Kirby Anders Novels & Stories

Kirby’s voice was loud and filled the space. “I’m…I’m twenty-two, ma’am,” he replied, blinking rapidly for a few seconds. “Do you have siblings?” She continued her line of questioning, slowly pacing around the guy. He nodded, before quickly adding a verbal response. “Yes, ma’am. I have a little sister who is nine years old.” “Hmm…” Kirby finally stopped pacing, and she was right in front of him. Their faces were close to each other and she had a stiff look on hers. After a few seconds, Ben tried to speak but she stopped him.

Kirby went silent, wondering how the situation had quickly spurned around to point accusing fingers at her. "Are you going to sit down here accusing me or are you going to help me protect Carrie and find out who this person who looks like you is?" She asked Instead. "Why? You said the cops are handling it. People like me and the cops don't usually get along at all." Andrea replied, holding her head with her free hand. "I need to know who did that to Carrie. I don't care if it's your sister, the Forbes or some other psycho mafia group, I'm going to get revenge for her." Kirby vowed and tried to get up but got knocked back to her seat by a light kick from Andrea.

"And?" "And I opened the letters he sent me, read them for him because I was planning to say goodbye but I ended up keeping them." Tears started to form at the corners of her eyes again, she had sat up straight and look up to stop them. "I'm not over him but I am over it. I'm telling you now because it is unfair to keep you loving me." "What is that supposed to mean, Brieanna?" "Kirby is long dead. I wasn't over his death but now I am. It's just my feelings for him, they are still there."

The question was posed delicately, aiming to understand the reasoning behind the shift without offending. "Sure, I understand your concern," Anderson replied with a gentle smile, sensing the sincerity in the elder's words. "My journey has been a bit complicated. You see, I've always been known as Anderson Klein, but recently I've come to embrace another part of my identity—Bash Myers."

"Yes. I already told you about her. That Tristan, Alicia, Cyrene and I have been friends since we were kids and that she is my sister." Suddenly, a blurry image attacked my head making me feel dizzy. Two people are talking and I could barely hear them talk. It was us. Cyrus and I. We indeed talked about his relationship with the rest. And she was here last night, Tristan and that guy. "Are you alright?" He asked, concerned. I nodded my head yes. "By the way, who was that guy Tristan and Cyrene were with last night?" He turned to look at me and smiled. "His name is Andy, the guy I told you about at the company. He just didn't make it that day since I asked him to do something for me."

I am going to have a very interesting academic year, and even though I may not be in the Cheerleading team, but I am interested in Damian Anderson. Call it lust, call it to crush or love at first sight. One thing is certain I know he is that fire that I will gladly burn-in.

Anders It was late as we made our way to the Silver Springs Pack. Conversations with Delta Jeremy proved to be quite insightful and he seemed more than willing to help us out. I was not so naive to believe that the Delta might not be honest with me, but I did trust Harley’s judgment of him. Harley. I was disappointed that the celebration had been cut short. Grey was disappointed that the office mating process had not been completed, but the thought of fighting had changed his tune. He was still grumbling, but I promised him that I would shift and that seemed to appease him.

"He died before he can say. I'm sorry, Cap." "No," I shook my head as I returned to the screen. "You did a good job. Rest up before I give the next assignment." "Thanks, Cap." I tap on the touch screen keyboard and red tag Anderson's picture- DECEASED. There wasn't much about Anderson. His full name is Bobby Anderson, and he is in his mid-twenties. He may look like a lumberjack, giant, and brute with a goatee, and people see him as older than he seems, but he's the youngest member of the Order Executives.