Kira Kosarin Age Novels & Stories

the teacher added. Kira turned, walking down the aisle with slow, confident steps before choosing an empty desk close to the window. She sat down gracefully, sunlight from the window spilled across her face. Karen leaned closer to Aria, whispering urgently. “Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?” Aria swallowed hard, her eyes still fixed on Kira. “That’s… her,” she murmured. Karen frowned. “Her who?” Aria exhaled slowly, her voice barely above a whisper. “She’s the one the elders want Kai to marry.”

He was clearly defining the official nature of their bond, and while it stung Zoriana, it hurt far less than seeing Tristan looking so comfortable with his sweet date. Kira gasped, her hands flying to her face as realization hit. “Oh! So you are the famous first female Alpha... Oh my goodness, I never expected to actually meet you. It’s such an honour! Can I take a picture with you?” Zoriana stared at her in disbelief. Kira’s pleading eyes showed she was dead serious, treating Zoriana like a legitimate celebrity. Kira snapped a photo, beaming at her phone as if she’d just won the lottery.

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…

Dolly suddenly chimed in, “Sharon, Eve had this bag when she was eighteen. You might as well just give her a scarf or something for the sentiment.” “What? You’re joking, right?” Kira’s sharp voice cut in. “There’s no way she had this bag at eighteen. Didn’t you hear Sharon just now? She only recently ordered it.” As soon as she said it, a small chuckle broke the tension. It came from one of the shop assistants who’d been folding scarves earlier. Kira snapped, “What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong? Do you even know how old she is? It’s been what—ten years since she turned eighteen?

"Keira!" Travis exclaimed. Then, she hugged each boy as they introduced their wives or girlfriends to her. "This is my wife, Arianna." "The best vocals in the country!" Keira complimented the time that she recognized her. "She's the president of Golden Age Entertainment," Travis explained to his celebrity wife. "And that's a secret," Keira said as she held Arianna's hands. "It's a pleasure to meet you." Arianna smiled charmingly. Keira swore that she already had a girl-crush towards the singer.

and Yana blushed. “They are what?” Kira inquired curiously. “You know, when they are mating,” Yana added. “Mating as in,” Kira felt stupid. Yana stared at Kira with a shocked look. “How old are you?” Yana demanded. “Sixteen, why?” Kira felt offended by the tone of the question. She may be unaware of certain things but she was not stupid! “Well, I am eighteen, and I knew what mating was when I was fourteen!” Yana spoke with a twist. “Are you really that innocently dumb or are you pretending?”

Aoki Kosner's face blushed with nervousness when she heard Kiran York ask for her birth date and time. "Hurry up and give it to me," Kiran urged. Seeing Kiran's urgency, Aoki quickly took out a piece of paper with her birth date and time and handed it to him. Kiran was surprised that Aoki carried her birth details written on paper. It seemed odd to him. When he saw her birth date and time, he was stunned. Aoki was 22 years old this year, born on February 22nd, at 22:22. All the numbers coincidentally were twos.

I covered my face with one hand "Oh, Moon Goddess..." Then I pointed at Kairos again "I'm going to lose my mind because of you." "I doubt it," he replied coolly "You said the exact same thing last week." "How old are you exactly?" I asked in utter disbelief "How do you even talk like this?" Kairos looked at me for a moment "Eight years old." Mira spoke seriously "Mom, just leave Kairos alone. As usual, he didn't listen to you." "Tell them to stop shifting wherever they want," Era's voice echoed inside my head, making me sigh in exhaustion.

Kiara frozed. "Shouldn't you be on the battlefield?" Dane blinked. "What battlefield?" "There hasn't been a war for five years." She froze. Slowly... Very slowly... she climbed out of bed. Her footsteps became hurried. She rushed toward the mirror. Everyone watching held their breath. Reflected within the glass... was a sixteen-year-old Kiara. Healthy. Radiant. Untouched by suffering. Her trembling fingers touched her own face. She stared at herself for what felt like forever.

Just looked. “You’re the rumor,” she said. Voice rough from disuse. “Daughter of two moons. Queen who doesn’t chain.” Luna stepped down one step. Equal height. “I’m Luna. And you are?” “Kira,” the woman said. “I was born in Blood Moon Court. Ran when I was 12. I’ve killed three Blood Moon kings and two Silver Moon queens. I don’t kneel.” Damian tensed. Valen didn’t move, but his hand hovered near where a weapon would be.