Kylie Scott Books Novels & Stories

He got a load and he even texted Josh! Ignore me all you want. But I will make sure that you’ll fall into my hands. Because no one can resist Annabelle Vasquez! *** I walked back to USC since Kylie texted me that she would just wait outside for me. And I just saw her holding a lot of books. I shook my head. She was so studious! She saw me walking towards her and she gestured me to walk faster. I rolled my eyes at her and started to double my pace. “Did you get your ID?” she asked right away when I got in front of him.

"Not until you bring that man back into our lives. I love him mom. I want us to be one big family" "Stop being ridiculous" * Few hours later, Jaime Scott left Rosita McCarthy house and headed to his house * Olivia knocked on Kylie's door "Kylie, open the door. You have to eat?" "I'm not hungry" "Please..." "You too please" "Kylie, you don't understand" "I don't want to understand. I'm done understanding" "You are starving yourself" "I don't care" Olivia put both her hands on the door and tears started rolling down her cheeks

She looked exactly like her and she reminded me of her . "I don't know why you feel that I am scared of you ,you know I have never been scared of you and I never will be ,I just hope that you stop thinking about it that way " I told her . Kylie Walked towards me ,she didn't look like she was scared or anything ,she didn't black out and she didn't move an inch ,she just kept that cold look on her face . "You know what ,I can't wait to expose all of your dirty secrets .

She and Kylie were the only one in the library. Kylie is sitting on one of the four brown wooden armrest chair which surrounds the vintage oak table that was near to the bookshelf. Different modes of textbooks all about the past, scattered on the table. She heaved a sigh as she stop flipping the page and checked her wristwatch again. Seeing that it is almost the end of lunch break. She knew he is no more coming.

Jackson wiped the dust from the pizza base on his jeans and focused on the laptop. “Are there books about the Bloodmoon pack I can look into?” Scarlett asked, She was never one for technology, she preferred to do her research in old school, with a notepad, highlighters, and books. Mikael nodded his head and vamped back and forth with a stack of 14 books. “Damn! I will help you with that.” Sasha offered, Scarlett gave her a grateful look with big eyes.

Kylie winced as she walked into her quarters, she was disowned by her father and she was reduced to nothing, all because of the eldest miss. She couldn't let her have a good life, she had to d*e and there was only one organization that could make it happen, the undead, they wouldn't care if they had become the most hated family in Green city, all they worked for was money. Kylie's face was twisted into a scowl as she typed in her computer, even though it was her life savings, she didn't mind using it. Kylie Howard ' k**l the eldest miss of the Kingston family Reward: 300 Gold bars'

Books scattered across the room. Blood stinks in the air. The smell of violence not escaping me. Something happened. Rain isn't safe. Regardless, “Rain!! Where are you!?” I manage out, jumping over the fallen bookshelves. Lester parts to the other side of the library, looking for any slightest hint of Rain. “Over here, alpha!!!” I freeze momentarily at Lester's words and I run over there like a rabid dog, only to see Kylie’s form lying in the pool of her blood.

“Chanse worked hard on this film and things have to go perfectly.” Kylie was Chanse’s sister, and she wanted things to go well for her brother. “And things will go perfectly,” Skyla said, turning to her coworker and friend. “But why can’t I do both?” “Do both?” Kylie asked, her brows raised. Skyla nodded with a grin spread across her lips. “Why can’t I do my job… and scope for guys?” She asked. “Now that I have my eyes set on Gavin Landry, I don’t think I can let him go that easily. I want him, Kylie… and I always get what I want.”

His guards moved with quiet efficiency, unpacking the lavish picnic basket and laying out a thick, checkered blanket, plush cushions, and an assortment of containers that promised a small feast. Kylie didn't wait for an invitation or direction. The moment the blanket was down, she claimed a spot at its farthest edge, as far from the center as possible without being outright rude. She had brought a small, leather-bound book, and she immediately opened it, her silver eyes dropping to the page as if she were alone in her own bedroom. It was a clear, physical statement: I am here, but I am not a part of this.

However, I've learned the hard lesson of not judging a book by its cover, so I couldn't help but wonder whether she was your typical rich heiress—arrogant and not in touch with reality—or someone better. She looked at Cole with a questioning look, as if waiting for him to introduce her or whatever she meant, but I decided to do so before Cole could say anything distasteful. "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Kylie. Cole's childhood friend." Nah, we're enemies. And I wished he would just disappear. I could feel his gaze on me after saying the last part, but I wouldn’t be here if I cared less. Lady Merilyn flashed me an extremely wide smile—yeah, the kind that looked suspicious. Her voice turned even