Author Keats Novels & Stories

I could see it was shaking, but he did it anyway. “My name is David. I’m the funeral director here. They told me that you would wake up and I was to let you know when dark fell. If you need anything before then, don’t hesitate to open the door and yell for me.” “Thank you, David. I appreciate your kindness.” “You’re welcome. Here at Watkins and Watkins, we care for those who have passed on and those who are left behind. It is our goal to help the ones who need it.” “Do you know why I am here, David?”

I had loved Grayson being the Beta and Zac's friends, but I'd be lying if I wouldn't love for Connor and Audire to live on our floor. The double doors to the kitchen swing open as a staff member wheels out a delicious-looking three-tiered cake covered in tiny dino figures and a multicolored number 1 candle blazes on top. Pointing to the cake and oohing and awing for Tates sake, Audrie waddles back to us, Tate in one arm, a plate of fries in the other.

" Dante said, smiling shyly. "So this is where you are, huh?" Dante turned. "I've been looking everywhere for you." Keane said as he joined them by the table. He glanced at Zeke, "how come you guys are talking? You know each other?" "Yup. I hear he works for you." Keane turned to Dante quizzically. "Work for me?" "Um ..yeah." Dante said, pleading desperately with his eyes for Keane to play along. Keane smirked mischievously. Should I tease him? Nah, don't let me do that. He turned back to Zeke. "of course. He's my personal doctor."

“Everyone, this is Justin Reyes, she just transferred here. I expect everyone to be welcoming and nice to her. Kingsley, stay away from her.” “Oh come on Mrs Smith, you know I can’t keep my hands away from a fine creature.” Kingsley got one month of detention since he won’t stop talking about Justin and how he wants to fuck her and make her feel good. You wouldn’t blame him, she’s so beautiful and heavenly endowed. I don’t know what this feeling is, but I don’t like it. I don’t like how Justin is making me feel. I’m not the type to give out compliments, but this girl, she’s gorgeous.

But curiosity is a dangerous little spark when you feel invisible. So I opened it. Pages and pages of names. Stylists. Diplomats. Event planners. One vaguely labeled “bone guy” that I really didn’t want to ask about. Then, on page twenty-three, written in Mariam’s precise, elegant cursive: Raven – K.D. K.D. Kai Deveraux. I stared at the name for a long second. Underneath it was a tiny sketch - half a logo, maybe. And a date. 2019.

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

she teased. "You're not my friend- we're not friends." I corrected, "I don't even know your name." "Fine then," she dropped her fork and extended her arm to me, blocking me from taking another bite of my pizza, "I'm Celeste." I knew what she was doing, this friend thing was all a ruse, I've had a bunch of other girls come to me asking to be my friend then going ahead, without my say, to plan a sleepover at my house like I wasn't even there, "Look, if you're trying to be friends with me to get with Blake, you can just come out and say that."

I can't have him in the same state just earlier. "Greetings, Luna and Alpha Coven." I jumped and almost stumbled back at the sudden appearance of a man wearing a blindfold right outside the carriage doors. It's a good thing Quinn was there to catch my back if he didn't have to run his mouth for an untold remark. "Told you." "I apologize for startling you. I am the Lycan King Caius's attendant, Beau." "Where's Raedan?" The guy beside me snaps causing me to glare at him.

‘What do I do Mom? ‘Move on with your life. He's not worth it' ‘I can't let Kathleen win!!' Helena's attention was finally called as her left brow perked up, ‘Who is Kathleen??' Charisse smiled mischievously, if there was one thing her mother hated, it was competition of any sort, ‘Her name's Kathleen Turner, she's Grayson's assistant and she's responsible for our breakup'. *********

I reluctantly turn around and see Kevin, looking short of breath. “Betsy, here’s your water!” He grins as he is trying to push a glass of water on me. I have gone immobile for a second looking at him. He looks so thirsty for my attention like I am his only oasis. He glances at the man standing in front of me and does a double take. His face eventually changes probably realizing who it is. “Hi, sir! I’m Kevin Totte from chat support,” he says as he puts his hand on the air for a handshake.