Kevin Gates Book Novels & Stories

Finding something written in a book would be hard, but living through the rumor situation was harder. “Okay, I’ll find it.” “Are you sure?” “Of course!” Hannah replied firmly. *** “Do you remember what the book looks like?” Hannah asked as they entered Kevin’s apartment. “Not at all. I wrote it on paper and slipped it into a random book.” Hannah wasn’t surprised. Kevin Liu even remembering he wrote it at all was impressive. Maybe he never intended to use it. Kevin turned on the light and walked toward one of the bedroom doors. Hannah had never seen it opened. She also wondered why Kevin rented a two-bedroom apartment if he lived alone.

Kate screamed at him. “Oh, Miss West. Katelyn. Geoffrey came to us himself. He knew right away that we weren’t the bad guys. If you'll give me some time, I’d like to suggest something to you,” Kevin explained calmly, with a wry smile on his face. Kate was still looking at her friend sitting opposite, who didn’t dare look up. Then she slowly turned to Kevin Garrett. She could see the cruelty and danger in his eyes, but she braved his gaze.

(His forgotten lover) Kevin's POV I arrived at my house and brought out the gate's remote control. I pressed a button and the gigantic black gate opened. Due to my paranoid nature, I didn't employ any domestic worker. I did my house chores by myself. The gate got locked behind me as soon as I drove in. I drove straight to my spacious garage filled with latest cars. I had always loved cars. To me, they are the most expensive toys a person could own.

It brought me immense joy to think of those innocent souls finding happiness and purpose through their creations Just as I was about to close the laptop, I heard a soft knock on the door, pulling my attention away from my thoughts. I looked at the door, which was at my back and was surprised to find Kevin standing there. It is the first time in his stay in this house that he has come to our room. I am sure there must be something urgent that has brought him here. He walked in, clutching his laptop close to his chest. "Hey, Kevin, come in." I smiled.

"What do you mean, Kevin?" "I mean it's simple, Margareth. Just go with it and hope that God sends you the right partner." "No need for me to pray because I already have a boyfriend I can marry." "Don't dream and hope too much; it will only break your heart. Enjoy your life, you only get one chance at it. I'm sure you'll get used to it over time and even become addicted," Kevin says before closing and locking the door from the outside, leaving Margareth ready to serve her first customer.

“Luna Eloise, you forgot your book.” Her stomach dropped, she turned back hesitantly. Kevin held out the book, the very one she had been searching for. She forced another smile, stepping forward to take it. “Thanks.” She backed away, then turned and hurried down the hall. Kevin remained in place, watching her limp away until she disappeared. Then, his eyes darkened. He reached out to Ainsley, through the Mind link. Ainsley answered immediately. “Ten minutes ago, Luna Eloise entered your study,” Kevin reported. “She said she was looking for a book, but she left in a hurry and even forgot to take it.”

“It’s time you shut down that... business of yours.” I blinked. I initially believed I misunderstood the comment. Then I laughed. Not a polite, restrained laugh. No. A full-throated, incredulous laugh that made Clinton glance at me warily. “Excuse me?” I said when I finally caught my breath. “You want me to shut down my business?” “You’ve made your point with that little venture,” Mr. Gates said, unbothered. “Now it’s time to prioritize the children. This family. Your place here.”

“So, are you going to let me in or what?” Kevin looked me up and down again. “Not a chance. Look at the state of you. You’re rotten. You stink. But most importantly, you don’t have an invitation.” “Oh crap, I forgot about that,” I said, dropping my backpack to the ground and dragging the invitation out of my bag. “Here, it slipped my mind,” I said, offering it to Kevin. But he didn’t take it. “Entry denied. Now get out of here before I call for backup and have you beaten and thrown in the dungeons for trespassing.”

He gave her another of his easy, disarming smiles, then straightened up. “Victor, I’ll be in touch.” “You do that, Kevin,” Victor’s voice came from the door of his office, gruff but not unfriendly. Kevin gave her one last look, a gaze that felt too long, too significant for a simple farewell. Then he turned and walked back toward the elevators. The doors hissed open, he stepped inside, and they closed, carrying his unsettling presence away. She sat motionless for a moment, her fingers hovering over the keyboard. Her pulse was still racing, but the frantic energy of moments before had morphed into something colder, sharper.

Mom gladly took the responsibility of taking care of the triplets while Deidra was in school. I opened my email, checking the report Asia made. The graph she created showed that the hotel was already fully booked at this early time. The hotel even had increased its rate, but it didn’t affect the reservations because of Kevin’s crazy idea of opening the portal as if we would just be opening a convenience store. “Early?” I raised my head to see Kevin in his dashing business suit. I smiled and nodded, wondering why this handsome young man would work in this place when he came abroad and had a great experience working in the hotel industry.