Novel & Cerita Kylo Rey Fanfiction

***BACK TO PRESENT DAY IN RAVENCLAW*** **CARLA*** “You must be kidding,” I said to Phil as he finished his story, “you mean, I have a cousin?” I asked and he nodded “And now she’s in crescent pack seeking revenge? You could have just told her the truth, Kayla is there, pregnant and weak, what if she strikes her?” I angrily yelled at him and his eyes widened in shock. “Kayla?” He asked and I nodded.

“I forgot to tell you, captain. I’m not a minimalist, I like an amputation.” His mouth was half-opened, and he slightly raised his eyebrows. I could hear his heavy breathing. Though the captain lay pitiful, no one shed a bucket of tears. I roamed my eyes around in search of Kylo. But I can’t find her shadow. “You punk!” I couldn’t move when Kylo hugged me from the back. “I hate you,” she said. She sniffed while weeping. I moved away from her and looked at her face. “Could you please stop crying? Don’t forget that you’re using my body and I don’t cry over stupid things. You’re making me look gay.”

I growled. “Well, let me tell you something. Kylo doesn’t care about anyone but himself. He’s just like Theo. Selfish, manipulative, and power-hungry. You’re just a pawn in their games.” Varya was about to say something and slightly opened her lips, but then she immediately shut them and turned her sight to the side. I became furious and without thinking the next thing I did was to backhand her in the face. "You think you’re better than me!" I screamed.

“Ugh! This is sickening, I clenched and unclenched my fists several times in frustration as I was slowly losing my head. It wasn't just about Stephanie alone. My wolf was getting even more desperate. To be let out…with her. But I was afraid of losing her again. “ You got her mad, again,” Kylo accused, writhing underneath. Rubbing my forehead where beads of perspiration had broken out, I managed to pull myself to my feet and with my hands resting on my waist, I walked towards my chambers. As soon as I got inside, I shut my eyes tightly with the deepest desire of making everything right. But was it possible? Will she accept Kylo? Behind closed doors in my secret chambers, the first person I co

He screams. "I-I... I killed a friend a few days ago, and Freya told me how I'm going to enact change when the world sees I'm a monster? M-Maybe she's right, but if I say and do nothing, then Elias's death would have all been for nothing. I-I-... want to start with you because I can see you don't want to kill me either." "You. Know. Nothing!" He spits. "The world isn't flawed, Kyro. The ones inhabiting it are-... But that's okay - no one is supposed to be perfect, and that's perfectly okay with me," Kyro gaze widens, vulnerability and pain reflecting in his eyes.

Dyelon yelled in a panic again. “You have to mark her before her heart stops again.” Kyro came forward in a rush. He half shifted his teeth lengthening. Only for a split second did Dilara and Zyriah crossed his mind, he looked down at Trixie and knew what he had to do. He closed his eyes, leaned in and kissed Trixie on the lips then leaned over to whisper in her ears. “I'm sorry it has to be this way, I promise I will make it up to you.” Dyelon whispered, and bit down into her neck. His eyes flew open, they were burning like lava and looked like liquid gold. As Trixie's blood entering into his body he felt like he was burning from the inside.

"Some of it is historical. Some of it is observational. Some of it is — the word that gets used is prophetic, though I prefer the word anticipatory. Pattern recognition extended forward in time." "And there's something in it about us," Cassian said. It was not a question. Kieran's expression had already communicated that. "There's something in it about a demon lord and a celestial prince," Kieran said carefully, "who would arrive at a moment of significant division and either deepen it beyond repair or resolve it through a means that the original authors described as unprecedented." He opened the book to a page that had clearly been marked long ago, the marker itself nearly as old as the sur

Reagan is either too drunk or too exhausted to retort with one of her witty comebacks so she just allows Gunner to carry her. “I’ll come see you in a bit, Rey.” Kinsley says but without sincere emotions. “Did you wanna go with Reagan, too? Andrei?” Kayleigh raises an eyebrow before rolling her eyes. “No, I’m good. We’ll head out soon.” I cock my head to Nikolai and Misha. The three of us stifle our grins. I know --- and my cousins know, too --- Kayleigh isn’t happy watching Reagan throw herself all over me. Kayleigh is jealous.

N Y X A R A The first time I died, it was under a blood moon. The sky burned red above Ashmoore, thick with smoke and fire. The ground trembled beneath my feet as wolves and rogues tore into each other across the field. I tasted blood in the air and felt the bond burning beneath my skin—sharp, hot, and relentless, as if something inside me already knew how this would end. Kaelor was on one knee near the broken gate. Blood ran from his shoulder, soaking into the dirt beneath him. Enemies closed in from every side, yet his eyes were fixed on me instead of the blades moving through the dark.

Kylo is one of my brother's friend but, I think that's just puppy love for Kylo because I know that Kylo has an exes and I can't remember what that girl's name is. "Visha! Hahaha what are you looking at over the wall? You're an idiot." He said. "R I'm just thinking about something, how is he?" I said. My mother said, I was dumbfounded because we used to be together. I know if he is in the Academy but I want to be with him again. But my imagination is broken because R is so ugly. "Visha is thinking about his first love Hahaha it's just puppy love!" Rey teased while poking my side.