Kirra Hart Novels & Stories

she revealed and I gasped in surprise. “Oh my goodness! Kira? You mean my former friend Kira?” I mentioned and she nodded her head. “How? When did it happen?” I had to ask. “She found her mate. She didn’t like him at first and he didn’t too. No one knows the full story but turns out they got along, did what mates do and now she’s pregnant. Lara on the other hand is getting married next week,” she informed me. “Oh my goodness! I am still in shock. That’s nice.”

" *_*_*_*_* Kira turned off the phone and exhaled heavily. She looked at Evelyn who was already sleeping. This was bad, it was very bad. *_*_*_* Erica smiled at Shaft after they finished watching the broadcast. "Good job." Shaft praised. "I don't like taking things too slowly." She replied proudly.

Unless he really cared about me like he said before. After a few minutes I saw Karisha coming out of the lake. My eyes followed the trail of water dripping from his hair and running down his beautifully tanned skin, enhancing the details of his carved chest, his six bellies, his deep V line ... OMG! I didn't want to see that!

It was times like this that she was thankful that she was rich because she knew she’d get away with anything. "You worked with Dr Edwin didn't you?" she whispered. She saw Kira's face turn white, blood drained from her face. Roberta couldn't explain where her boldness or badass attitude was coming from. Perhaps, it had come from dealing with people following her after she published articles about Wyatt. "I- I didn't, what th- the hell are you talking about?" Kira stammered "You have to tell me what happened exactly five years ago" she demanded "Miss, I don't know what you're talking about, I can't remember"

I only prayed for the best for all of us. " please don't mind Faryah, she talks a lot" I heard Raihanna say as I sat opposite her and offered her a juice box. She was a very beautiful woman. The first time I saw her, I was amazed. Her dark skin and beautiful smile were amazing. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about her. She was a daughter of a friend of Ummah's. They were Nigerians and Masha Allah, they were really beautiful. I felt something for her and I really wanted to get to know her more. " It's fine, she's a nice woman, her husband is at work or something?" I asked as I fully focused on her. " Uhh, her husband, well honestly all that is a very long story" She answered as she dropped

She was born to Noemi and Joseph Rey, a young couple who lived close to Noemi's mother, Roselle. Roselle was a retired high school teacher whose husband died some twenty years ago in a car accident. Kara was beloved to her maternal grandmother, who insisted on naming her after her best friend, who had also passed away.

I put the vial in my pocket and paid what I owed in cash and something else that I did not have a name for and left without looking back because looking back was a habit I had been breaking for months now and I was not going to let it return now when I was this close. The maid was waiting where I had told her to wait, at the junction of the outer path and the settlement gate. Her name was Kira. She was nineteen years old. She had a sister in the northern pack and no one who would miss her very much if she disappeared. These were facts I had researched before I recruited her because you did not do this work on accidents. She looked at me with the specific terror of someone who knew they had b

Garrett's unwavering expectation. And beneath it all, that voice whispers again. They're coming for him. For you. For everything you love. I close my eyes and take a breath. Kira died protecting Sirus. She gave everything so he could have a chance. So I could raise him. Guide him. Keep him safe. But safety isn't just about hiding. It's about power. Position. The kind of authority that makes people think twice before they come for what's yours. Garrett's right.

“No, not yet. Though I’ve spent my spare time in Narok's presence, trying to hear any updates about Crimson Tide, nothing much has come so far.” "We have news from the field!" Narok suddenly called out to me as a woman walked into the den. Her eyes were sharp and focused as she scanned the room. "I’m Kira,” she introduced, shaking my hand. “A navigator in the field. I have been hired by Sir Narok to help with the daily information stream management." Narok nodded. "Indeed, Kira. Your expertise in this area will be greatly appreciated. The daily information stream is crucial to the safety and security of our pack and I need someone reliable and trustworthy to oversee it."

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"