Kiryu Smoking Novels & Stories

The man took a deep drag, only to cough again, thin smoke escaping unevenly from his mouth. “If you can’t handle smoking, don’t force it,” Zayne said as he walked past him, pulling the cigarette from his hand. Casually, he tossed it to the floor and crushed it under his shoe. Luckily, Hiro didn’t protest. “You’ve got a problem? As far as I know, you don’t smoke. Good boy.” “Don’t call me that,” Hiro said, walking over to the glass window and leaning against it. He let out a long sigh. “We lost a tender to another company.”

He screamed while holding the cigarette in his mouth and smoking it out. "Don't say me; smoking is injurious to health and all sh*t!" He gritted his teeth. "This is all I need right now!" He said this as he exhaled and smoked out. "Why are you being rude to me?" "I did not do anything!" I said this while biting my lip. "Exactly. You were quiet, and you did not allow me to speak either!" He shouted and pointed his hand at me, holding the cigarette between two fingers. "Lyra has been in this room, and this was a clear indicator—she tried to hurt you while messing with your damn straightener!"

Ryota's fingers twitched, but he forced his fist to lower. Hiro's lip curled. He stepped back and sent a dark glob of tobacco splashing onto Ryota's polished leather boot. "That's what I thought," Hiro said, turning his back to light another smoke. "You're all talk, Ryota. Just an errand boy for a dying dinosaur. Now pick up your little bitches and get the hell off my property." Ryota stood frozen for three long beats, his knuckles white as bone inside his coat pockets. He reached down, closed a fist around each of his two shivering men's jacket collars, and dragged them up onto their feet.

"I don’t like the smell of smoke on my hands." "Yeah… we were actually heading out for a smoke after proving Ruby wrong," Keely chimed in. Dane’s eyes flicked between us, unimpressed. "So… you smoke now?" "Yep," Keely nodded, looking completely unbothered. "Experienced smokers." "You too, Ruby?" Dane asked, turning to me. I forced a small, guilty smile. "Yeah… occasionally, though." "Hmm," Dane muttered, clearly surprised. "That’s… new."

Alpha Kia and his Beta Liam, alongside several warriors, stood like sentinels, their silhouettes giving them a dangerous look. My gaze scanned the setup, resting solely on Alpha Kai whose back was turned to us. His attention seemed to be focused on something in his hand. A thin tendril of smoke rose from between his fingers – it was a lit cigarette, an unusual sight for a typically disciplined Alpha which I think Kai was. Despite the noise of our arrival, Kai didn’t turn to face us immediately. His shoulders were dropped with nonchalance. We might as well have dropped down from heaven and he wouldn’t notice.

“But you also have to learn how to smile. I never seen you smiling even once.” “There is no reason for me to smile,” she told him what she truly feels. “I will give you a reason, then. Just wait after the party. I will tell you something that will make you smile.” He said as he left the wardrobe. “What is it, my lord? Are you going to free me?” Lucas looked back at her as he stepped out of the door. “It’s something like that,” he said and smirked. “So, learn to smile, Camila. Or should I force you to smile?”

The smoke made Kira and Jerry cough, but it positively affected me. The more I inhaled the smoke, the calmer my mind became. My emotions slowly became detached. I could remember the illusion but the emotions I experienced in it, the pain that followed me out, they were all gone. The smoke died down and I quickly looked at Kira. From the expression on her face, it must have done the same, though she couldn't stop coughing.

That I desperately needed a man? "Error after error, Kira! Mistake after error!" - flashed bitterly in my head. Gray slowly raised the cigarette to his lips, scanning me with his eyes. I don’t know what he was looking for or what he saw, but instead of answering, he took a clip from the pocket of his motorcycle jacket and, putting it on the table in front of me, simply left. I finished my bourbon and stubbed out the rest of my cigarette in my glass. The gesture was beautiful. Such a cool one. I don't know... Honestly. According to some code of the gang or because of Astakhov, but it became very unpleasant for me.

115 I WANTED THE TWINS TO MEET AND KNOWN OF THEIR EXISTENCE After the smoke was released inside the glass room, Kiro felt dreadful from an unpleasant smell, and woke up clogged inside his throat. “Cough, cough, cough, cough” “What's the awful scent?” And the smoke dissipate slowly, he saw how his hands were tied up on the bed and a tinted glass surrounding him. Feeling annoyed, Kiro didn't hesitate to scream showing how angry he was, but it wasn't the best choice to do and what he hadn't imagined, in return.

Kiara was ready to stand up and leave even before he could get to where she sat, But Killian suddenly stopped a few feet away from her. He didn’t seem to have noticed her and might actually be here for some privacy, because he leaned by the wall, reached inside his pocket, brought a cigarette pack out, and lit one. Kiara narrowed her eyes. When did he start smoking? Well, it was none of her business, right? Besides, if she remained sitting here, it was only a matter of seconds before he noticed her. So she picked up her bag and stood up with her heels in one hand, deciding to wear them somewhere else.