Kevin X Ben Novels & Stories

Bobbette disappears into the kitchen, leaving the father-daughter duo in the living room. “You can have a seat, Mr. Kevin," Kevlyn gestures to the couch. She removes a pink book from the table with rhinestones and bedazzles decorating the cover. Then she takes the chair opposite Kevin. She holds a pencil in her left hand as she opens the book. “You can just call me Kevin." “We are not friends yet, so Mr. Kevin will do for now," Kevlyn says through squinted eyes and Kevin chuckles. “Ok. So, I am a teacher — a professor, actually. I am doing a master's degree right now at Berkeley University."

Michael added with genuine enthusiasm, as if it were the best idea of the night. “I think I’ll pass. Horror isn’t really my thing,” I said, trying to sound casual, as if admitting it didn’t give me away. “Don’t worry, Camimi. I’ll check under your bed,” Kevin replied, winking at me. «Gooood grief, Kevin and his winks.» “Very funny…” I said, laughing. “No, seriously. I’m an expert. Van Helsing is my middle name. Kevin Van Helsing Cooper, at your service,” he said, bowing dramatically.

he said. I joined them to a room. In it lay twenty bodies, all of which had died in the last one hour. Gary took off the clothe covering one of them and I gasped, snapping my head to King. “Mr. Thompson?” I said. “How? What’s going on?” “He’s real name is Kevin Black. I heard he worked under Usher.” “He was the one who made me see Benjamin. I didn’t think…” I drew in a breath. “He made me see Benjamin. He was an outgoing man, I would not have thought he would do soemthing like that.”

Beth From: Nick.Hoffman@us.gov.org To: Beth.Hoffman@mymail.com Dear Delusional Beth, This Kevin guy is not for you. You need to trust your older, wiser brother on this. Kevin has no idea the spirit you carry inside you. He can’t. I can tell by your emails that he’s a stodgy prick. And yes you read that right. I don’t need to meet him. You need to meet Rack. He’ll blow all thoughts of this other man out of your head.

he says as he puts his hand on the air for a handshake. Devyn politely accepts it and they shake hands. “How are you doing, Kevin?” “I'm a big fan of yours, sir.” Devyn throws a quickly glance at me before he turns to look at Kevin again. “Are you friends with Betsy, then?” “Actually, I am hoping to be more than that, sir,” replies Kevin, sounding proud. Devyn’s eyes narrow and he slowly turns his gaze to me. He cocks an eyebrow. “You sure have a lot of admirers, Betsy.”

Kevin: Come back here, Brandon. Benji: What the actual fuck? He is not replying? Alec: Maybe he is with Godson now or perhaps Emma. You know how they dislike each other. Benji: Which is exactly why we don't understand what he is doing there. Kevin: Speak for yourself. Benji: Sorry. Which is why I don't understand what he is doing at the party. Kevin: Now speak for us. Benji: A GIF of Benji giving him the middle finger.

The men who were sitting there were confused, they called him, “Kevin, what are you doing?” “There is no need to waste time auditioning. That girl who appeared just now is going to be my leading lady.” The person who said this was Kevin Benjamin, one of the most sensation actors in the industry. Kevin was one of those lucky stars who shot to fame in a very short period. He debuted three years ago but now was at the pinnacle that some people could not reach even after being in the industry for a whole decade. Kevin was a very private man and there was no information regarding his background but rumours had it that he had a very powerful person backing him. That is why he was managing to ascen

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

"Excuse me, who are you? I'm having a conversation with my wife...." "Ex-wife asshole, and you're done." Jen came sidling up next, and the look of utter hate on her face when she looked at Kerryanne said it all. Kyle folded his arms and looked at the two of them as he shielded her with his body. "This doesn't have anything to do with you." Paul actually puffed up once his wife was there. What an ass.

They both jump up in fright at the sound of my voice, their heads slowly cranking to face me. Looking like kids caught stealing candies. "Uhmm... Nothing." Xavier smiles, walking to me. "it was nothing." Kelvin gives me a full grin. One that I hardly see, except of course when he piss me off. "You look beautiful." Xavier comments, pecking me on my fore head. I roll my eyes before giving him a reply. "I know." "Am just going to shut my mouth." Kelvin mutters and I send him a light glare. "Dad am out." I yell, grabbing a coat on my way out.