Romans & histoires Caleb Kennedy Nowhere

Everly cries. Tianya and Kylynn wrap their arms around her. No one of us will let anything happen to her or my nephew. I might now be blood-related, but Kaden, Brent, and Alek are like brothers, and I am going to be that kid's uncle. We sit there for a bit as Kaden calms Everly down. Alek and Brent are trying to calm the other two down, which is kind of working. We need to figure out how they are able to take all these pictures. “Did anyone notice that Tianya and Kylynn are not in any of these pictures?” I ask.

I was in the kitchen, meticulously de-boning a duck for a lunch I knew no one would eat, when the 60-inch television in the lounge let out a breaking news chime that made my heart do a somersault. "This is a Global News alert. We are receiving unconfirmed reports that Caleb Knight, the tech mogul presumed dead after his disappearance for a while now , was spotted this morning at a private airfield in the Hamptons." The knife slipped. I nearly took off my prosthetic thumb. "Sacrebleu!" I yelled to the empty kitchen, throwing a handful of onions onto the cutting board to justify my sudden jumpiness. Through the service window, I saw Julian and Evelyn freeze. Julian grabbed the remote, cranking

No notebook. Caleb was already in the sub-basement corridor, coat off, sleeves rolled, the metal key not in the door yet — in his hand, turning, turning, like a man still doing the math. He saw her and the math ended. “Ten,” he said. “Ten.” “Nothing for the camera.” “Nothing.”

"We used to have the most epic adventures as kids. Alex was always the one with the wildest imagination, spinning tales that would transport us to different worlds. He was destined to become a novelist." He said and they kept laughing when Emma’s mind drifted back to Caleb, that waiter….was it him? Maybe she was hallucinating and sometimes she asks herself if Lincoln ever thinks of his sister because he seems so happy and free. Meanwhile….. Caleb walked down the street alone as he took off his fake beard and threw it away, did she recognize him? He was in deep thought when he received a call from an unknown number. Since he escaped from the organization he never receives calls from unknown n

Caleb hung up the call and return to join Sierra and the others. “What happened? You look… mad.” Sierra handed him a cold drink. “Do you want a sip?” “Thank you,” Caleb took the drink and sipped on it. “It’s sweet.” Meanwhile, at the same time somewhere in the park. “Is that him?” A man sitting in the backseat of the car asked his driver while peeping through his binoculars. “Yes, sir. It’s Caleb West. He’s the mysterious son and the rumored heir of the West family.”

"I had almost forgotten how backward our side is in terms of technology." "When have you even remembered anything?" Skyler said in a mocking tone only to be awarded by a glare from Nandini which he swiftly ignored. "Have you run any sort of test on the body?" he questioned as he zoomed in the picture. "We tried but we couldn't figure out anything. It's just stone with a huge hole in the chest area. Honestly it's all so confusing. Blake reported to us a week back about the weird species that he had spotted in his designated area. Right after that suddenly all the connections jammed. We couldn't contact any of you. None of our messages went through and the council had no other choice but to se

“Mr. Cross, Caleb has returned from the Capital,” Nolan Drake reported. Damian Cross stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gaze lowered to the garden. A faint, unreadable smile tugged at his lips as he watched Aria Vale attempting—chaotically and joyfully—to bathe Little White, the massive Tibetan Mastiff.

“Good to see you.” Before I could say anything else, I noticed someone in the back seat—a lanky Black teenager, maybe eighteen, slouched low with his hoodie pulled up, staring at his phone like it was his lifeline. He didn’t even glance my way. Then it clicked. “Wait, that’s Caleb?” I asked, turning to Conrad. “Ned Jackson’s kid?” Conrad nodded, pulling the car back onto the street. “Yeah, that’s him. You remember Ned, my buddy from way back. Caleb’s his first kid. He was, what, seven or so last time you saw him?”

Kaleb said almost speechless. He never had anyone say anything like that to him. It was more Kaleb why do you keep doing this, Kaleb you're going to put your father into an early grave. He shook his head as he thought. He turned his focus onto the stars because he wasn't sure what to do with himself. “Do you know anything about them?” Danica asked him with a smile on her face as she looked up to the dark night sky. “Bits and pieces, I know where the north star is.” Kaleb said his eyes were studying the sky.

Caleb: I am in Florida, easier said than done. Me: The ceremony is tomorrow night. Caleb: That’s great! Congratulations! Okay, what the hell is with him lately? He was starting to piss me off. I know losing his mate must have gotten to him, but it wasn’t until recently he started to get an attitude with me. Me: I don’t know what the hell is going on with you. But you need to get back here. Caleb: Nothing is going on with me. I am not going to be there. Give my best wishes to Luna.