That's Right I'm Kira Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I noticed some movement around the clinic and thought I should come check what was going on.” Kai stared at her in disbelief. “Why are you here?” He snapped. Her smile faltered for half a second before returning. “I was only curious. Plus, I'm trying to get used to the pack.” “You mean you're trying to shove your nose into everything?” Kai replied coldly. Kira ignored the hostility and shifted her attention to Ryan instead. “Oh, we haven't met properly.” She stretched out her hand elegantly. “I'm Kira.” Ryan hesitated briefly before shaking it. “Ryan.”

“Not him. I already asked Jack, and he said he never threatened Richard with our father’s case. He even looked genuinely confused. I watched his face the whole time—he wasn’t lying.” Before we could delve deeper into that thought, a loud and deliberate clapping sound echoed through the room, sharp and mocking. We all turned in unison, our bodies tense. Kira. She strolled in slowly, that infuriating smirk permanently glued to her lips like war paint. She moved like she owned the place, like our panic was a comedy show she had front row seats for. “No weapon fashioned against me and my dad shall prosper,” she declared dramatically, raising her arms like she was giving a sermon to an invisible

“What?” “He spoke just one name,” she said. “Yours.” Kira pushed her head forward. I reached for Nate’s hand, still too cold… and squeezed it. “Nate. It’s me, Mira. I’m here.”

lo,” she whispers to me. I catch her before pulling away. Kira hugs your mom then making plans to come back next time week. So we left. - Do you feel better? I shrug, sitting down on the bench front. - I am exhausted. — Kira rolls down the window, playing music. — On another note, his growl...was amazing. Very alpha. I blink. "What growl?" I can hear your screams outside my house. Krew's voice is the loudest, presumably yelling at Reed. Kira breaks away from me, heading to her third class of the day. It takes a little courage to

I had that belief and stood by it. “Oh, that” I grabbed the glass OD juice “and took a long sip. “ I’ll do that later on.” “When is later on, Kira?” Kyle asked. I blinked. Who the hell was Kira? Oh, it’s me. I sighed. I knew it would take me a while to get used to being called Kira. “You have to fill in this so we can get justice for our parents.”

She doesn’t know this place either. “This is our haven-” Kira started. “And where is this? Kyla cut her off. “Here” Kira answered and touched her temple. She gave her a look that said, “am I crazy?” Kira chuckled at her and shook her head. “Of course not, you’re not crazy---

I turned away from her to avoid eye contact, but the way she laughed caused me to gaze back at her. “Of course you'll ask that. I knew you would, but I don't blame you. We probably started off on the wrong foot. I'm Mia, Lucian's Luna, and you're Kira who?” I wasn't sure if she was trying to mock me, or introduce herself, so I answered. “Kira, just Kira.” She nodded, smiling as she took her seat. Then she sat silent for a while. “Do you think I am a bad person?”

Kira snorted again, turning on her heel to walk into the small bedroom to lay Vladimir down in his crib. “Remember the night I went outside to get extra diapers for Vladimir?” I reminded her, following her to the bedroom doorway, a sudden wave of pride washing over me at the memory. “I beat up those bullies that tried to mess with me in the alley.” “Araceli, those were junkies,” Kira said without looking back. “A single casual punch from Matvei would have killed them on impact.” She carefully laid Vladimir down on his mattress, straightened her posture, and turned around. She tapped my shoulder gently as she walked past me toward the small bathroom. “I will try to get the information about w

The silence was so strong that I could hear the faint hum of the air conditioning. On the giant screen, Raheem pulled back from the kiss and laughed. "I can't believe Kira actually thinks I love her. She's so pathetic." "She’s an idiot," Zara’s voice echoed through the massive speakers, loud and clear for all to hear. She dragged her nails down Raheem’s chest, smiling wickedly. "Let her marry Aziel Lockwood. She can suffer with that monster, and we can finally be together without hiding. We get the money, and she gets the misery."

“Haven’t I been helping you already? I brought you here tonight, didn’t I? I brought you to meet Mr. Hester and Mr. Boston. Those men hold power in the entertainment world. They could give you a rope to climb back up.” Kira sniffed, her voice shaking. “But they… they asked me to drink with them, and I did! I did everything! But now they want to sleep with me!” There was a pause. Then Jessica’s cruel laugh echoed. “And? Haven’t you done that before, Kira? Sleeping with men to climb higher? Why hesitate now?” The words dripped with mockery, cutting like knives. “Shhh!” Kira hissed suddenly, her panic flooding through her voice. “The walls have ears! Don’t speak like that!”