Kyra Harper Novels & Stories

just as they were standing there, she saw Kyra coming with Sage and her eyes widen in surprise. “She woke up right in time just when the preparation had already been set. Did she do that on purpose so she won’t have to do any work? What a lazy…” Harper stopped talking and her eyes started to well up. “Kyra!” she shouted her name and started running to meet her.

he says. Wren is fast asleep on the couch and Vic is fighting to stay awake. Scott... Well he hasn't moved much, or said much either. I sigh. Why did someone do that to Kyrah? And who– "Sabrina," I hiss. "What?" Kye asks then I stand up from where I was kneeling next to Axel and Red. "Sabrina, she's the only one insane enough to do such a thing–" "Whoah! Slow down, are you sure?" Kye asks.

I glanced at the direction of that silhouette, just to make sure it remained motionless. "Made in your image, my lord. "Kyra replied, making a quick bow to the prince. The hair shaking gently with the gesture. I turned to Vraxlon with one of my eyebrows raised, and he was wise enough to undo the little bestä smile and take on his impassive pose. "Kyra is a succubus, coming directly from my territory to serve your majesty," he said, revering me. "It is part of your Royal Council. Your spokesperson for the other territories, and your eyes and ears in human territory.”

Moving out of his reach, he let out a chuckle. "Should have seen that coming. If you want to play, then we can play, but I'm warning you now. Ophir has never met a challenge he couldn't beat." I could feel Ophir pressing against our minds asking to be let in. Kyra opened the link letting his presence fill our mind. "Never." He confirmed, his voice deep and powerful, only adding to Kyra's crazy energy. She was wired for sound, the freedom making her practically vibrate with adrenaline. She didn't wait for Garrne to shift before turning and dashing through the field of grass.

Kay walked out of the room. Meanwhile, Kyra just rolled her eyeballs lazy because she was still called 'Little Sister'. But the next second, Kyra's fingers were already on top of her laptop keyboard. Change some of Kay's data online. It's not easy. Because Kyra had to hack into a government program. But because Kyra is genius, she finally made it into the program and changed Kay's data as her sister wanted. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

I take deep breaths while I loosen my tie and open some of my shirt’s buttons. What is it Dakota? Will you tell me now? I ask him. Impatience surfaces on my skin. She is here. I can sense her. I want to feel her. I want to touch her. I want- Her? Who are you talking about? Our mate, Ryan. Our precious mate. Mate?

"This is Luna Lyra, my honored guest. She will be staying with us for the coming month as part of a cultural exchange with Crest Pack. I expect you all to treat her with respect due to visiting royalty." The assembled Lycans bowed, a gesture of respect. But Lyra could see the curiosity in their eyes, the questions they weren't asking. One figure stepped forward, a woman with long dark hair and striking green eyes. She was beautiful in a dangerous way, like a blade wrapped in silk. "Another stray, Bastian?" the woman said, her voice carrying clearly across the courtyard. "You do love collecting broken things." The insult was clear, cutting. Lyra felt her face flush with embarrassment and ange

Kyra fidgeted with the strap of her backpack as she waited outside Professor Silas Blackwood's office during his scheduled office hours. The campus bustled around her, students rushing to classes, laughter echoing down the halls, but her mind was a whirlwind of nerves and quiet excitement. It had been a few days since she'd moved into Silas's house, since that first intense session where she'd confronted her fear of the dark and ended up sleeping peacefully in his arms. Now, she was officially his sub, bound by their contract, and the secret thrummed inside her like a hidden melody. She needed to tell Mia, her only confidante, who was meeting her here for moral support.

As Kyra was observing the stranger, the woman was doing the same thing to her. “And you are?” Kyra asked in the softest voice she could muster. The woman flashed Kyra a blinding smile that reminded her of the smile Cynthia gave her the first day she came to introduce herself as her maid. “You don’t know me yet, but I know you,” “Of course you do,” Everyone must have heard about her; Kyra, the foolish daughter of alpha Ezekiel who fell for alpha Tristan, the enemy of her pack, got herself pregnant and got herself sold off by her father. Kira swallowed the butter bile that rose in her throat.

Yara changed the subject as Ximena and Ayanda turned to look at Gia, making her blush. “ Who’s the lucky one, Gia?” Yara smirked. “ His name is Kye and we aren’t dating, not y— She was cut off by the ringing of her phone. She checked the caller ID, and it was Kye. Talk of the devil. She said to herself while taking the call.