Kevin Price Novels & Stories

“Oh, Silvia, be a dear and bring tea and cakes; thank you.” When Steven and Yonda entered, Kevin had his back to the duo, looking out the large window overlooking the city like a magistrate overlooking the kingdom. They could only tell he was middle-aged with little silver in his hair and well-built. “I would like to establish a comuni-ca with the CEO of Elon Trust, sir,” Steven said, standing before the desk with his granddaughter beside him and Sylvia sitting on the couch about to enjoy the show that’s about to take place. Kevin, not looking in their direction, only nodded but stayed silent.

He took a step closer, his glare cutting through her. In the past life, Vanessa had profited handsomely by selling project papers to shady buyers, funding her endless cosmetic enhancements. But this time? Every cent she swallowed would be regurgitated tenfold. And prison awaited her.

Only the CEO of a small company failed to read the room and bid 100 thousand for the bracelet. What shocked me even more was that the man immediately slipped the bracelet onto his own wrist. I froze in place, for that man was Sylvan Galloway. He was my childhood neighbor and best friend. He'd moved away in middle school, and we completely lost contact after that. Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined our reunion would happen after death. Not long after, the banquet came to an end. Elias kept glancing toward Sylvan. By the time they reached the parking lot, Elias finally couldn't hold back anymore and stepped in front of him. "You spent 100 thousand on a broken bracelet. Was it really wor

Kevin hadn't just returned; he had returned with power far more dangerous than before. "He... he wants to turn this city into a giant gym?" Bima muttered in disbelief. "And destroy any food that isn't a protein shake?" Lia added, her anger boiling over. Riska sighed, touching the Master AI again. "Back before the apocalypse, Kevin was obsessed with that. He always wanted everyone in his city to be 'fit' and consume only his supplement products. He even once threatened to boycott my convenience store if I kept selling Indomie and chips." [Mission 'Rebuild Indomie Empire' updated!]

Elaine said arrogantly, “Oh, it’s not up to me to say. Kevin is here to help me, he doesn’t know any of you.” The crowd turned to Kevin and started begging him. “Mr. White, please be merciful, please help us!” Kevin found the crowd annoying, but he could see that Elaine was a cheap and greedy person, so he said with a casual smile, “Since you are Auntie Elaine’s friends, of course I can help you.” Everyone was thrilled to hear him say that. However, Kevin continued in a pompous voice, “But I’m helping you because of Auntie Elaine. So, for the money I get back for you, you must pay Auntie Elaine a 10% commission. Is it acceptable?”

“Kevin, your job is only to inform and liaise. Don’t you think you’re meddling too much? What’s more, this is Prime City. Even if those people are dragons, they’d have to be respectful to me.” Kevin wanted to say more but Charlotte snapped at him, “Kevin, they are people who have accepted my thirty million dollars. I don’t want to realize that I’ve spent thirty million on a bunch of wretched trash. It’s not too much to examine the authenticity of my purchased goods, is it?” Kevin dared not say more. There was no need to. Just like Lone Wolf had said, Kevin’s job was just to inform and liaise. There was no need to care about anything else. Since these people wanted to die so badly, just let t

The founder of DT Investment Group and the eldest son of the Alter Group chairman, why was he appearing in such a third-tier neighborhood? So, this idiot had ruined his plans. "Have you finished looking?" Shawn angrily questioned him. "If you're done, then get lost!" Kevin's temples throbbed relentlessly. He was already irritated, but now, as he saw Shawn, he was overwhelmed by both old and new grievances. He even began to contemplate the idea of taking out a knife. Shawn's assistant had explained that Kevin had organized the class reunion that night, during which he had hinted and openly expressed his intentions to win back Ivy. However, to Shawn's surprise, Kevin's attempts had not been en

Adding darkly, “You already saw what I did to Bird island, do not test my capabilities. I am giving the government 48 hours to pay me the outstanding 50 billion in US dollars, or else!” The screen just flickered blank, and the face of the chief of staff came back on again. “Or else what?” The president held the top of his head with both hands. “I’m afraid sir, but I think he’s threatening to level the whole of Gurney with nukes— if we do not pay him up within the next 48 hours,” the president’s aid a thin nervous man spoke up. “Did I miss out on something?” the chief of staff began. The president ignored him and he pointed at his aid, “What is the man’s name and what business does he have wi

Kevin was a good guy, well, he was definitely a good guy compared to the much older Xavier. Kevin stood at 5'9", dark skinned with a bald head. He always wore hoodies and he was as fat as a guy can get. He was naturally big built but on top of that he was really fat- like donut eating police officer fat, if that makes sense. "Is that so?" Xavier asked calmly as his eyes went to the screen where the game was taking place but his eyes would casually falter back to the young couple, "I've been giving you extension after extension Kevin," Xavier told him, stating the obvious.

“So you’re the price?” “Huh?” The woman smiled. “You’re beautiful.” She said, “but slow and kind of stupid.” My fingers balled into a fist and my blue eyes turned to red. “I’m sorry, but who are you?” The woman laughed. “Cena.” She announciated, “Kevin’s mother.” Oh. “Oh…” My voice cracked, and my hands unconsciously covered my breast. I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I left mine at home. And I was wearing Kevin’s shirt. “Hello.”