A few years back I started Kylie Bray. It was just a basic story about a girl in love with her billionaire brother.
The story was bland and I quickly got bored of it and continued to write the sequel to House of Legions.
After I published Beggar I started the blog of Liston Hills (school me) and I needed more characters. Then came in Kylie Bray and her siblings.
Once I brought her in, my obsession for the familia came to play then one thing led to another and before I even understood it myself I was writing three different series that all linked to each other because of one girl ‘Kylie Bray’. Her story kept bugging me, and I wrote it up in stages. On and off until I completed it a month back.
She is and will always be a character I can relate too as well as many women and men who have experienced unrequited love.
Below is a small piece of Kylie Bray 😊😁
People look at me and see a monster. They look at me and see a killer but no body knows I am so much worse.
I was once Kylie Bray , billionaire heiress, a Southern belle until Mafia boss Vincent Stone walked back into my life.
He was my obsession, I was addicted to his darkness and instead of nurturing it , he used it as the worst form of torture.
I knew Vincent was a bad person , but I never knew how bad he really was until I was already too deep, lost to the maze of obsession.
I couldn’t find my way out no matter how hard I tried.
He tainted me, marked me as his knowing that he would never be mine.
You see , Vincent Stone wasn’t just my stepbrother. He was a made man and I was his muse
Sabastian So my night with Reagan ended , and began my night with Hennessey Ellipse a thirteen thousand dollar bottle of Hennessey, ranked ten in the world. It tasted like crap , it wasn’t my drink of choice. It was however the only bottle of alcohol I had in my room, which is where I ended up as the night progressed.
A knock on the door was a surprise and it wasn’t the European surprise either no, it was Lizzy. Reagan’s long last cousin and the daughter of my father’s latest woman. By then I was too drunk and she was not holding up well either. She however was not the woman in my bed, that award belonged to non other than Victoria Stone. Yes, the naked beauty that I would live to forget would be Victoria, and if anyone and I don’t just mean Aiden Hallow , Dainy’s brother who has loved Victoria since the guy figured out what his dick was used for but the Stone brothers.
We practically lived in the same yard since we were born. She was supposed to be like a sister to me, only thing, last night Victoria was no sister, she was a beautiful woman and I was a man. Now I am a criminal and she is my judge.
“Rae, wake up. “ I shake her a bit, her pale skin in contrast to the black and grey duvet wrapped around her top half of her naked body.
She groans, turning over, giving me a view and a half of her ass. The thought of smacking it hits me but I snort instead. Grabbing the duvet I pull it off her, “Rae, if you don’t wake up David is coming for you.” She practically jumps up falling toward the lush carpeted floor and I don’t stop the laugh that comes when I see her bug eyes glaring at me.
“Way to go, you know I was enjoying my sleep until you decided to wake me.” Rae gets up off the floor in all her naked glory and I roll my eyes as I also get up off the bed.
“What happened last night is a need to know basis and nobody besides you and I need to know, Dainy will freak, My brothers will end up in prison and I am pretty sure Aiden will become the joker or some crazy thing like that.” Rae rants as she picks up her dress and grabs her shoes.
“Maybe I should have just taken my chances and let you sleep.” I slip a clean white tee on, and walk toward the far end of my bedroom where my walk-in closet is situated and grab the track pants handing from the silver handle.
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