Kira Light Yagami Novels & Stories

She’d given them the answers she’d been giving people her whole life—late bloomer, modest bloodline, prefers human form—and watched their expressions cycle between skepticism and the determination not to look skeptical. Kira had arrived mid-examination, unannounced. She circled Nyx now with the slow deliberateness of someone cataloguing discrepancies. She was lean and hard in the way of someone who had trained past what was comfortable and kept going. A scar along her jaw had healed clean but hadn’t faded. Her eyes were the same silver-gray as her brother’s, but where Caelan’s had burned with something fighting to stay contained, Kira’s were flat. She had already decided several things about

"You don't have to watch over her. Besides, I'm willing to bet that if this whole dark energy thing is true, then Mira knows about it, and probably welcomed it into her body in the first place. And if it still isn't gone after all the priestesses did, Mira is the reason. Her innocence is just a facade, Kira. She's just waiting till everyone has their guards down before she strikes." "I don't believe that, Dante," Kira said softly. "I think she needs our help. But just in case you're right, I won't let my guard down. Okay?" No, it wasn't okay, but apart from ordering Kira not to do it, I couldn't change her mind. And ordering my mate around wasn't something I ever wanted to do. "Fine," I repl

'' Ban: Sorry but no. Kiri: I have heard of them. Once. Feisto moron: How could it be. How ignorant you two are for someone of familias no one has heard of. Kiri: -sigh- This is getting nowhere. Let me just introduce myself. Before you is the Second daughter of the prestigious Luxuria Familia, Kiri Luna Luxuria. And with me is the top student at Ragnarok Academy, Ban L… should I mention your title? Ban: No I don't think that is safe. And top student huh. Haha--..

Something about the smell of coffee, normal chatter, and people complaining about Wi-Fi reminded me of who I used to be before fangs and thrones took over. Just Kira. Not the Queen. Not princess Arabella. Just… me. Kira Summers.

“Forgive me, but what possibly is there for us to talk about?” Her smile withers and is replaced by an expression that resembles regret. I don't like her silence. It is fucking creepy and it does something to my chest that I don't like. This is Kira. The conniving, manipulative Kira Gandall. The girl who fucking hates my guts and has made it her mission to remind me with every disgusting look and every hurtful word that I am an outsider here. She is the nasty bitch who wants to destroy me and have Raelin for herself.

She says while helping me get to my feet. She’s a head taller than I am, with the athletic build of a ballerina… but Yukihime is different. Instead of conforming to the rules of being a Vega, she rebels at every turn. Where Luna Umiko was poised and proper, Yuki serves to break down everything they have taught her. All while wearing bright pink. “No worries. Everything okay?” I ask as I pick up my handbag. “You seem pissed. Wanna talk about it?” “YUKI!” Kira calls her and she rolls her eyes before nodding her head, so I pull her towards the hidden cellar I once took Kira to.

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.”

she extended her hand for Kira to shake. “Kira, nice to meet you,” Kira replied. “Same here, so, you are the girl boss rescued from the Hew,” Yana spoke with a shifty grin. “That would be me, yes,” Kira spoke, without paying attention to Yana. Kira was absolutely busy in eating. “When did you run away?” Yana asked seriously. “On 13th,” Kira informed, now munching on fried rice. “So, you have been off the suppressant since 13th, no wonder you are –” and Yana pointed at Kira’s plate.

It's surprising to think that a girl under the care of a real-life yakuza is actually a smart and reliable person. Akira picks up his chopsticks and starts taking a bite out of the squared black box. "She is just like the previous world's body" except for her rustic and rough behaviour, which makes the difference. "What did you said just now?" Mira asks with a questionable tone. Ava shook off her thought. She didn't notice that her words would be blurted out so easily... Now she is neither Yui nor a girl named Ava. Akira is the main role in her story and she should not get out of character. "No, nothing" she answers simply glancing to the side to prevent any question to be thrown at her. Mir

Since for her it would just mean that she didn’t have enough of the fire to blast anyone who would step on her toes as she would have had on any other normal day. She wasn’t necessarily an aggressive young woman, but she had learnt the hard way that she was the only person that was going to care enough to fight the battles for herself. With that knowledge, the timid little girl who stammered and cried whenever she was angry grew up to become the hot headed Kira who has learnt so well to mask her stammers with slow replies and calculated responses, that way, it could never be used as a weapon against her.