Kira Yoshikage Monologue Novels & Stories

"You can go to your bed, I mean, room now." There's a tightness in Nicholas's voice that I can't quite understand. Before I can think further, a giggle is released by Kira. "What's she giggling at?" "He, who, I am giggling at, knows himself with his thoughts..." Says Kira before she adds, "and I don't need to talk more." "Fuck you, Kira!" Yells, in a whispering manner, Nicholas. It's strange that as much as everything seem plain, I can not seem to understand what's ongoing. "Night, Anastasia." He adds.

Kira's POV. I paced the room, feeling restless and my brain suddenly seems to have deserted me because no matter how hard I try to think, nothing was coming forth, it was like someone had robbed me of my brain and no matter how hard I fucking try to think, nothing was working for me and it's killing me! "Fuck! What am I gonna do?" I mumbled and ripped my fragile top away from my body because I was suddenly feeling hot due to the tight position I've been thrown into.

“I’m tired of being pushed around. Orders from the Luna… commands from Alpha Keres and… endless responsibilities that never really belong to me.” I shook my head lightly. “Sometimes I just want to disappear. Go somewhere no one knows me I guess” Kira didn’t respond immediately. She just stared at me… long and carefully. Almost like she was trying to measure whether I meant it. “Why not go back home instead?” She finally asked. I had already prepared for that so I replied; “Moon Edge isn’t any different,” I replied calmly. “Same expectations. Same pressure.” I took a small sip from the drink this time, just enough to keep the act believable.

She was dressed in a little black fairly spaghetti-hand dress that was similar to the one from days back. This should be enough to conceal her God-given gift, but with his eyes fixed on hers like that? She felt bare and naked. The tension in the room was thick, and her breath was starting to grow in soft, shallow pants. Kira stood without purpose, she didn’t know whether to stand and let him bathe her with his eyes or to walk away. “I… I am sorry… I didn’t know you were there…” Kira finally said, breaking off the long, thick silence.

They have been waiting for someone like you. My knees went weak under me as the words struck me like a punch to the gut. I was having trouble breathing. Kira refused to move when I attempted to push her away. "You've lost it," I exclaimed, frantically shaking my head. "I'm just a girl," I said. I am not unique.

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.

“Don’t you dare play the dumb innocent card with me. Not after everything I just said. You’re quiet because you don’t believe us.” Maya’s hand slipped from Lucy’s wrist, her face softening into something fragile. “Lucy…” she murmured, almost like a plea. “Please tell me you understand. Please tell me you heard us.” “I did,” Lucy said quickly, too quickly. Her voice caught, thin and unsteady. “I heard every word.” But her friends only stared back at her, three pairs of eyes, too knowing, too uncomfortably close to the truth. Kira, who rarely spoke without reason, finally stepped forward. Her voice was calm, but there was an edge beneath it. “Then why do you look like you’re defending him in y

Kira, 24, the youngest of the trio, sat poised with a legal pad in one hand and her phone in the other, texting with a smirk. "Who are you texting?" Knox asked dryly. "My man," she said with a grin. "He's working the lunch shift at Fogo de Chão. Promised to bring me leftover filet mignon." Knox shook his head. "Tell him to drop off something for me." Kira snorted. "You wish."

Kira spoke almost robotically. The next image I saw was Kira standing ahead of my group of warriors. She was in her head speaking to her wolf. 'Esther is gonna kill me.' She said to her wolf. She wasn't expecting Jax to know a way into the Witches kingdom I thought to myself. "Alpha! Keep your mind clear. You are just to be watching." I heard in the background. I did as the voice said and cleared my mind once again. I sat back and watched the conversation disperse between Jax and Tony again, except I was in Kira's head. 'Shit! You shouldn't have let that warrior come. He is going to find out the truth!' Her wolf growled. I watched as Tony turned towards Kira and looked into her head and seen

I looked at Teacher Kira, then asked, “We can't stand here, we should hide.” The latter shook her head and said, “You're only here to see what happened here, a century ago. You never existed here, so you're nothing more than the passing wind right now.” ‘What?’ I looked at her in confusion, not making sense of what she'd just said. Was this some kind of 3D cinema video? — because I'm not sure I want to be in this movie. Despite the pressing confusion, I knew I could only wait and watch. “I do not wish to bully my juniors, so turn around and leave now!” came Kira's voice before the men.