Kira Stand Novels & Stories

We left very simple to just a warm space, essential oils with the best fragrance floating through the air, and not forgetting the quiet hum of our own hearts, ready to give it a try again, slowly lowering their defenses for old time sake. Kira was the first person to take her seat, not wasting time to strip off her robe to a shoulder level. Her hair was carefully wrapped up, covering everywhere with no strand of hair showing. Her stomach wasn't prostating as many would think, it was still normal, like nothing was growing in there yet. She looked very tired, and I knew without being told that she was hurting inside, totally broken.

Still they still didn't give up on their own daughter that easily and neither did their Alpha give up. He walks towards the girls and opens the sliding door. He wanted to laugh of how scared they were of him. This was just making things even sweeter. He stopped directly Infront of them but his gaze directed at Kiara who was impaled by his presence. "What's your name?" He spoke his voice sending goosebumps all over her body. "Ki-k-Kiara." She stutters as her words refused to come out her mouth. Mia was just mute not daring to set her eyes on him. She was definitely frozen with fear.

I looked at Kira, "Is this why you warned me?" Kira made a face and grimly nodded her head. I pulled back from the hug and crossed my arms against my chest. "Did the King finally grant me my wish?" Lauren giggled staring at me. I turned towards Kira because I had no idea what she was talking about. "No" Kira started, "This is Miss Talia, Demon Kings Mate" ***

Kira was very stubborn, it was something she had in common with Killian. " Are you going to try killing me again? " He says with a small chuckle when he sees the awkward way she holds the knife. Kira's eyes are blank, he can't read the emotion in them. It was like she had shut herself off. Something about his look put him on edge. His amusement was gone as quickly as it came. " Kira? Drop the knife please " " I'm tired " " I know, I...I can just leave okay? Take some rest and I'll..."

"He'll kill Milo. You heard him. He'll give Iris to that monster instead." "Silas will kill you anyway!" "Then I die." I looked her dead in the eye, my fear hardening into something cold. "If I do not get in that car on Friday, Arthur will throw Iris to the wolves to buy himself another hour. I won't let that happen." "Kira, be rational.We can find another way." "I am being rational. Silas wants blood. If he doesn't get mine, he will take everyone in this house." I stood up walking to my closet. I pulled out a black duffel bag and dropped it on the floor "I am going to the Citadel."

Let him see what he lost. No. Kira stopped herself. She wasn’t doing this for him. She was doing this for herself. She didn’t care what Adrian thought. She didn’t. “Kira.” The voice came from behind her. She turned. Adrian stood there. Vanessa was a few steps behind him, looking uncomfortable. Kira’s expression went blank. “I need to talk to you,” Adrian said. Kira looked at him. Really looked at him. He looked tired. Tense. His hands were positionedat his sides.

Kira Quezada faked her own death to escape a family legacy that wanted to sell her off like a signature on a contract. Three years later, disguised as a cleaner, she's finally safe, until her new boss looks at her twice and realizes exactly who she is. Luciano Rodriguez doesn't expose her. He makes her an offer instead: marry him, save his dying grandmother's peace of mind, and help him bait the uncle circling his empire like a wolf. It's supposed to be a contract. Nothing more. But the man she was promised to as a girl and the man hunting Luciano's throne are the same person, and he's not done with either of them. As old secrets surface and new ones are made in the dark, Kira has to decide

I heard Vera say as she stood there with her arms folded across her chest. "Today, you have managed to take away his attention, his heart and everything that used to be mine when I was with Alex. Alexander does not care about me anymore. He won't even let me anywhere near him. This is all takes to you," Kira said. "If you die today. I will get my Alexander back. You are the reason he doesn't care about me anymore. So, I will end you both. No witness and I get my Alex back," she said.

Her eyes held stillness. She bowed low before the class. “I am called Kira,” she said. “I was not chosen by blood, but by dream. I saw her face before I knew her name. And today, I carry her story.” One of the younger boys raised a hand. “You’re Flameblood?” he asked. “No,” Kira said softly. “Umbra?” She smiled. “No.” “Then what?” She stepped forward, spreading her fingers. Ash curled around one hand, golden light in the other.

Soon, fissures appeared as the ground started to split in half. Powerful gusts of wind followed, sending leaves, tree branches and shrubs into a violent dance. She damned the Moon Peak Pack. Every wolf, every stone, every blade of grass. She named their bloodline a blight. Called the heavens to witness the ruin they had sown. In the midst of the rising chaos Elira slipped and fell into one of the gaping fissures, her screams echoing hauntingly through the night as the waiting dark swallowed her whole. We didn't hear her voice again after a while, and we never heard the sound of her body crashing.