Kira Kosarin Age Novels & Stories

He was sure he could stare at her until the next morning. Unconsciously, his fingers trailed down to her long lashes and the button of her nose as his hand attempted to brush the hairs from her face. Kiara is nineteen years old and will turn twenty in seven months. She lived in an orphanage before her foster family, who did not treat her well, adopted her. abusive brother, living in deprivation. used to work at a bakery before coming to the manor. An Omega, and who her biological family is, is unknown. Completely mysterious. She looked like a calm river, flowing calmly at the surface, simple and plain. Yet there was a much swifter flow deep down, with numerous hidden caves that sucked him

She carried a tray of bread, cheese, and something that smelled suspiciously like wine. “You must be the new sacrifice,” the girl said cheerfully, setting the tray on a side table. “I’m Kira. Dorian’s cousin. Well, one of his cousins. There are like, twelve of us. It’s a whole thing.” Selene blinked. “Did you just call me a sacrifice?” “I mean, yeah? That’s what you are, right? No offense.” “Some taken.” Kira grinned, completely unbothered. “Look, I know this whole situation is super messed up. But for what it’s worth, I hope you make it. You’ve got this energy about you like you’d punch a bear if it looked at you wrong. I respect that.”

Kira deadpanned her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Can't leave.” He shrugged. “I've got a reaction going on… with you.” He winked at Kira who growled at him as she mumbled. “Fuck you.” “I don't mind. Should we get a room now?” “Noah!!!” I scolded. He was always flirting with Kira. He was just sixteen and won't stop talking about wooing her. Kira is twenty. Geez. “That's enough now. Leave.” “Chill sis. I'm leaving. I've got a sexy blonde waiting for me.” He smirked at Kira and I didn't miss the angry look on her face.

But the way Taro met her, she was anything but sane. *do you know her name? And above all, does she come from here?* Keyla pulled out a piece of paper and pen and wrote down *As far as I can tell, her name is Daniela Winter. And she probably lives here. I can't tell you more, but she's 25.* Taro looked at Keyla *so she's even older than Kojiro* Keyla thought, since when did Kojiro like older ones and above all how could he call her girlfriend after a night, that wasn't his style at all.

Kiara was hesitant as she began to brush my hair again, long gentle strokes that she made sure stayed clear of the silver chain around my next. “What do you want to know?” Kiara asked hesitantly. “Well, how about we start with how old you are?” “sixt-, I mean fifteen. My birthday is on the new moon.” “The new moon… that is in what? Two weeks? “Ten days.” I had forgotten how much time had passed while on the trail. “You know, my birthday was just a few days ago?” “Really?” she seemed really excited about this. “Do you remember anything special happening a few days ago?”

He lights one, watching me intently. “Young.” I say, not knowing how to tell him she’s only twenty-seven… “Oh? Why do I feel like its Karma coming back to bite you in the ass. Remember that shit you said to me back in the caverns, about Kiara being young enough to be your daughter? So tell me is there like a fifteen – twenty-year age gap between you two or some shit?” He snickers. Yes… I did say that because Kiara was twenty-two years younger than me…

“Come on, cupcake. You could actually try something other than stalking. Your butt hasn't even grown an inch bigger than the last time I saw you. What is there to stalk?” Kira pouted immediately. But it was not the cute baby kind of pout. It was the angry one who screamed she was going to kill him. This was one of the reasons she absolutely hated him. “I have grown, Ryker! I am 24 now!” “Yet you are still size four with size 6 hips..” Yep, he had spilled the tea he shouldn’t have. But he had actually known her body size for the longest now. Kira tried to speak, but he beat her to it.

I ended the connection as I barreled through the front door. Kira sat on the couch in the living room, Maria and her childhood friend at her side. Travis had his arms wrapped around Kira, trying to sooth her as sobs wracked her. Sabrina had been Kira's friend ever since she was a child. She was practically raised with the two of us. While I never had time for friends, Sabrina was like another sister.

Starlight crystallization sites had been identified and were being monitored for the next lunar eclipse. Lerder was sixty-three now, silver-haired and weathered, but still leading the coalition with the same determination he'd brought to the war decades before. Kira had died two years prior—peacefully, in her sleep, after a good life lived fully. And Eira, now twenty-six, had become one of the lead researchers on the reconstitution project. His daughter had never given up on bringing Elara back, despite knowing what it meant for her parents' relationship. "Another five years," she told him one evening as they reviewed progress reports. "Maybe less if the eastern negotiators can speed up the

Miranda added. "Yeah the ball starts by six.” Kira added. "So let us get down to work!" Miranda clapped. She started with applying lotions to Kiara’s hair. "The texture of your hair is so silky and smooth, how often do you visit the salon?" Miranda asked. "I care for my hair properly cause I run a salon too. I am a cosmetologist and this…” Kiara paused her lips after hearing a gasps from Miranda. "Wow! That’s so nice. I feel so inferior right now.” Miranda muttered.