Novel & Cerita Kylie Kent

Later that night... Mira looked herself at the mirror, while looking satisfied. She's wearing a pink one piece dress, and Nana Rosie told her that it belongs to Kyle's younger sister, Kylie. Kylie's currently studying in London, and she lives with their grandfather there. Kylie's dress perfect fits her body like s second skin, and it feels so comfy. She can't explain why, but she feels like she doesn't need to wear her bandanna to cover half of her face.

Ryan just laughed and peeled away down the road, tires squealing faintly as he turned the corner. “Sorry about him,” Kylie muttered, brushing hair from her face. “He’s kind of a creep. Avoid him if you can unless, you know, you’re aiming for another baby or something.” I laughed dryly. “Got it. Noted.” She pulled us both into a quick hug, then stepped back with an eager gleam in her eye. Her version of work attire made me blink: a pair of short shorts and a cut-off shirt that left her midriff exposed. At least her dark hair was pulled into a messy bun.

One of the warriors beside me was talking about vampires entering the South or something when suddenly, he fell silent, frozen. Curious, I followed his gaze... and my heart skipped a beat. Then another. Kylie. She finally appeared. And she looked... Sexy. She wore those tiny shorts I had told her never to wear, and a top that clung tightly to her slim waist and perfect figure. Kylie was called the most beautiful for a reason. She had both the body and the face that granted her that title. But why did she dress like that? Then it hit me... She was trying to get my attention.

People got hurt. I wasn’t about to add on to that fuck fest. It still boggles my mind that Kylie knocked Dexter Kent. I mean, the guy cheated, sure, but it wasn’t his first time on that roller coaster. I look at her, saddling her bike, helmet on, form so tall and solid. Kylie didn’t wear her heart on her sleeves and from what I knew, she had the biggest not so secret crush on her step-brother, Vincent Stone. He didn’t stay with the Stones, so I never considered him a part of the family. Nor did I even put him as a Stone. He was nonexistent. Much like I was to Kevin, I guess.

Kylie interrupted, accusing him as she folded her arms in fake annoyance. “Okay, okay. I still have more surprises for you. I know I need to make up for leaving you guys on your birthday so I got tickets to have a vaacation in Atlanta!” His lips twisted into a grin and Kylie gasped in shock, glancing at me before meeting Liam’s eyes who wiggled his brows. She immediately ran into his arms and he lifted her up into the air. Kyle made a satisfied sound while Kaijust watched us like none of this was his business.

Katherine said gratefully. "Oh, please call me Giselle. All my... favorites do," Principal Kingsley said, gesturing to the picture that had given Katherine her first impression of Tyler. Katherine looked at her principal oddly. "Am... Am I one of your favorites?" Katherine asked hesitantly. Katherine couldn't help fear the rejection of a 'no,' regardless of how short a time she had known Kingsley- Giselle. Giselle smiled fondly, reaching out and pushing Katherine's long, blackish hair out of her eyes.

Mrs Hilton said and laughed. "Well. You didn't check mine before employing me. In fact you never check anyone's own at all. You think all those who work at a book company are just petty people who need a little money and needs it to survive. Well. All said and done. I work at Anderson Co as a secretary. If you want a selfie with the CEO, you can just sign up with me. Cus he likes me" Kylie boasted,mockery showing in her voice. "You really think too highly of yourself Kylie. I look forward to your stupid selfie. Don't forget to look for me when you need a job or need to survive" Mrs Hilton said in the most annoying way that made Kylie wished her voice gets destroyed by a hot tea. For life.

Aria just shrugged and then drank her cocktail. Sooner or later our eyes caught Kent entering the club. He went straight to one of the tables not far from Kylie. damn I just hope he doesn't notice Kylie! But karma is really a b itch. Kent hasn't even been here for twenty minutes, his full attention is already on Kylie. He didn't take his eyes off of her until Kylie went to the dance floor, she was already exhausted and I wanted to stand here and pull her off the dance floor to take her home.

“Oh yeah, Master Fane, Kylie’s surname is Taylor. It can’t be helped. Your in-laws were mindful of your previous status and thought you didn’t make it…” “Oh…” Fane responded, then said, “It’s okay. She’s the daughter of Selena and I!” Very quickly, the pretty server brought over some delicious foods and a beautiful princess-styled dress. Placing them to one side, she then carefully retreated out of the room. Growl! After her bath, Kylie silently swallowed hard, feeling famished. Fane lovingly touched Kylie’s face as he watched her wolf her food down, saying, “Silly little girl. Eat slowly! After you’re done, we’ll go see your mommy!”

"Wanna go outside for a popsicle?" "Sure." A few minutes later, I sat on the wall outside Luca's house with an artificially flavoured and coloured popsicle in one hand and a beer in the other. Nothing says class more than that at 1 am. "Tell me a fact about yourself Luca," I said with a sigh as I licked my popsicle. "I don't trust people with names beginning with C," he replied. "Except for Kim Kardashian." "Kim Kardashian is spelt with two Ks," I pointed out.