Kevin Costner Novels & Stories

My heart beat loudly when I saw it was an unknown number calling. Was my sister in trouble again? “Hello?” I greeted. “Hazel Thompson?” “This is her.” “This is the Heart Care Psychiatric ward. I wanted to inform you that Mr. and Mrs. Kennedy have discontinued the payment for your brother, Drake Thompson’s treatment. If it is not paid by the time the week ends, we’ll have to discharge him.” I felt like crying. My grandparents were the ones who were supposed to cover the cost of my brother’s treatment—a brother nobody but my family knew existed.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

It was way up in the back of all the other frames. Jesse was just a few months old in the picture, and his dad was holding him with such pride and joy in his arms - looking so genuinely happy to be holding his baby boy. Joel was seated at a picnic bench, while baby Jesse was on top of his dad's lap munching on his knuckles. Their backdrop was the scenic Greenwood Lake. Joel looked so enigmatic and almost foreign-looking during his youth. He kept his thick and wavy hair a little long, falling beautifully at the back of his neck. He also sported a full beard and mustache - just like Jesse did before he had groomed his into a short and clean stubble. He could totally give guy celebrities from t

“President Costner.” Titus, who was about to get into the car, suddenly heard the pleasant voice of a woman.

She had been so happy to see him, embracing him closely during the rehearsal while Donovan observed them in amusement without interfering. Now, amidst the opulence of the ceremony, Fidelis was a silent observer, his heart tethered between concern for Boma's well-being and a fragile hope that perhaps Donovan's rough edges were slowly being smoothed by the transformative power of love. Ronald, Donovan's formidable grandfather and mentor, cut an imposing figure at the lavish ceremony. His presence cast a shadow that loomed over the festivities, his influence a cornerstone in shaping Donovan's domineering and assertive nature.

I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

He collects them from me and puts them on the table and I breathe a breath of relieve before stretching my arm muscles. " Thanks Shawn " I say and he gives me a polite smile. Shawn is my assistant and he helps me a lot and together we make certain rules. He also makes awesome coffee plus he is pretty useful. He wants to study international relations at Cambridge you if you must know he is very smart. And not smart cool like me but smart kind of boring. But I like him, he is like a brother to me. " You are welcome cal. How was your summer ? " He asks me as I walk to my table across the room and sit down. I rub my temples and close my eyes.

His focus on the flames as they crackled and waved. “The Luna has arrived,” Odis announced. The young man turned around has dark skin and his black hair is puffy and wild. A firm strong jawline, thin lips, and sharp prominent nose. The most surprising thing is his eyes, brown eyes with a white cloud over them. The doctor is blind. “Good afternoon, Luna. My name is James Sylvester. It’s a pleasure and an honor to meet you,” the doctor said. “A pleasure to meet you. You seem quite…”

You will forever be in my heart. Logan X

"Sorry Miss, You've got the wrong person. I use condoms and there is no way I would have a son that I didn't know existed. I brought the phone down, about to hit the red button when her pleading voice stopped me. " I beg you, Nikolas Sica, Samuel needs your blood. He might die soon and I know you don't believe anything I am saying but you have to. Nikolas, you have a son who is dying right now at Petrina Memorial and the only thing that could save him is your blood. Don't let him die..." There was something in her voice. The desperation–Honesty. She could not be lying but how could I have a son?