Keith Hendricks Novels & Stories

Keith stood, proudly claiming a height of 6 feet 3 inches. He got even closer to me and a smirk played on his lips, "I like a good battle." I don't know why but one stupid part of me wanted to call him daddy right at that moment. Keith Clementine may be a ruthless CEO but he was no pain in the eye. Standing tall and broad-shouldered, he exudes an aura of strength and authority, befitting his status as a powerful figure. His dark hair, styled with precision, frames a face that is both ruggedly handsome and enigmatic.

"They hit one of my shipments last week. Killed three of my men." I forced myself to focus. Business. This was about business. "Viktor?" "Viktor's dead. His son, Alexei, is running things now. Younger. More reckless." Keith poured two fingers of whiskey into crystal tumblers. "He wants war." "Then we give him war." I accepted the glass. "That's what you brought me in for." "Partly." Keith's gray eyes studied me with the intensity that had made him one of the most feared men on the West Coast. "I also brought you in because I trust you. There are only three people in this world I trust completely, Damien. Amanda. You. And Ro

"It's Martin Hendricks. Former military research, specifically bioweapons division. Dishonorable discharge eight years ago for ethics violations." My stomach drops. "What kind of violations?" "Unauthorized human trials. Three subjects died. He got discharged but avoided prosecution because everything was classified." Marcus taps the photo. "He disappeared after that. Resurfaced two years ago under the Hayes identity." "Working where?" "That's the interesting part. Can't find employment records. Just a gap. But..." He slides another document across. "I found property records. He owns a building thirty miles from here. Industrial complex. Registered as a 'private medical research facility.'"

Henry Thomas could have his own restaurant. I dial his number. “Hank here.” He’s got an Australian accent, “Hi this is Wyatt Hendricks calling about the chef position at the St. Jacks estate in Connecticut. I was wondering if you’d like to come in for an interview.” He fumbles, “Yes. Yeah. Of course I’d love to. When do you want me there?” Looking at his resume, “Are you free this week at all?” He jumps, “I can head there now and make you lunch if you like.” Score! “That would be great.”

It seemed like nothing he said mattered at all. "I've got work to do, Dad; I'm heading back to the office," Keith said, abruptly turning to leave. As soon as he left, Owen's eyes reddened, and with a choked voice, he said, "Dad, don't believe what Keith says. Haley would never hurt me... it's just not possible." "I know, son, don’t cry." Ivan calmly seated himself beside the hospital bed, his face the picture of serenity. Meanwhile, it took Keith a good while to regain his composure. Once settled, he turned to his assistant, "Look into Star Technology."

Hector asks, a tall man with dark hair and dark eyes. He stands nonchalantly, looking between the men as he sips on his whiskey. His deep voice vibrates as he closes his eyes, "None. I'll sit this one out. My eyes are on a higher bet." he says, making Hector and Noah exchange glances, with a smirk. Surely, he was talking about the long dark-haired beauty they had just captured. She was quiet and refused to eat a single bite since the day they brought her, making her the perfect price for a dominant alpha like him.

I ran in as well, only to get stopped by Hunter as he got in front of me and dad. My eyes travelled around the room and I locked eyes with the man who would soon become the man of my dreams and the man in my nightmares. Austin Dechart.

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

Hence the title mysterious. Keith cleared his throat and I came out of my thoughts. Dr. Keith Jenkins, or simply Keith, as he preferred to be called, was a neuro consultant. He was just completing his residency when I first met him two years ago. That was the day Eva was first brought here. Eva's case was assigned to him as his final assignment and he continued it even after he was no longer a resident.