Novel & Cerita Keith X Pidge

Elsewhere I was Kogo, a fun loving old lady who will sell you weed provided your fake id is believable enough. Taking a breath, I stood. "Be kind, Meira," someone said. I knew that voice. It was Keith. He came up from behind me, dressed in pure black, prepared for meeting we would be having in a few hours' time. Keith acknowledged my presence with a simple, polite nod. He had not changed a bit. He looked as dapper and as dangerous as usual. The only thing that was different was the way he had styled his hair. He had cut his famous manbun but had spared the white streak at the front of his head.

, He shouted and I gave Crystal a confused look. . She laughed. "Keith is planing our wedding here." . "Seriously?", I asked her to which she nodded her head. . "Keith is an angel and without his powers, he does all those works which include loves and affections. He is planning to become a wedding planner in the future." . "And I am sure he will become the best wedding planner.", I paused for a while. "So, technically we are Keith's first client.", I asked to which Crystal laughed and nodded.

Keith was dressed in a formal grey shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, making him look more mature and handsome. "Well, it's a waste I came here" said Keith in a mockly disappointed tone. I was upstressed, trying to neutralize my breath, "why did you come here?" I asked Keith. Made my three brothers glance with a screed stare. "Invited Javier." said Keith, "Be the way, I was told to go in with the dad in front, so I just went in just fine?" asked Keith with a bad look. "He's Mr. Pian, my dad's driver. It's okay Keith, take it easy. Here sit down, have you had lunch yet?" said Javier while pulling a chair next to him, allowing Keith to sit at the table with us.

Most importantly, Keith is good at shooting on the three-point area. As his friend, supporter, and secret sister, Rhianne faithfully cheers for her Mr. Protagonist. Every time Keith shoots the ball on the ring, Rhianne will shout his name and cheer for him energetically. Keith always acted as if her cheering acts were nothing. But he cannot hide the fact that his neck and ears were all red.

It managed to get us here and we’d driven two hundred miles, before the car finally gave up and we had to hitch-hike the rest of the way. It was the most exciting and thrilling thing I’d ever done in my life. Well, besides driving to Vegas and getting married. Keith said he’d been on the way to Vegas to play in some underground poker game. He charmed me with his tall physique, emerald eyes, and dark hair. Everyone in SmallHeath looked the same, dark hair and matching eyes. I’d never seen green eyes before. They didn’t look real, but I knew they were. I’d seen them on pictures and shows, though never in real life. And Keith was different. He was from out-of-town way down in New Orleans. He’d

Zina and Dawn know who Liam, Pierce, and Keith are, but they are not in the same circles, because Omegas don't mix with warriors and Keith is something like a celebrity trainer who earns an unimaginable amount of money with his line of protein shakes. Pierce gestured to Katya to add more beers, and soon each of them had one. After finishing the beer he was holding, Keith excused himself, saying that he has an early start in the morning, and he reminded guys not to stay too long and not to get wasted. The truth was that Keith didn't want to leave, but he had duties before games start, and as the main coach from the hosting pack, he couldn't mess up and be late, or worse… late and hungover. He

Keith said without a pause, and if only looks can kill. “His girl? You mean, Lianne noona?” Wyatt ask with a puzzled look as he looks between me and Keith asking for an answer. “No. Not Lianne noona.” “Ahhh. Anyway, did you know that L-” and I cut him off as I hear my phone ringing. “I’ll just take this call.” I said and leave the room. “Hello? What?” ************************************************************************************************************* KEITH POV Hi. I’m Keith Francisco, and I am the cutest guy among us friends. They always say that I am nosy that I always meddle with their business, but in reality I am just trying to help them resolve their issues. Tch.

“You got along with them a long time ago.” “How long are we talking about?” “Decades.” “How would you know? You couldn’t have been present at the time.” “No. But I have birds.” A bird is Keith’s word for a spy. He has lots of them. Birds. “And what did your birds tell you?” “Birds talk a lot and make so much noise, so I don’t always take their word for granted.” “You wouldn’t have mentioned it if you didn’t already suspect something.” “This is why I like you.” He snaps his fingers. “You’re quick-witted and understand the situation just like that.”

He tells me. I nod as he throws on a shirt and grabs his keys. I grab a diaper and some wipes so I can change her and I hear Keith leave the apartment. I dont know where he is going so I sit up and start playing with Kaye. We are singing and dancing When I hear Keith come back in. We walk out and he has tons of Mcdonalds bags. "I didn't know what you all liked so I got a little of everything!" He says excitedly

"Dear James, ever since I've known you, I've always seen you as an outstanding person, like you had no weaknesses at all. You were always high above, like a deity, commanding admiration." James remained silent, allowing Keith to continue speaking, though he had no interest in whatever twisted intentions Keith harbored. As Keith's true motives were laid bare, a chilling laugh, akin to the sinister echoes from the depths of hell, pierced the airwaves. "James, I want you to suffer. Now that I've uncovered your vulnerability, I'll ensure your agony knows no bounds until both you and your Quigley family are reduced to ashes." With those words hanging in the air like a malevolent fog, Keith abrupt