feel safe enough to explore parts of myself I never knew existed. He supports my career. He pushes me to be stronger. The idea that a 22-year-old woman can’t knowingly choose a 42-year-old man is condescending.” The interview continued for nearly forty minutes. Kira spoke about her suspended position at the gallery, the leaked private photos, her fractured relationship with her father, and Elias Crowe’s long-standing vendetta. She refused to play the victim. Instead, she spoke like a woman who had finally found her voice. When it ended, the studio erupted in applause. Lena shook her hand warmly. “That was incredibly brave.” Kira’s le

Wearing a cream illusion lace jumpsuit that clung to her body like it was custom made by the gods. I swear, my soul left my body. God… why are you doing this to me? Sienna’s POV I was deep in the mayor’s bank records when my phone buzzed with a message from Trevor. Trevor: “Kira wants you to meet her in Knox’s office. The warrant evidence just got dropped off.” Oh, joy. That office.

" My mother will be in Moon-Dust tomorrow, she wishes to spend some time with you. As the new Luna of the Rogue pack, there are some things you are expected to do " " I understand " She replied simply, not really interested in whatever Evan wanted her to do. " We still have to perform some rituals according to the custom of my pack. I will choose a date for it " " Okay " " Kira, are you even listening to what I am saying are you still thinking about him?! " Evan snapped. The question didn't take her by surprise, she knew they would be having this conversation sooner or later, thankfully they were in the safety of their chambers, or her chambers since she was the only one who actually slept w

"Kira has nothing to worry about. Crescent Pack already knows that she is here and they are not going to do anything about it. You don't know how happy I was when I got that letter from him, Aiden. I felt as if all of my worries had been washed away. That is why Kira deserves a party." "This is sort of an upliftment for her. I am trying to make her look at me in another dimension. I am not the bad guy she sees me as. I love her and I am willing to do anything for her. Ella's days as Luna of Half Moon Pack and numbered. She was never my mate in the first place. She just deceived me, making me kick out the real person who is in my heart and now that Kira is back, I don't see anything that is s

Lily asked. "Ivy Garcia. She is one of the top successful businesswomen in Washington. Very beautiful, rich and powerful. Don't you know her?" The shop attendant said excitedly. "You must be very important for her to come to look for you," she added and Lily smiled but was wondering why such a person would come to look for her.

Ezekiel’s girlfriend and the douchebag alpha who shoved her every time he walked past her. ‘I am Ava Morgan, daughter of Alpha Roland Morgan, and I don’t take shit from anyone.’ She repeated the affirmations in her head as she took a fighting stance and waited for the whistle. Today was the day she would meet her birth father, after all. “Are we doing this, or what? I don’t have all day to wait for this shit,” she snarled.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

“They were from you.” “If you would have done as you were told, it never would have needed to come to this.” “You’ve lost your mind,” I say. I move to place the table between us. Still she keeps approaching, coming closer and closer to me. “I love my children,” Kira says. “I’ve always loved them, even when the difficult choices needed to be made. Evan had to die so that we could save his reputation from being smeared. Now, I will save Caleb’s. If I need to become a villain to do so, then so be it!”