Kel Kade Book Novels & Stories

Even with the R squad. It felt good to not have to put tech terminology into layman’s terms. Last week Buddha got locked out of his email and didn’t know how to recover it. By the end of fixing the issue, I was about ready to kill my beloved friend and Buddha looked like his brain was going to combust from information overload. He tapped out when I mentioned I needed to store some information in the cloud from his phone. I had met Kade in the lobby of the hotel. He was scrumptious as usual with a bespoke black suit and custom black dress shoes. I had opted into a simple black dress with black heels. I put my hair up into a twisted bun at the nape of my neck.

Hello, readers! We are officially approaching the explosive climax of Volume 1 at Chapter 26. Kaela's journey is a three-volume book, and writing this first instalment has been an absolute joy. I want to extend a huge, heartfelt thank you to everyone who has added this story to their libraries and supported my daily updates. Your support means everything to me. Volume 1 is all about Kaela’s survival and self-discovery. She had to learn who she truly is inside a brutal world she didn’t design, uncover dark secrets that were hidden from her, and finally step into her own raw, dangerous power.

I reached back into the box and pulled out three more thick books, stacking them neatly on top of the first one. The smile vanished from Kade's face. He stepped closer to the table and leaned down to read the bold titles printed on the covers. "Advanced Digital Encryption," Kade read aloud, his deep voice thick with confusion. He pointed to the next book in the stack. "Network Infrastructure and Firewalls. Tactical Urban Survival." He stood up straight and looked at me. His dark eyebrows pulled together in a tight frown. "Why did you buy these books?" Kade asked. "These are high-level academic texts on digital security and combat tactics."

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

So I always made sure there was something she could hold on to even if she couldn’t process the words. I took Celine to the window and gazed out at the city that unfolded beneath us like an expanse of lights. Somewhere out among those millions of buildings and streets, Kade was sitting with a stranger asking him things about his past that were redefining everything he thought he knew about himself. About his family. About where he came from. And I was here. Trapped by responsibility and biology. Unable to do anything but wait and feed babies and try not to spiral into panic.

In the grand dining room, she found Kade—shirt untucked, hair wild, munching happily on a croissant as if they weren’t living in the middle of a supernatural soap opera. “Sleeping Beauty awakens,” he said, raising his glass of orange juice in salute. Elaina blinked. “You’re… here?” “Of course. This is my second home,” Kade said cheerfully, patting the chair beside him. “Come on, sit. I saved you the last croissant. And by saved, I mean I was guilted into it by Lucien.” She sat down slowly. “So, you’re… Lucien’s assistant?” “Well,” he said between chews, “assistant, spy, chaos coordinator, emotional support human—it depends on the day.”

KADE He finally slipped into the solitude of his room, away from his incessant father. It's your birthday in a couple of weeks, his father's voice rang through his mind. It's tradition to receive an Unfortunate on your twenty-fifth birthday. You have no choice but to accept. Kade dropped into the oversized leather chair behind his desk and exhaled. He didn't want a gift from Michael Sario. He didn't want anything from him. He sat forward and glanced at the mining documents he'd been prying through for weeks. Something wasn't right. His mines were collapsing, and he had no idea why. He studied the map on the blueprint before him, trying to find a pattern. Nothing.

Furious with the fact that her body was responding to Minerva’s expert touch, she shuddered with repulsion. “Come on,” Minerva teased. “I can see that you like it. Give me a nibble and I’ll answer a question. Deal?” Kendra was at a loss over what to do. She needed to know more about where she was and what to expect and it seemed that the only way that she was going to find out was to give in to this lesbian queen. She saw no way out of it. She worried about giving the woman a little when her body clearly wanted a lot. What was happening?

The books there were all antiques, expensive books that we had all read, some were part of our upbringing, others were relics, and others were simple history. “Alright. Let’s start planning who to kill first.” Cade said, putting down his cigarette and leaning over, his dark eyes shifting between us. “Do we know who they we?” he asked, opening his laptop. His voice was clipped, like he was trying to maintain his cool around us, even though we all felt the same and could very well understand the need to make things right again.

Klyde explained. Freeda is a bit confused because she doesn't understand anything. Klyde suddenly pulled out the book he was referring to. Freeda noticed that the book was familiar. “I saw Jude holding that the other night, he told me he didn’t seem to see anything in it,” Freeda said. Klyde handed him the book. She opened it and was able to saw what was written on each page. "What's the matter with this book?" she asked. "That book is mysterious, it's not just an ordinary one. It contains everything that happens in your lives," Klyde replied. Freeda felt nervous, she didn't know if she would believe it. “Maximus didn’t make the mistake of believing in the magic of the book, because it reall