Keith X Lance 소설 & 이야기

Laughter heralded my entrance which was halted as two pairs of eyes– one golden while the other azure–turned to me. “Finally, my Luna has come out of her self–inflicted prison to see me. Are you here to join us? One would think that with the level you accord yourself, you would be wise enough to knock before entering,” Keith mocked me, not minding that we had company. Jason had the indecency to grin and I glared at him, daring him to make a peep. I could never stand him and I didn’t know what Keith saw in him that qualified him as a good enough Beta.

Lance walked into the suite of offices he bought the moment he decided to move “HL Sportswear” headquarters from New York to Los Angeles. He nodded a good morning to Kelly, his receptionist. “Mr. Hamilton!” Her high-pitched voice made him halt. Lance turned and saw her coming out of her desk. Kelly had a concerned expression on her face. The young woman was usually very calm and professional, so seeing her so agitated left Lance a bit bemused. “Kelly… tone it down a little… I’m right here…” he replied.

I demanded from him, “and this is the first time I'm learning about Reuben…” “Mommy?” I turned to see Lance standing in front of the bathroom door with a towel around his body and soap suds all over him. He looked completely horrified as he stared at the bruises Keith's hands had left on my chin. “Go back inside, Lance,” I told him softly, “I'm fine, okay?” But Lance would not listen to me. He walked directly up to Keith and in one sudden motion, he clamped down on Keith's leg, biting as hard as his teeth would let him. I tried to separate him from Keith who let out a piercing scream.

Shane laughed. Yep, actually laughed. He sounded absolutely unhinged. “I don’t know who you think you are, but a coward who won’t even show his real face has no business being here,” Shane growled. What’s that supposed to mean? Before I could ask, Chance lunged, and I cried out. His fist came crashing down on Shane’s jaw, but he didn’t stumble backward. And he didn’t dodge. Why didn’t he? He just returned his punch with a blow of his own. He swung his arm, his fist slammed into Chance’s chest. Hurt, he stumbled back, but recovered quickly. Chance dropped low and darted forward, his claws extended as he swiped. Shane took it yet again without trying to get out of the way. His arm lashed out a

We all looked over to see Lance standing by a tree with a cigarette in his hand. "No, she hasn't, but she is getting there," Keith replied "We need her to get there sooner with this war coming," Lance said "Luna Ebony is doing better than Warrior I have ever trained," Derek said "Yeah, me too. I am sure you can see that My Luna is a quicker learner than anyone any of us have ever seen," Keith said

Lance exclaimed loudly. Making Keith to wake up too. He gently rubs his eyes and looked around and in a split of seconds his face just blush. Lance stared at him, “We’re the only one leave behind, do you want a hug too?” making Keith shudder while eyes are widening. He then immediately hugs himself in grossness. Suddenly, a flying pillow landed firmly in Lance face, bull’s eye, and followed by Nikka’s voice, “D*mn! So loud.” and hugged Yui once again.

"Mr. Rivers, just call me Keith. I haven’t had the chance to wish you a happy birthday yet. Seeing you reminds me of my own grandfather—it feels just as warm and familiar." Keith knew exactly how to sweeten his words, and he wasted no time getting on Laurence’s good side. Laurence let out a hearty laugh. "Good kid, you’re thoughtful. And to think you’ve managed to make our Stellar so happy—very impressive." Normally, Laurence carried a dignified air in public, but his attitude toward Keith was nothing short of pleasant. "You flatter me, Mr. Rivers," Keith replied humbly, flashing a smile. "As long as Stellar is happy, that’s enough for me."

Lance asks me sternly. I debated telling him the truth, but in the end, I decided I had nothing to lose. “I met Keith when I was sitting by the pool.” I watched Lance’s features harden at the mention of his name. “He said we should get back together. Also, we should quit being Scribts and that he’d tell Melinda to wipe our memories of the past five years and make it seem like we never parted ways. He said we could get married and start a family.” Lance’s jaw was clenched tight enough to break, his cheekbones stark against skin. “And what did you say?” He asked through clenched teeth.

Lance was tall, handsome, intelligent, and wealthy—a desirable figure at the school. The other person was Keith Coleman, a second-generation young master who was more outgoing and easygoing than Luke. Keith suddenly asked Luke about the situation with the funds and advised him to take action, as he knew the "old geezers" were always looking for Luke's errors. Luke seemed bothered by it, and his brows furrowed as he replied that he was already working on it.

Just enough to confirm what his instincts were already telling him. Something was off. And by the end of the night, he was going to know exactly what it was. Kane pushed open the doors of the underground club, the familiar wave of noise and heat hitting him instantly. His eyes scanned the room automatically, landing exactly where he expected. Her booth. And there she was. Back turned. Talking to Sebastian. Kane's gaze narrowed slightly as he approached, catching the sight of the giant man casually shoving fries into his mouth like he had nothing better to do.