James Kidd Novels & Stories

It seems like Siddharth and Nick could not agree with mom and James seems to enjoy this. Dad asked few questions to James and he replied all questions very politely even Siddharth has a soft smile on his face like he is agree and proud of Keerti's choice. "Mrs. Kapoor. You all know James very well. His most of the childhood spent here at your home. We also would like to meet our would be daughter-in-law, Keerti. I saw her when she was ten years old. She must be turn into a beautiful woman." James father said looking at mom.

James inquired with a playful tone. The little girl huffed and promptly leaped off James’s shoulder, clearly displeased by his question. James chuckled softly, extending his hand to affectionately pinch the cheek of the boy perched on his other shoulder. “You’re still without a name, right? I’ll give you one now,” said James. The little boy replied, “I already have a name! It’s Lyall Caden!” James was momentarily taken aback. “Lyall Caden? Where did you get that name from?”

“Do you think it's enough?” “I think it's a good start.” “Good. Because tomorrow we are hitting the toy stores.” I laughed despite myself. “Of course we are.” “James recommended several places. He's very knowledgeable about quality toys.” “James is two.” “James has excellent taste.” “James has an uncle who's lost his mind.” “James has an uncle who's planning ahead.” As evening fell over London, I found Killian on the balcony again, tablet in hand, making lists for tomorrow's shopping expedition.

“How much is she worth to you? To Georgia? To your so-called legacy?” Jared’s hand trembled. His mind raced. He could almost hear Keira’s laugh echoing in his memory. Her little footsteps down the hall. Her voice calling him Uncle Jared. “I will find you,” Jared snarled. “And when I do” “You’ll do what?” James cut in, smug. “Hurt me? Please. You’re not in a position to make threats, big brother. You’re in a position to choose: power… or the life of an innocent child.”

He was halfway to the cemetery when he spotted Todd on the parallel street, looked pissed and started heading his way. “I don’t have time for you, man,” James said, not breaking stride. “Scram.” Todd was younger but tough as nails. “Where you are going with that bag?” he asked, eyeing it suspiciously. “Mind your own business,” James shot back, turning away. Todd followed anyway, stubborn as ever. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor, pencil in hand, her homework spread out in front of her. “Hey, kid,” James said as he stepped inside.

James laughed with little surprise on his face at the news. James was Beta Adam's and beta Caseys son he grew up with us in the Palace he and Eoin were inseparable just as our fathers had been, and one day, James would be Eoin's Beta. James had gone to his Uncle Alpha Harris Shine's pack to help with a massive rogue issue for a couple of months after his uncle Beta had been injured, and the beta's son there was only fourteen. My father and Adam had mused over who to send to help, but in the end, they felt it was a good learning experience for James, and being a royal Beta, he was strong enough. It was great to have him back. I had missed him.

I cursed under my breath and checked the rear-view mirror. Only one kid left. James. New transfer. Quiet. Always the last one on, always the last one off. His house sat farthest out, past the old mill road where the county never bothered fixing potholes. He climbed the steps and shook rain from his hoodie. Water dripped from the drawstrings and puddled on the rubber mat. He gave me the usual small nod and dropped into the seat behind the yellow line like he had done every afternoon for the last three weeks. I pulled away from the curb and started the long loop back toward town.

James murmured to himself. After checking the time, he put a hand to his forehead in exasperation at his forgetfulness. He had been too anxious. Celeste was probably still at kindergarten. He grabbed the treats again and drove over to wait outside the kindergarten. Children began to come out one after another, but Celeste never appeared. James got out of the car and headed in. One of the teachers on duty, Mindy Gibson, recognized him immediately. "Hello there. Liam isn't here today," Mindy said.

As Britney delightedly agreed, a cool yet tiny figure walked out from the entrance. Britney pointed at him, saying, "Look, Uncle! That's the new kid." "I told you to call me James." As James was speaking, he looked over and saw a menacing-looking man carrying the boy. He couldn’t help but frown. "Why would someone like that be at a kindergarten?" James wondered. The man looked like he was robbing the kindergarten. However, the boy was pretty good-looking … and familiar …