Kira Hagi Novels & Stories

Miguel teased, “so, Kira, how is your deal with your friend and supposed boyfriend?” Kira sniffed, “I don't know yet. But I think I would be needing you both help.” “What do you need us to do?” I asked her. “I have a feeling that something would go wrong soon. And my wolf has been quite restless. So, just in case the unforeseen happens. I want to be as prepared as I can. I need for a camera set up, which will include me wearing one. There is a need for as much evidence as we can get to fight against them.” Said Kira

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

the brunette said nudging Roman who gave him a death stare. “good morning princess, sorry theses idiots are here, these are Harry and Elijah” Harry was a brunette with green eyes while Elijah was hazel eyed with tattooed skin. “guys, this is Camila” “she looks good and I’m sure she’s also good in...” Harry started to say but he was cut off by Roman digging his eyebrow into his stomach. Harry fell to the ground with a dramatic groan and Elijah rolled his eyes. I chuckled.

Maybe we were meant for Hiraeth? But with this hiraeth I will forever be sorry for what I did to us. This hiraeth would never let me forgive myself. And with this hiraeth I'd be forever loving you Asher, loving you more with the hope that you'd be loving me too in some corner of the world. Will always pray for your happiness. I am sorry. With love, Aira. 27. Virat The mantras, the vows echoed everywhere in the hall; I wondered if they could add any meaning to the hollow marriage we were building upon.

A stern voice sounded from what I assumed were the kitchens. The person who owned the voice emerged from around the corner with two plates in hand. Her onyx hair was also long, but was braided down her shoulder. Both women wore flowing dresses that hugged their curves and grazed the ground. She stopped as she noticed me, her braid swooshing behind her. "Oh!" She exclaimed; her lips parted in surprise. "Apologies, it's just been so long since we've actually had a contestant! I am Kara, and this is my lovely younger cousin, Kate."

So did Miki Ishigawa and her two older brothers. Hitomi Kirisawa, the woman that he had fathered a child with had the same look as well. Yuri Kirisawa is indeed a true blooded Kirisawa. And she can call herself the niece of Kenji Kirisawa, the legendary Black Dragon who was extremely famous in the underground society of Japan.

they sit at the restaurant there and the man is known as Kirito asks Hikari "Well, Hikari. Should we introduce ourselves first?" Hikari agreed with it. then he tells Kirito about his name first. "My name is Aigami Hikari. I'm a part of Hitaku which was a growing-up group." After hearing that from Hikari, the man called Kirito introduces himself to Hikari. "So, you and your team joined that competition. I'm Kawahara Reki."

Draco had to be the nicest Silvermoon member she had ever met. "Oh, so... What am I supposed to say to you now? You'll have to forgive me but the truth is, I'm not exactly the friendliest person you'd ever meet and trust me, if you feel uncomfortable with the role of being my assistant, you can just forget about it. I highly doubt you'd be comfortable assisting someone you're supposed to hate." Kira blurted out, not knowing exactly what to say to her since she has never been the best at meeting new people and relating with them properly.

KIRA Kira spent most of the day in the garden with Brina. They talked, laughed and gossiped a lot. Brina, as it turns out, had a lot of interesting stories. She called boys’ d*cks ‘junk’ and had endless stories about so many ‘junk rides’ she had had in the past. Kira could not stop laughing at her stories and the way she talked about various boys. Kira found her very easy to talk to, and finally, finally she felt there was someone who did not have any hidden agenda in this world!

Kira wore a black scarf over her face and kept her back to the wall like she expected to be hunted. “You don’t know what he’s done,” she said. “Then tell me.” “There’s not just seventeen,” she whispered. “That was the first wave. There’s a second.” I froze. “Where?” “I don’t know. But they’re being accelerated, Grown faster. Conditioned harder. No names. Just numbers.” My stomach churned. “What does he want from Miranda?” Kira looked at me, eyes shining with fear. “He wants her to merge them.” “What do you mean?”