Kayden Evans Novels & Stories

He’s built solid, like he works out but doesn’t flaunt it, wearing a gray hoodie and jeans. His smile is genuine, easy, and he shakes Jess’s hand, then mine. “Hey, Zara, Jess. Good to meet you. Hope the flight was okay.” Kayden, 27, hangs back, his vibe completely different. He’s leaner, with dark hair that falls into his eyes and a jawline sharp enough to cut. His black leather jacket and ripped jeans scream trouble, and his gray eyes are cold, like he’s sizing us up. He doesn’t smile, just nods, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

Dawn says, "funny that." I almost ask her how she knows, but I'm sure Myle's would have told her. Who knows how long Myle's has known along with Asher. I don't know what anyone does at this point. I'm just trying to get through the next few days without being found out by Asher. "Who's this?" I ask warily, matching the heaviness of the stranger behind Dawn's gaze. "Coen," he replies. "My name is Coen, and I'm Alpha Kaden's brother."

he says, smiling. Kayden is around my age and has gotten so well with my uncle. They were like best friends. From the little he's told me, Kayden has always loved doing construction work and is now running his own construction company. Uncle Fred is working with him and is happy with the project they're currently doing.

He placed it closer to his face and started to read aloud. Dear Alpha Damien, I am writing this letter to you to inform you of the evil that Ariel 's family committed against you. I am very sure you know that I'm talking about nothing other than the murder of your beloved parents and how it was carried out. I am writing this because I believe you have the right to know about the events that transpired that day because it is your right to know it and after all, you are the son of the murdered people. You are also the Alpha of this pack, and since I owe my allegiance to you, I resolved that you need to be informed of this. I have been trying to find the courage to do this for years but now tha

"Kayden was simple, and once you got him to talk, he wouldn't shut up. He had many passions and he liked knowing things, he liked knowing people and one day he saw the owner come in, he stopped the guy and told him that he had the best deserts in the whole city, the best dinner. All this pictures are Kayden's. He got the employers to pose for him, to make it look like they came from a 50's movie." "Jen, was Kayden— was he a d-drug addict?" Kevin asked me looking away from me when I turned to look at him. I lead him to a table and after we got the menu and the girl left, I answered him. "Who told you that?" "Just answer me." He said looking older than he really was, I could have lied but some

Chapter Sixity-Five: Spare Him! Kiara's POV: Within a fraction of a second, I felt myself lifted from the ground, my body being drawn into a firm and secure embrace. Kayden, with his tall stature of 6'8" towering over me, held me protectively against his chest. His imposing figure was like a solid wall between Aiden and me, providing an impenetrable barrier. His gaze bore into mine, an intense blend of cobalt and gold, shimmering with a fierce protectiveness that made my breath hitch. His scent, a unique blend of aged whiskey and musk, hit me, a comforting and intoxicating aroma that immediately soothed my rattled nerves.

Greyson laughed as he and the male clapped each other on the back I mouthed an 'O' when I realized that it was Jackson from border patrol back at the Silver Moon pack and I immediately smiled warmly at him "Thank you for coming, Jackson" I said "Thank YOU for inviting us" he laughed "Us? Did.... did he make it as well?" Greyson asked and my brows furrowed slightly as I wondered who he was referring to Jackson wiggled his eyebrows before clearing his throat "Alpha Greyson, Luna Harvey; I present to you Alpha Kayden of the Silver Moon pack!" Greyson and I gasped softly as Kayden or ALPHA Kayden as he was now known by since his inauguration two weeks ago sauntered over to us with a beaming smil

Kayden and I walked hand in hand to the bonfire in the center and in front of everyone, Kayden declared me as his mate. "I, Kayden Lakiel, prince of the Kizmet Pack hereby declare Evelyn Emerson as my mate and princess from today onwards. I promise to always love, respect and protect her. I also promise not to do anything that will disrespect our bond." He declared and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore so I finally let them fall. I'm so happy that I can't even measure.

"Don't kill yourself." I'm a fucking hypocrite. "Please?" What am I doing? I'm going to kill myself. He turned around, and right there, like some Korean drama, the light flashed on his face. And my god was he good looking. It took me a few seconds to realize. "Cayden?" I called out. "Cayden Nowell?" Cayden has this wavy sandy blonde and alluring forest green eyes. He's one of the most popular jocks and a really good football player. And, the typical high school with their stereotypes, I heard he's slept with half the school and whatnot.

She could imagine how tiny her hands would be if placed on them. Her eyes moved away from his biceps and continued their journey down to his long legs. He stood at a height of about six feet and some inches. 'If I were to kiss him, I would have to stand on my toes, and he would still have to bend his head to meet my lips' she thought and bit her lips seductively. The man stared at her; he was angry and confused. He wore a black baggy trouser that matched his white singlet. “Hello?” he called in his deep masculine voice. Caitlyn was too lost, she thought the voice came from a distant place. Though, she loved how soothing the voice sounded.