Kim K Gyatt Novels & Stories

"I expected you to be here. After that hit on Dante and the Mayor" "Dante worked for you?" Abel asked "And I came prepared" Kim replied ignoring the rhetorical question asked by Abel. "Let me make a brief introduction of myself." Kim spoke on. "Kim Lee, leader of the most feared cult group in America. Connected to the Gefary Clan of the Russian descent. An assassin I am to be reckoned with" Kim Lee paused allowing what he said to be digested by Both Abel and Jack at his back who was still mourning the death of his son.

“So, you’re insinuating that you’re the one who poisoned my grandfather?! “Because he didn’t give you his secrets, you want him dead?! “You’re shameless, Kim! “Don’t you understand how much his existence alone helps the Nanyang Gang and even the entire country?! “You’d kill off the pillar of the country for your personal interest?! “You deserve to die!” “The pillar of the country?!” Kim coldly chuckled. “A true pillar would raise a few more Gods of War of his own, not hide away from the world! “This old man is nothing! “Enough talk, Katy! Sit still, or I’ll make my bodyguards from the Dark Island give you a good beating!” Then, Kim coldly glared at Harvey York. “Go! Cripple him!” she furious

Pip! Kim smiled regretfully after turning off her cellphone unilaterally. *** The specter of marriage apparently didn't just happen to Kim. Ronald J. Gavel, a handsome, rich, and charismatic man is also experienced something similar. It came from his grandpa. Currently, Ronald was busy reading the division's latest project document that he was managing when a lot of messages from his grandpa came disrupting his focus. [Son, look at the list of women and their photos! Tell me if there's one that interests you!]

I clenched my fists. Wait actually why am I acting like this? Am I jealous? No way right! I need to reboot my mind. There were two people already sitting in our table. Both of them looked like Chinese or may be Korean. Both of them are in mid- fifties. Liam advanced towards them. "Hello Mr. Kim Dong Hyun. It's nice to meet you." Liam greeted and extended his hand to shook with him. "Annyeonghaseyo Mr. Knight. Mannaseo bangabseubnida." He shook his hands with Liam.

Kim nodded. Kim is a handsome young man in his early thirties; he is vibrant, intelligent and a computer addict. He won lots of computer creation awards and trophies for being the fastest finger computer tech in San Francisco. His fangs teeth were his charm and his ocean blue eyes grabs the heart of any lady with just one stare. Kelvin joined them downstairs as he and Kim left for the company.

Kim Jae seemed to get his energy back. *Chibi = small child Kim Jae ran back towards the five annoying bandits. He jumped into the air, throwing a circular kick right into the tall man's face. The tall bandit lost his balance because of Kim Jae's kick earlier. It just so happened that Kim Jae was wearing those high-soled sneakers. So, just one kick was enough to knock the bandit to the ground. Remember, even though Kim Jae is more than 40 years old, the way he dresses is like a young man in his 20s.

They both laughed as they entered the house. They walked into the kitchen. Kimberly served wine in two-foot glasses. They took a small sip and sat down opposite each other. "I heard you joined the GM company?" asked Ertan. "Yes, I've only been working as a GM lawyer for two days," Kimberly replied. "What's it like working there?"

Kit went to leave, but Kim caught onto his arm before he turned around, his grip firm on his. “No,” he said. “Please stay.” “Are you sure?” Kit asked, head tilted to the side in question. “You look like you need some time alone.” Kim shook his head, determined. “On the contrary, you came at just the right time because I was feeling down.” He patted his lap, an invitation for Kit. “My batteries need recharging.” At that, Kit laughed and padded over to where Kim sat behind the desk. “The great mafia don of one of two most fearsome gangs in all of Bangkok, asking for cuddles?” Kit teased. “The world truly is full of surprises.”

She paused and then added, “What do you want for the name of a candidate? One of my legs? An arm? Both arms? What?” “I ... I ... took the liberty of making an appointment for you with a girl for ten o’clock today. Is that possible?” “What aren’t you telling me about her?” Kathy asked, sensing that Kim was holding something back. “It’s her husband,” Kim blurted out. “He was in the army. And he may have injured people, too. Some unit beginning with an “R”, I think.” “A ranger?” Kathy asked in a very soft voice. “That’s it! He was a ranger. Could you still be interested?”

She reached out and gently touched his arm, hoping to comfort him. Kylian looked up at her, his usually calm demeanor replaced by a furrowed brow. He handed her the letter he had been holding, and Diana's eyes quickly scanned its contents. It was a letter from the Resin Moon Pack, a neighboring pack known for their hostility towards Diana's pack. The letter stated that they had Emma captive and were demanding a ransom for her release.