Author Keats Novels & Stories

And the moment they did, Mona knew. He knew something was wrong. She quickly plastered a smile across her face. "Hey." Kane didn't smile. He walked toward her, pulled out the chair opposite hers, and sat down. "What's wrong, princess?" The sincerity in his voice almost broke her. Mona looked away. "I've been thinking." "About?" She swallowed. "Did you know vanilla comes from the actual butt of an animal?" Kane stared at her. Mona gave him a tiny smile.

Kevin smiled slyly, "Harawaltz? Do you think I can't fight them? Seriously..." "I'm not giving you advice. But this is an order, Kevin," said Rena, calling him directly by name. Kevin immediately put his index finger on his lips and gave a very sharp look. "Shh...! Watch your manners. I am His Majesty Kevin Robert de Raltz. Did you come here as Secretary of Antro or someone else?" he asked threateningly. On the other hand, the old man just stood still in his place, he just watched the interactions of the people in front of him. His legs had been wanting to run but he couldn't.

“As long as we all work together, I’m sure Walter Group will make it big very soon!” After the meeting, I went to lunch with Kester. “How I wish am I arm would get better soon. If not, I would not able to wear my gown at the banquet.” Kester suddenly knitted his blows and asked, “Is the CEO of JK Technologies that mix-blood Steven?” I nodded. “Do you know him?” “Nope, but I have heard of him.” Kester sliced the steak into a plate as his brows knitted to a tight knot. Serving the peace of meat into his mouth, he went on, “Do you need me to get you some public relations officers to attend the banquet?”

Keith is a very respectful man and even though he’s an affluent man, he talks respectfully to everyone no matter what class they are in society. He has decided to invite Dr. Stan on this trip to Amberland because he’s one of the best Psychologists in America and he had helped him, his mum, and his aunt after the demise of his dad, his Uncle Joey Jacobson, and Ariella Jacobson who are Aunt Kimberly’s husband and daughter.

Damon’s deputies quickly stepped forward, admiration evident on their faces, as if they were in the presence of a hero. Chanse and the others didn’t know who Keegan was. Judging from Damon’s attitude, they could sense that he had an extraordinary identity. Chanse then looked at Kurtis, confused. ‘Didn’t he say that he has a huge support? That’s clearly him… But why does he still look a little timid now?’ He had a bad feeling. “You’re too kind, Mr. Damon.” Keegan nodded at Damon. “Sorry for disturbing you today.” Keegan instinctively looked at Harvey; his heart skipped a beat when he saw the smile on Harvey’s face.

I hadn't meant to sound accusing, especially when I was new here but I couldn't just accept the erroneous things going on around me. "And you are…?" Keith asked me with furrowed brows. "Gosh, why do I always forget the introduction part? So, this is Valerie and she just joined here yesterday. She a copywriter. And this is Keith, a total annoyance but he does graphic designing and he's a freelancer as well." Chelsea winked while Keith huffed out loud at his introduction. Keith looked really cute with his panda-like expression, especially when his double chin showed even more. "Hi, Keith." I smiled.

"Who are you?" He removed his sunglasses, revealing a pair of narrow eyes. "Kevin. Kevin Baker." Blood rushed to my head. Leaning against the car door, he looked me up and down with an amused smile. "Danica told me about the scene you made yesterday. I thought I'd stop by, see how you're doing, and have a chat." "There's nothing to talk about." I turned to leave. Behind me, he spoke again, unhurried, "Kit, I don't mean any harm. Honestly, I admire you. You're brilliant at what you do.

Kendrick’s calm, brown eyes held Nate’s for a moment, the silent assessment of a professional guardian, before he gave a slow, acknowledging dip of his chin. A slight, nervous movement drew Nate’s eye. “And that is Chloe,” Kieran said, his tone slightly drier. “Our resident medic and field researcher. Try not to damage yourself; she fusses.” The pink-haired woman, Chloe, blushed a deep red and stopped bouncing on her feet, offering Nate a flustered, tiny wave.

"Alpha, Nicholas. While I don't know him on a personal level, I do know who he is." Everyone's attention falls on my mate as Nick signals for her to carry on while my gut twists and already I have absolutely no doubt that whatever she's about to tell us next will result in me ending that prick's life. "His name is Talon Beckham. He's one of the leaders of the... pack, and unfortantly, he is my mate." Yeah, he's going to die!

something stupid Emery was saying about my four days of mental vacation when Connelly tapped me on the shoulder, “Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?” He looked almost sad and I nodded. I followed him into Dalton’s office and sat down in a big comfy leather office chair. His office was immaculate, of course, but lined with deer antlers and deer heads. Typical southern male decor. I rolled my eyes and chuckled to myself. Connelly sat across from me at Dalton’s desk and I raised my eyebrow at him, “You taking Dalton’s place or something?” I giggled and he gave me a small smile before sighing. His eyes met mine and he shook his head, “When you walked on to our territory, I knew you were our L