Bandit Keith Novels & Stories

he said, and the chief raised an eyebrow. “No,” he declined immediately. “Kyle is important to me. I can’t let you take him anywhere.” “Chief, I can provide better care for him! We have full-time nannies at home for my son. Elijah will have company. Kyle will be safe at my place, you’ve my word!” Upon hearing Keith’s words, the chief skeptically rubbed his stubble, unsure about granting his request. “I have never given you a reason to doubt,” Keith said. “I betrayed Janet to show my loyalty to you.”

“Did you get her revenge? You brought a stranger into your home, let him violate her trust, and then sent him on his merry way as if it were nothing. His name isn’t Gregory—it’s Geoffrey, and unlike you, I’ve locked him up. He’s rotting in a cell, waiting for Scarlett’s judgment. You don’t deserve her, and deep down, you know it. The best thing you can do is leave. Go back to Garland. Maybe he’ll spare your lives if you make him the same pitiful offer you just made me.” I felt the weight of Keith’s magic pressing into the room, heavy and stifling, but I wrapped myself in my own magic, keeping my scent hidden. I could feel his fear beneath the anger, the tension of a man who had too much to l

He kept that gaze fixed on me before summoning his wolf and healing himself with his eyes still fixed on mine. "You think you can take me down, boy? I am untouchable, Keith. My empire is vast, and you are nothing but a mere nuisance. I think your memory was edited before it was returned to you. You seem to forget that this is how our brawl always begins. It starts with you threatening and bragging to kill me, then I end up killing your sorry ass and feeding your corpse to the damn dogs. You feel you are indestructible because you always come back to hint me, don’t you?

He stopped and I remained quiet, slowing him to catch his breath and continue. "The day I woke up," Keith continued, his gaze drifting away again, lost in a painful memory, "I wasn't supposed to be conscious. Not fully, anyway. But I was able to hear my uncle, the King. He asked the guards to finish me when I was fully recovered. To make sure there were no loose ends. That's why. That's why I have faked it, Heather. For the past ten years. He sees me as worthless, a cripple, not a threat. And that's exactly what I want him to believe." His voice dropped to a whisper, "Until I can take back everything he stole."

As soon as Bruno returned home, he asked Keith to help him kill Philip and seriously injure everyone else in the villa. After that, he could play the hero and take care of Wynn. Any cold-hearted beauty would fall for his charms by then. He looked forward to it. Keith was an elder from a reclusive guild, an expert who could increase his level to the seventh zone easily. It was easy for him to take care of Philip and a house full of losers. Seeing Philip standing in front of him safe and sound, Bruno simply thought that Philip was lucky enough not to have bumped into Keith yet.

he said in a threatening tone before walking away. Keith nodded his head silently. He cursed at their protectiveness over Valentina Rodriguez. The woman who messes with his head from the very first time he saw her. He had been threatened worse than this before. But, his own best friends? “I am their fucking leader!” Keith helplessly shouted to no one in particular. His phone on the table rang, and he slowly stood up and limped towards the table. Keith saw Brandon name’s on it. He picked it up and put it on his ear.

But his voice stopped me dead in my tracks, “I assumed you would be at the back alley.” I froze. Had Betsy sent her cousin to drag me there? Or to beat me up? But that did not sound like the Keith I knew from the rumours around school. He was always portrayed as a kind person, a trait rare given the family he came from and the legacy that was his to inherit someday. “Your highness?” it was all I could manage to say. “I learned my cousin has found a new victim,” he had a smile on his face, “I was told she’s quite feisty too but maybe I’m wrong.”

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

Even though I could hear the reluctance in his voice, I knew he had no other choice but to head back. But then, it seems like the guards were in for it as they would have to shoulder Alpha Kyle's anger. But then, I could care less about it, that was none of my business. After some time, their footsteps disappeared into the forest and I was sure they had headed back. "I think I heard the roar from here!" "Yeah, I think so!" "But wait, who's hiding behind that stone!" "It must be either a or a rogue, let's capture the person, the pack lacks maids anyway, bedsides the Alpha might praise us for it!"

— Hello? - Hello, Keith. How is your finger? — Oh, hello, Tommy. Excellent! It doesn't hurt anymore. - Did you sew? - No, not so badly bitten. They anointed me with something and made an injection ... not knowing how to speak English correctly ... so that I would not be wild. - From rage? - Maybe yes. Oh, Keith... I wish I had a shot... from you... *timelessness.