Novels Kars Novels & Stories

"Ryder, she was in shock to see him Kara had just nestled herself into the plush cushions of the cozy reading nook, lost in the captivating world of a steamy romance novel. The room was filled with the soft glow of candlelight, casting a warm and intimate aura that matched the allure of the pages she held. the story whisked her away to a world of passion and desire, Kara's heart soared with anticipation. With each turn of a page, she fell deeper into the embrace of the characters, their love unfurling before her eyes. The crackling fire in the hearth added to the romantic ambiance, heightening her immersion in the story's embrace.

Kari POV I sighed as I looked out of the window of the beautiful castle I was now staying in. We returned that night after my father had shown the King that photo. If I thought the West Nordic Pack was stunning, this castle and its lands hidden in the mountains of Scotland were unbelievable. The gardens were massive and there were flowers I had never seen before. The most beautiful were those deep purple roses that were in the middle of it all. The room I was staying in was exactly how I imagined a fairytale castle looked. The stone walls, the big mahogany wood four-poster bed that I need a step to climb into, and the posts hand carved into an intricate design. There was a fire built directl

Kiara squealed in excitement as she took in the beauty of her new home as they ventured further into the pack. She awed and pointed at every new thing she saw till Matthews reached his packing spot and killed the engine. They exited Matthews’s car but before he could get to the car booth, Chaos told him to keep the stuff there till she was ready. With a curt nod in her direction, he opened the back door and pulled out Kiara’s belongings. He was so focused on getting his mate’s belongings out of his car that he didn’t recognize the moment she walked off with Chaos towards the main house.

"I'm looking forward to it." His breath brushed near, carrying the fresh scent of shaving lotion. Isolde's fingers tightened against the bedsheet beneath her, though her expression did not change. "Then… let's go." … Isolde chose the old district of Karsden's capital. The streets were narrow. Timeworn Karsden-style buildings lined both sides, their facades marked by age. Colorful shop signs hung outside small stores, and the air carried the scent of brewed coffee and fresh flowers.

Karis was driving her to his apartment. It was nothing romantic or raunchy, like to horny people going to have their fill of each other in a luxury apartment. No, it had more to do with the fact that she was homeless and penniless, and Karis's charitable nature, still she wondered....

The new girl just kept her head down and threw glares at Kara's way, but never touched her, never attempted to take revenge like other girls did. But nobody has a perfect life. Noemi and Joseph's marriage was beginning to fall apart in Kara's sixteenth year, their arguments becoming more and more explosive, until these led to the fatal day of the accident. Kara was in the backseat, minding her own business, her headset jammed in her ears, listening to the latest pop song. Then it began. Something started the argument--Kara could barely remember what it was--and suddenly her parents were shouting at each other. They were crossing a skyway, and there were other cars rushing past. There was a w

He paused again raising the killing suspense and causing more tension to rise inside of me. "As we all know, there's only a set of people who use revolver pistols in our city..." Can he just tell me already?, the suspense is eating me up. "The vipers, Kara!, they are the only ones who have access to such amunitions and use revolver pistols..." He concluded finally. As of now I could literally feel walls closing in on me, my heart was beating way faster. "But the most terrifying part was this note, they found in the car, on it was boldly written... KARA!."

Suddenly, the car shook, and Andreas, quick on his feet, managed to avoid falling out the door. “Are you trying to kill your dear brother? Couldn’t you be a little gentler…” Andreas gripped the seat in front of him, clearly startled. “Why don’t you just go ahead and pack yourself up if you like being so close to Ernesto!” Karsyn spoke coldly, clearly displeased with the person behind her. Andreas clicked his tongue, “If I were a woman, I wouldn’t need to pack. I’d just strip and send myself over directly.”

It took well over two minutes for Kara to let me in. “What took you so long?” I stared at her suspiciously before I entered. “Hey Kath,” Carlos greeted with a sheepish smile while struggling with his shirt button. Ruffled hair, heavy breaths, sweaty body and an almost naked Kara spelled it all out to me. He hand combed his blond locks before stepping of the house with a muffled goodbye. “You should get a life, Kara, all you do is have sex with Carlos.” “Oh, come on, you should be glad; at least one of us is getting the sex of her dreams.”

He has summarised what he thinks I am in a heartbeat. Alexi Carrero is a predator in expensive tailoring and smiles, yet he has the black soul of someone who has killed without remorse. I know his family's body count must be immense by now, being four or five generations of underhand dealings and back-alley negotiations. They are infamous for who they are, even if some of them have turned legitimate and steer clear of the crime world publicly.