Kaio Kincaid Novels & Stories

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

KYLE'S POV I squinted my brows as I looked amongst the crowd searching for a particular figure. Looking closely I noticed that I couldn't find the figure. No, that shouldn't be happening. I frowned and sat well then looked again closely only to see that the figure I was looking for was missing. "Guards." I frowned calling out to the guards who were by my side. "Yes, Alpha." The guards answered as they rushed over. "Where's that maid?" I frowned.

She was busy with something she couldn't recall when she heard a knock on the door. She had opened the door to meet a tall, well built man, with his head bowed like an ashamed begger. As she opened her mouth to ask who he was, the man raised his head. Her eyes widened as she gasped and covered her mouth with her palm. “I'm here to apologize,” the man informed her. He was Martin King, the man she had encountered on her way back from work. Caitlyn's hand left her face and she smiled. His sweet voice still sent sparks to her heart. She stared at him, feeling so sad that she had thought of him as a cold person. Standing before her, he looked so humble.

"Well, sort of. I can see flashes of images and feel the emotions that go along with them. Especially if they're catastrophic. And if you've been doing this as long as me, you start getting good at deciphering the pieces of a story." "Okay," Brad says, "So, you think Candice used to be the girl Atticus killed himself over?" "Without a doubt," Mrs. Stephens says. "Her name was Josephine."

Kenny's pov The night was cold, a storm seemed to be coming and there was an ominous feeling hanging in the air. I climbed the steps up to my room in the attic with slow steps, my body hurt from the beating I took today. When I finally reached my room I just fell on my small mattress that lay on the cold floor, not caring if I haven't changed yet. My body felt like led, the aches just to much to even think about moving to undress myself, I didn't care at this point if the blood was getting on my measly blanket or if the dirt was getting everywhere. A bright light suddenly shined into my small window lighting up the room so I couldn't see what was going on and I couldn't open up my eyes. Ther

I asked with a smile. “Yup!” Kaia said beaming. Just as we are finishing this conversation, I zone out. I started seeing intentions of Sinclair. She is ready to leave her old life behind and settle. She is a tech genius. She grew up from foster home to foster home. Each foster home abused her and when she became eighteen, she started taking jobs as a hitman and a tech point of contact to survive. She looks at Kaia like a sister, but also has foster siblings, and she likes Blackstone because everyone acts like a family and she has never had that before.

No Alpha young or Old will ever outrank Atticus again as long as he lives. "YOU SON OF A BITCH! IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ME! I WAS TO BE KING! YOU STOLE MY TITLE. YOU PATHETIC RUNT. I SHOULD HAVE STRANGLED YOU THE SECOND YOU SLID OUT OF YOUR MOTHER. YOU FUCKING DOG! I WILL KILL YOU RIGHT AFTER I KILL THIS BITCH," Kincaid shouts before his hand tightens around Karina's neck. She whimpers weakly, and Atticus's body becomes a blur. He is across the field before I can register his movements. And Kincaid looks scared instead of confident for once.

When Katherine woke up she was surrounded by the people she had come to know Over the last few days people she had come to consider her friends: Giselle, her teacher, mentor, friend; Sofia, the sister Katherine had always longed for but never had in Melody; Ray Stalls and Tracy Adams, the Couple who couldn't stop fighting... or stay away from each other either; Moonbeam, a vegetarian, earth-loving girl whose voice was always soft and kind, never a harsh word escaping her lips, and her boyfriend who was the complete opposite, Jamie Madison.

Tippa uttered, drifting off unconscious. ****** Rewind Time -The Kincaids: A few months ago, life in the Kincaid's home was anything but normal in Mr. Greg Kincaid's mind. He has worked hard in the medical field for years alongside his father, and it was all handed over to him recently. He's smooth, shrewd, and irreproachable. He is a model chief officer executive who is powerful. Unlike his son, who proceeds, he lacks charisma and the ability to be human. What Greg Kincaid has envisioned for his son has slowly been unraveling apart! He doesn't like it one bit!

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.