That's Right I'm Kira Novels & Stories

He replied, "Hey, Kira can you help me check how many One Direction CD's left in there? Count it for me please." Kira gave him a nod and start do as she told, she was bending down to check if there's any CD's one the lowest rack and start counting them from down to up. She was too busy counting the CD's that she did not even realize there was someone standing close to her, she paused her counting and look to her left, at that very moment her mind went blank and she completely forgot about the numbers.

She groaned and stepped back, dropping her staff. "Not bad," she said, putting the stick down. "At least you have potential.” She paused, after staring at me again, she continued, "You can stay. I’m Kira. I left my pack because my mate was a monster. I killed him before I left, and I’m not interested in ever going back." "I’m not going back either," I said.

Kira hissed With a quick motion, Kira pulled the blanket away, and for a moment, both girls froze. Sara’s eyes widened. “... Kai?” Her voice was full of disbelief. Kevin’s face was equally shocked, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “Kira...? Sara...?” Kira smirked, still catching her breath. “Got you. I told you Sara” Kevin just stared, clearly caught between relief and annoyance. ***** Meanwhile, in Elviria…

“It’s too late, Anna. You either accept your fate, or you take your own life.” I froze, my breath catching. “Who are you?” I whispered, my gaze darting around the empty room. “I’m your wolf. My name is Kira,” the voice said, calm and firm. “I’m the reason you’re alive.” “I never asked to be brought back to life,” I shot back, my hands gripping the sink. “Then look for the vampire,” Kira taunted, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Let him rip your head off, and you’ll be back where you want to be.”

Kira even slapped Mel’s thigh. I wasn’t happy Vanessa left… but I wasn’t sad either. I just couldn’t believe I’d had that kind of exchange with someone. “Well…” I muttered, avoiding their eyes. “Won’t you go after her? I thought you were going out.” Kira stood, walked up to me, and sat beside me. She felt like the most playful, bold one of the three. “You haven’t told us your name,” she said. I chuckled nervously. “Oh. Sorry. I’m Mia.”

His steps are fast, his brows low, and I can already feel my rage sharpening behind my teeth. “Sophia,” he says, voice firm but confused, “what are you doing back here with him?” I move between them instantly, ready to snap his jaw out of alignment. “Call her that name one more time and I swear—” Kira steps in quickly, placing a hand on my chest, steadying me. “Let me,” Then she turns to Ryder, her voice soft but clear. “My name is Kira Everhart,” she says. “I remember my life now. Prince Julian is my mate.”

she said, looking sad. "Who the fuck is Kira?" I asked, and she gave me a really bad stare, like, am I for real? "What?" I blurted out, shrugging. How the fuck am I supposed to keep up with names. "Kira, the girl that showed up and helped us hunt Katya." "Who the fuck is that?" I asked even more confused now than I was earlier. "The fucking assassin, bloody hell!" she yelled. "Oh, what happened to her?"

KAZIEL "And you think it might not be related to the cult?" I ask Kira after dinner. My girl is curled up on my lap, tracing her fingers along the veins on my arm. "She's trying to fight you, obviously, babe. I guess she needs a whole vampire army. I thought she loved you," Dani says, shaking her head with a hilarious expression on her face. "Oh, what a deception." Kira laughs, tossing popcorn into her mouth. "She's a keeper, Alpha."

“You lay a f*cking hand on me, and I can guarantee you’ll have that entire arm chopped off and turned into food for the dogs!” Kira’s intimidation tactic was well-practiced. She had the look, the force in her bearing, and the tattoos. But Javier answered her with a question that seemed almost random and non-sequitur. “How are you so sure that he won’t feed me to something nobler? I don’t know, maybe a lion?”

Her voice rises at the end. "My apologies for that. Actually, Kira is a very developed artificial intelligence who's specialized in diagnosing and treating of people, too." I say to her, but she shakes her head, not buying it. "Well, wouldn't it be safe if we do it the two thousand and twenty-two way, instead of a three thousand-splash-futuristic way?" She's not really asking, and I don't plan on answering that either. However, she is being rhetoric, so it's helping, too.