Kevin Gates Stories Novels & Stories

Kevin At the night of the party, after Richard told Kevin to get back to work, the latter's mother had kept an eye on him and made sure he didn't go near Tessa again. He heard only through gossips that Ivy Johnson had indeed attacked, and his babydoll had hit back. Of course, she had. She was bold now. The Chief Gamma was making her hang out with important people. He was clearly on her side too. Kevin didn't know how he felt about the gossip.

Agatha asked. Kevin was trained in modern medicine and replied solemnly, "At most, half a year. At least, three months." His heart trembled as he spoke. The once vibrant young woman now had a limited time. Love could be so terrifying. Kevin would rather stay single for life. "She's like an apple, shiny outside but rotten inside," Agatha remarked, a teardrop falling from her face. Kevin was equally shaken. He had told Bradley that he was human, not a god. There was too much powerlessness when faced with certain things.

She asked. "That location? That's Mr. Harvey's house." "Are you sure?" She asked. "100%." "So,are you gonna start explaining?" Caleb shrugged. "Sit tight," she chuckled. "When I met Lucas,he said that they were trapped where they were. He said they killed someone to replace him. It means they needed Lucas. It's not ordinary kidnapping. Mr. Harvey's wife told me he became obsessed with chemicals at one point and was working on a virus. Guess who's good with chemicals?"

Kevin stared at me silently. "Believe me or not—that man, Gabriel Stewart, is hiding something. He is not what you or others think of." I could see the intensity in Kevin's eyes as he spoke, his voice filled with conviction. "There's more to him than meets the eye," he added cryptically. "Kevin, please. He is my father. There must be some misunderstanding ." Kevin's expression softened slightly, but his eyes remained wary. "I hope you're right, but just be careful," he warned, savoring the food on his plate.

When Jake entered, he asked loudly: “Mr. Reed, is your wife okay? She seems off. Should I call a doctor?” Mr. Reed snapped: “Mind your own business. Just do what I tell you.” Jake pressed further: “Why do you keep calling security guards? Shouldn’t family or doctors handle this?” Mr. Reed grew impatient. “I pay you to work, not ask questions. Stay out of things that don’t concern you.” Though he avoided direct admissions, the recording was enough to prove he was bribing guards to stage misleading situations. I didn’t waste any time. I texted Clara to secure the pill evidence, then called the police.

Kevin muttered. Ria looked up at Kevin's face, who suddenly became sad. “Kevin… I'm sorry, but I'm curious about your family's story… I don't mind if you don't want to tell it. It's just that I heard a story that might not be true from Loren…” Ria said hesitantly for a moment. But Kevin smiled sadly while shaking his head. "I am dead. There's nothing to hide. But my story is not a beautiful story. So I'm not sure if I can cheer you up…” He chuckled.

"Please... please just let me go!" Seeing her finally break—or so he thought—Kevin let out a hollow, haunting laugh. He ran his hand over her cheek, his touch making her skin crawl. "Such a exquisite face. Such a perfect body. It’s a waste that men like Liam and Xavier Grayson got to enjoy it first." Chloe felt a wave of nausea hit her, but she bit her tongue. "You..." "Shut up!" Kevin’s face turned a violent shade of purple. He grabbed her by the throat, his voice a jagged rasp. "If it wasn't for you, my father wouldn't be in prison! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been..."

Kevin laughs. Gwenyth goes to view the photo, and she smiles, “Kevin, why didn't you tell us?" “I found out the night I came home when I ran into Bobbette at the airport." “When can I meet her?" Gwenyth smiles. Kevin takes the phone from Adrian's hands and places it in his pocket. “No, Mama, you don't get to meet her. Kevlyn's 8 years old and she's having problems with her weight, I don't need your negativity in her life and Mama until you apologize to Kevah I have nothing to say to you." A horn honks outside and Kevin grabs his luggage. “That's Bobbette. I'll see you guys later. Manny, Bobbette says you can stay over too, so go grab your things."

"You can't run away!" "I'm not running away, you can find me at home," Kevin said, then shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Kevin smiled and looked at Brittany as if she had no problem. "I came to this house because I wanted to talk to Brittany about the future. I think you two have a close relationship, so it doesn't matter if you end up knowing the situation." Nicholas' brow furrowed. "What situation are you talking about?" Kevin looked at Brittany, and with a widening smile, the man who had just graduated from a top university in New York City said, "You might want to ask Brittany about it. You probably wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Every time something important came up, Kevin would either fall ill or something would happen to prevent him from making a name for himself. For years, Kevin was nothing more than a low-ranking guard in the crown prince's personal guard unit. Even after Salvador's ascension, when he was placed in the Mystic Army and later made part of the Crown Guard, he still hadn't risen much in rank. His chance to go to Victory Pass only came because Galen had recommended him to Ian. Kevin had always wanted to stand out. Now that he had such an opportunity, he wasn't going to let it slip away easily. After Sebastian left Elderglen Estate, he sent word to Hell Monarch Estate.