Kevin Spacey Novels & Stories

The story of two teenagers. Kevin and Ayah were cousins. They both didn't see each other till they met in high school. They often start fighting and behave like cats and dogs. But after some time they started to fall in love in their highschool and got separated for some reasons. Kevin Adrian the only son of Mr. Steve Adrian, President of Adrian Enterprises. He was a handsome boy where each and every girl in his school tried to flirt or at least to have a talk with him. He has a huge girl following in his school. So he always has a higher attitude than any other in that school.

Kevin slowly release his hand when Arrya calm down. "Why will you do that, what is it Kevin?" Arrya ask him confusingly. "'Who's Damien willington to you Arrya?" Kevin ask as he stare at her. "My husband. I have told you before… why are you asking?" Arrya look at him. "Your husband or your boyfriend or your baby daddy?" Kevin ask trying to confirm which exactly got them together. "He's my all, my husband, baby daddy, boyfriend everything and please excuse me. my husband will get worried if he don’t see me around". Arrya said trying to leave but Kevin grab her left hand making Arrya scream in pain.

he muttered before Matteo heard the beep sound of the phone, he pulled it away from his ear and looked at Stefano "This had better be worth it" he grumbled out to the man, and Stefano just smiled and clicked his teeth. "It sure is Teo" he muttered making Matteo to growl out, he was really beginning to hate that stupid Nickname. **** Spade sighed out as he got up, picking up his jacket, he turned off the laptop, closed the wine glass encasing and picked up his car keys, he walked out of the office, turning off the lights because he might not return tonight again.

Claire nodded, grateful for her past acting experience. They were interrupted by the harsh buzz of the doorbell. Kevin turned out to be an older gentleman, in his fifties, with a huge beer belly peeping out from under his tight black ACDC t-shirt. He was virtually bald apart from an unflattering fringe of long straight greasy grey hair around the sides and back of his head. His eyes were protuberant and lecherous. "Hi Kev, this is Claire Bell," Bobby said as he entered the office.

He looked like he was waiting for her to finish up something insignificant. “What Kevin? What? What do you want?” Alice snapped at him, “You.” Was his only reply. Alice released a forced laugh. “Me?” She pointed to herself with a look of ridicule on her face. “I just killed a man in front of you and that's your only answer to that?” Kevin tilted his head looking at her intently. He had no plans of stopping her as continued, “You must be disgusted by me. Do you know who I am? Do you know the things I did?” Alice screamed,

“It’s unanimous then.” Kevin’s face twists with frustration. “It’s not unanimous, ma’am, I know you are not blind…” he protests, his voice rising with desperation as he shakes his hands beside his legs. “I did not raise my hand so it is not unanimous!” Bethany, sitting in Kevin’s former seat, doesn’t even bother to look at him. “Your vote doesn’t count, Kevin Fitzpatrick.” she says simply. “You’re not a director anymore.” She pulls her eyes over to him, giving him the most scary death stare he has ever seen in his whole life as a man and as a business man. ‘Your presence here does not count either, you, here, is like a speck of dust, unwanted but can’t be gotten rid of. That, is who you are,

Judging by the boxes, it was some sort of con storage space. "Sir?" Kevin kept his voice low, hesitating just inside the door. The man twisted, a phone to his ear. Kevin nodded and took up a post by the entrance, listening for the sound of someone approaching. He'd spent a lifetime waiting by doors. First, for his family, praying they'd let him out of the closet and maybe give him something to eat. Later, he'd been at the mercy of the juvenile detention center, and the hours out of his solitary confinement. Along the way, he'd met a misplaced young man and their paths had never quite separated. Speckles hadn't belonged in the detention hall, not like Kevin. Speckles didn't fight, he didn't s

Gobsmacked I shot him a look, now I was never going to hear the end of this. Kevin was the quieter of the two and my impression was he was closer to Jason than Matthew was. From time to time he used to pass comments about Jason and I but they’d be so subtle that by the time I’d realize I would have lost the opportunity to answer back. The three of them worked out but of the three Kevin spent the most time at the gym and it showed. With his dark complexion and striking blue eyes, he possessed a natural charm that turned heads wherever he went. But beneath his calm demeanor, I sensed a certain sadness, a burden he carried. I had suspected for a while that Kevin might be gay, and I had shared m

I called out down the hallway, hoping she would answer. But nothing. “Just tell me where my friend is,” I begged. “And spoil all the fun? No way,” Kade said as he leaned against the island and bit his lip while continuing to eye fuck me. Wait a minute. If he was here, where was Dane? “What happened to Dane?” I frantically questioned. “Do you mean your mate?” He chuckled and took a toothpick from the small vendor on the counter. Placing it in his mouth, he seemed to need something to chew on to distract himself from how my body made him feel while looking at me.

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this either. How would I know that you didn't know? I wanted to say it but you were the one who pulled me onto the stage... However, I didn't see that contestant No. 3 is Kaya! No wonder you..." Looking at the stage, Kevin's gloomy face got as dark as gathering storm clouds. "D*mned woman, is she trying to fill her money wallet again? D*mn it!" Kevin thought. He was so busy earlier on that he didn't pay attention to the stage at all! If he saw her, he would rather give up the vote than be in such a situation! Just as he was feeling annoyed, he saw a familiar and tall figure walking to the stage slowly. James Matthews?