Let It Lie Kio Cyr Novels & Stories

He pretended to smile brightly even though he was hurting deep inside. "Aniyo, I'm okay, Mr. Sy. I just felt tired and I need to sleep right now since I have to stay up late earlier for the business proposals I need to approve last night. It was really urgent, so I didn't have time to catch up with my sleep schedule," Hazi lied as Mr. Paul Sy nodded right away and believed all of what he said. * ANIYO - KOREAN WORD for NO*

I open my mouth allowing his tongue in my mouth as our tongues dance together. Kye pulls away for a brief second, enough for us to catch our breaths before he says in a low, husky voice, “I want you Ketzia! I need to, please. Ketzia, let me mark you.” my eyes shoot open as I push myself away from Kye.

"I'm already doing you a favor as it is, are you insulting me, short duck? Do you wanna fight, shorty?" I bursted out into a laughter, sorry Ione! "You renegade! Hmph! Caspian would be proud if he saw you, you bad bish!" Ione smirked at me and I apologized again. "Hey guys, the email is a code. In other words, there's a hidden message. And that message is, oh shoot!" Kyro gasped, "What? What happened?!" I exclaimed.

Kyro. In all my fragile moments, kyro has always been there. Offering me his presence, his hands that I can hold and his shoulders that I can lean on. "I know that you love me, please think about it. Uno. I am here and I want you. I still do so why won't you love me back?" I honestly do not want to see or even remember my past because everything about it...points to kyro and not to Uno. "I do not want you. When will ypu ever learn to accept it that I do not want you and I am to be mated with my Luna so please stop bothering me.",

Justin frowned, "I just wanna know who the special one to win your heart is." Leo stopped once again and turned to look at Justin. "Look, nobody has won my heart. There's just... someone who I'm trying to understand, okay? No feelings or any of that bullshit. Now, let it go." Leo then walked away as Justin kept yelling behind him, "In-denial! You're crushing."

IT MAKES ME WANNA HUG YOU AND KI-DO OTHER THINGS! Will_the_devil I may be innocent, but, even I can figure out what that KI- means... I_pooped OH GOD, STOP MAKING ME WANT TO DO IT EVEN MORE! Will_the_devil WHAT'S STOPPING YOU? IT'S JUST ONE CORRIDOR FROM YOUR ROOM TO MY ROOM. I_pooped DAMN IT! I AM ON MY WAY, TO...HUG YOU! Will_the_devil AH, WE WILL SEE ABOUT THAT. AND, YES, YOU WERE RIGHT PEASANT; I AM SMILING BEHIND THE SCREEN.

more times than I could count. “I’ve never been more sure,” I whispered. Afterward, we lay tangled in each other, skin against skin, heart against heart. And then.. we did something stupid. Beautiful. Binding. We made a blood covenant. A small cut on the finger. A drop exchanged. A vow sealed. “I swear I’ll never leave you,” he said, forehead pressed to mine. “Not in this life. Not in any other.” I swore it too. But words are fragile things. Two weeks later, his father found out. About us. About me. About the future Kenneth had dared to imagine that didn’t involve politics, privilege, or a wife chosen at some black-tie dinner.

- Kristina " I have, Kyría. " - Yuri Daniel, ( 'Kyría in grecian means a respect in Chairwoman' ) " Then you know I'm telling you the truth. " - Kristina's voice became fierce. " I never thought you would lie to me, Kyría. " - Yuri Daniel The man's voice was courteous and pleasant, something Kristina found admirable in young Greek men. But right now, she would pay a fortune to hear any emotion in that voice. Kristina made a snap decision to lay all her cards on the table.

I barely let out. He chuckled, “It’s a private jet, sis, they leave when I want.” He placed me on the ground. Taking in my face. “Iris, you dying?” Well… He was as brass as always. “Ohh- I mean you look pale looking… smaller-” He looked me down. “And skinny. You okay?” I smiled at him, “Marcus, I’m fine.” I waved him off, “Just on a no-carb diet.” He nodded,

K raised her brows and bit her lip enticingly. "Sarcasm?" He smiled and asked, beguiled. It was so incredibly hard for him to decipher everything about her. She sipped from her cup again and just shrugged her shoulders. "Well, you're quoting the brilliant but twisted Nietzsche, whom by the way died of syphilis," he muttered, snickering. "But then just moments ago, you seemed perturbed by the fact that I have been sleeping around and using Clix way too much," he quoted her, and admitting the truth at the same time. There's no point in denying it, anyway. If K really had access to the Clix database, then she already knew that he hasn't hooked-up with anyone since the night they met. If anythin