Kirara Hoshi Gender Novels & Stories

For five years, Kiara has lived as the unwanted Luna of the pack. Her husband, Maelor , never loved her despite being her fated mate. He still keeps his former lover by his side, while Kiara is forced to endure the pack’s cruel whispers and the name that has followed her everywhere, barren Luna, Maelor, has given her one final chance. If she cannot give him an heir, he will send her away. Desperate to save the only marriage she has ever known, Kiara travels miles to obtain a rare fertility seed. On their fifth anniversary, she prepares a romantic dinner, hoping that finally having an heir will make Maelor see her differently. Instead, he arrives with his former lover and humiliates her.

“Doesn’t matter. I have something better than cake. I have a wolf!” Her jaw dropped. “After eighteen years. Better late than never… but is it an omega?” I shook my head. “Gamme female!” We squealed, momentarily forgetting that Kira wasn’t meant to be here. “At least one of us has a strong wolf,” she said. Kira was an omega and they aren’t valued at all in the Highbridge pack. They’re seen as weak and disposable. It was disgusting. Wolves like Kira and Rhoda carried just as much importance as everyone else but they were barred from certain jobs. Kira was hoping to get a job in the Pack house so she could have a respectable job in the Pack if not then the options were stripper, sex slave or br

He replied, "Hey, Kira can you help me check how many One Direction CD's left in there? Count it for me please." Kira gave him a nod and start do as she told, she was bending down to check if there's any CD's one the lowest rack and start counting them from down to up. She was too busy counting the CD's that she did not even realize there was someone standing close to her, she paused her counting and look to her left, at that very moment her mind went blank and she completely forgot about the numbers.

"Don't go out while looking like this." Kiara's hand instantly combed her hair. "Do i look that bad?" Right now unlike Noah, Kiara haven't had her bath. She was still in Noah's clothes and on bed with her messy bun. Except looking like a total homebody, she also looks like a femme fatale. Watching Noah attending the knock instead, she hurriedly stopped him too. "But wait a minute, you aren't going out either while wearing just your towel. What if the one outside is a female helper?"

“You understand this, right? Alpha Keenan agreed to the merge, agreed to marriage that came with it. And of course, I was just as happy, to have a future with a fellow Alpha werewolf. Not just any Alpha, but Killer Kiara~ She who, though may seem like any ordinary werewolf, is a vicious hunter on the field, and the Moon Goddess’s Executor~” The way Damien spoke of Kiara and her alias was really ticking Forrest off. Not because he didn’t know of such titles- he was well aware of the names placed onto her- but more because of Kiara’s feelings towards them. That being that she despised those names to the very brink of her core.

Kiara saw the lack of emotion in his eye and felt fear but made sure not to show any signs of weakness. She struggled to break herself free from his grasp but he was just too strong. So effortlessly strong. “What were you doing peeping through my door?” He questioned. A bunch of things came to her mind. She also asked herself that question. Why on earth did she look in to watch him touch other females? And why was she so intrigued by it. Kiara was a 20 year old virgin, which, according to pack culture, meant she was a late bloomer. It wasn’t that no one wanted her, it was more like she never found a male attractive enough to want to mate with.

Kiara knew that she was Luna from one of the packs in Guivor, but she wasn't sure which one. Kiara felt her stomach coiled, from the chat they had earlier, she had the impression that this woman was so straightforward. She was the type of person who could lift the mood. They laughed because of the jokes she threw. She talked about anything and everyone. Kiara suddenly felt scared when Macaine turned her attention to the woman. "Luna Theressa, I would appreciate it if you told me. Kiara seems to be too shy, though I'm sure it's for her that my son is throwing this party."

Now it’s time for them to watch me like I was some kind of movie. “Luna, you’re here. Welcome, we were just discussing.” Kira said, standing up to bow her head. Kira, she was the new Gamma of the pack. Actually, the first female Gamma this pack has ever had. A position Riley was seriously vying for. She was pretty and all that but something about her felt off and this wasn’t about me not liking her because I felt she stole Riley’s position. No, I think she actually deserved it since she earned it fair and square. She just seemed so odd to me for some reason. Maybe it was because I wasn’t really familiar with her and I don’t think we’ve ever crossed paths.

I shot Damon a glare, but that only made his smirk disappear for a second as he chuckled for a beat. The tailor suddenly clapped his hands. “Oh my dear, what’s your name?” “Uh… Mara. Mara is my name.” “Such a beautiful name for a beautiful creature crafted by the moon goddess herself.” He said as his eyes gave me a not so subtle once over. If he didn’t seem like I wasn’t his type, I would have assumed he had already undressed me with his eyes. “I think he did, but not for reasons like the other men would have. I think he’s more into your body as art than it is as attraction…” Kira stated.

"Yes, her name is Aria. She debuted from Kirito's company. However, she didn't take any projects after that" "Excellent work, Tanabe!" "Thank you, sir." Kurosava hung up the phone and looked at Vivian's magazine photograph on his phone's wallpaper. "Now, I can meet you, my love." - To be continued