Kylie Byrd Novels & Stories

Kylie reached a trembling hand toward me as she silently begged for my help. But I ran. I left her there in the rain to be dragged through hell alone. After that night, she vanished from school on medical leave. A few days later, her mom spiraled into depression, and she hung herself at home. Then came Kylie's funeral. Everyone was baffled by how such a bright and lively girl could have fallen ill so suddenly. But I knew the truth. Despite that, all I could do was watch Mr. Carter stand solemnly and place a white chrysanthemum on her casket.

Kylie was a dad daughter of another woman ,he claimed to have loved the woman so much and she was his first love but what we didn't know was how the both of them never got to end up together and he had to end up with my mom . Kylie had Been in the US for the past fifteen years ,after getting trained as a security guard and after that dad decided to let her go chase her dream of being a model and it was just as if it was the best thing that had ever happened to her because she became so popular In the whole wide world.

she chuckled. "Hello, Dom? Yes, I'm good. Come on, stop pretending to care because I don't need that! I'm fine here! I'll call you again tomorrow. Get all my belongings ready. I need to swap our things. I dislike Kyla's items. They are of low quality and unpleasant! Okay, goodbye." Kylie is thinking. She needs to get this done perfectly without mistakes. She's pregnant with Dominic's baby, and Kyla is pregnant too. She knows everything as she secretly spied on Nay Karing. That's her source aside from social media.

She was being alive by guilt, ALL BECAUSE OF HER. She hated the name as much as she hated the sight of it in her mind. Kylie. Always smiling, always infuriatingly competent, always slipping under Cole’s defenses like a shadow. She had been a nuisance from the very start the moon goddess had proclaimed her as Cole's Luna when she was eighteen—a child intruding on a throne Sarah had imagined for herself. Sarah had controlled Cole’s upbringing, molded his emotions, taught him obedience and discipline while giving him the power to makes choice, and yet… Kylie had always found a way to invade his thoughts, twist his loyalty, and make him… soft.

in some more while she was in there falling into other girls’ arms. Good thing, they will never meet again hopefully. Kylie was starting to get her shit together a little bit too. They left the bar and went to get some snacks from the diner opposite. With some food in their system, they were both at least good enough to drive and they both suddenly decided to go for a drive. Which was basically them just taking the long route back. They sat in the car and the first thing kylie did was put songs on. She started singing along loudly and I, I could only laugh loudly. As I didn’t know the lyrics to this one, kylie noticing the same shouted. “Bitch! You seriously don’t know this one. I will shar

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

One afternoon, while I was working on a new collection, Charlotte walked into the studio, her usual graceful air tinged with excitement. "Kylie, I have something to discuss with you," she said, her eyes lighting up as she took a seat across from me. "It’s an opportunity, and I think it’s time for you to hear about it." I paused, the dress I was pinning momentarily forgotten. "Opportunity?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

Were you trying to eavesdrop on I and Jacob's conversation you low life,” Kylie chuckled sarcastically ” I should be saying that to you Lily as far as I remember you were popular months back what happened now? Who even remembers you once had a career? Whether you like it or not Lily you are old news and you should learn to accept the fact that there is only one queen in the whole of this industry and it's me Kylie,”

I hung up again. Me: I’m in a taxi!! Don’t want everyone to hear my business. Bestie: Why Clandor?? Huh? Was that a typo? Did she mean ‘what Clandor’? As I stared in confusion a follow-up message popped in. Bestie: Kylie, that guy is a hoe.

But even more beautiful was the energy radiating from every member of her family. “You’ve already met my mom, the reason for the season,” she said, gesturing towards Brenda. She wore a bright purple crochet poncho that complimented her skin tone in a way that would make anyone start research on colour analysis. We exchanged greetings. “Then there’s Kylie, our Silicon Valley connection.” Kylie blew me a kiss, and I immediately found myself grinning. “You’d think the most remarkable thing about her is that she raised three hundred thousand dollars for her tech startup,” Margo continued. “But it’s actually that she bruises like a peach.”