Gavin Vine Novels & Stories

“Don’t be a fool, Gavin. Your sister is lying to you.” “You mean sisters, don’t you, Dad? Vivienne is my sister too, right? Or is that a lie? I’m sure a DNA test can prove who is lying and who isn’t,” he growls back. Gage’s head snaps over to us, whether surprised at Gavin’s confrontation of our father, or his statement that Vivienne is our sister, I’m not sure. I squeeze Gavin’s hand, proud of him, but also not wanting him to do anything to get himself thrown out today. He wanted to be here and now that all the players except Grady are here, he should see it through.

On the way to our wedding, my fiancé got a hysterical call from his ex-wife. "Gavin, he's having another episode. He keeps crying for his daddy." This was the third time it happened. Each time we were about to get married, her son would have another psychosomatic episode. Gavin Grant looked at me hesitantly. I knew what he was thinking, so I nodded. "I'll get out. Go ahead." He clasped my hand gratefully. "I'm sorry, Vivian. I'll make it up to you." Before I could even steady myself, he was already telling the driver to turn around. Still in my wedding dress, I stood by the side of the road and hailed a cab. Then, my phone buzzed with a message from Gavin—he'd given me $100 million.

“Let's talk.” I dried my eyes with my other palm and followed June and Evelyn to the three nights inn. It was less rowdy than the city. Today sucked. I finished my beer in a swig and took another mug. “Allow me to introduce my mate Gwen, his name is June.” She introduced the gentleman with a smile. He was tall, he had fair radiant skin, blue eyes and a pointy nose. He was a very handsome beta wolf. But I couldn't even pretend to be pleased. I was in a very terrible shape at the moment, and I didn't care to meet anyone new. “I'm Gwen.” I replied taking longer sips of alcohol. We were all silent, the atmosphere was awkward. I was still sober but I badly wished to get drunk. But what I saw was

“I did. Nothing backfired. And it went well. I can even consider it a successful meeting.” “You’re insane,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You think you can just walk into her life, into his world, and expect no one to notice? You think Xavier won’t figure it out? Do you really believe that he is going to fall for this?” “I went as Lorenzo D’Amaris. I’m an investor, nothing more. Xavier doesn’t even know I exist.” I said calmly. “He doesn’t know that I am back in the city just yet. And you’ve made it your mission to stay around him long enough, you know him more than anyone around here. You know that if he was aware of who I was, the men that he had stationed outside her office would have com

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

My mum angrily responded. Yes Mr. Gavin is a man in his early 40s probably 43 and am just 21 this year making him 20 years and above older than me. If you are kind of a person that care about the age difference in love, well am sorry to disappoint you. Am madly in love with Mr. Gavin and nothing is going to stop me. Not even my parents, not my best friend Edina Maina who happens to be Mr. Gavin's daughter and a twin sister to Eric Maina my boyfriend.

Raverine replied back by saying thank you for Hiro’s dedication. Then Captain Callops sent another reassuring message that the packages were all safe and Butler Gavin—Raverine’s uncle—has taken care of everything. Butler Gavin is one of Raverine’s allies in Vorkuta who is seeking to tear down the Die Dark Clan… just like Raverine.

I was in no mood to go see anyone so he had to come in. “Yes sir." Talen replied with a bowed head before he took his leave. A few moments later, the door creaked open and Gavin walked in. He was tall with an imposing build. His dark auburn hair and quiet demeanor didn’t fool me a bit. His aura was top notch and with each step he took, I couldn't help but conclude that he was someone who thinks highly of himself. “Thank you for granting me an audience." He said, like he meant it but his eyes were sweeping around the room, taking in the framed maps of our territories and a few paintings which hung on the wall.

It seemed like that’s all Gavin was waiting for before facing the people inside the pavilion in the Club House. “Good afternoon to everyone,” Gavin greeted. “Seriously, Roberto put us in the hot seat. But okay, I’ll use this opportunity to introduce my girlfriend to everyone. Her name is Evadne Whitlock,” Gavin introduced her to everyone. “Taken. But not for granted. If one day you hear that we’re married, don’t be surprised. That’s where we’re headed.” “Oh, and like you have no plans to invite?” Arturo teased Gavin. “Oh, Gavin. Roberto is still mad at those who get married and don’t know how to invite. Just a plate of spring roll would make him happy,” Caspian Valor Rhodes added with a grin

“Here’s another question from @MiraClassics: Aren’t you one of Devin Mávros’ flings?” Evan choked on his beer. “What the fuck?” “Is this Devin, the one from Mávros enterprises?” Kandra looked behind the camera and another message popped on the screen from ‘@MiraClassics: yes. That hot bachelor.’ “Were you? I mean, that guy is one of the most sought out bachelors in New York if not in the entire world.”