Kurt Blaine Novels & Stories

Turning to Sylvia, he said, "It's not that I don't want to show you any courtesy, Ms. Langley, but this guy, Ashton Gray, has gone too far! I won't be able to answer to my men if I don't teach him a lesson today." His veins were bulging as he shouted, "Ashton! Once I pummel you to the floor, I'll get someone to toss you out of Evermore Club!" With that, Kurt bent low and launched himself forward like a ferocious beast. Eyes blazing, he unleashed his full strength. His fists shot forward like balls of steel as he aimed at Ashton's head. His punches tore through the air with a howl, but to everyone's shock, none of them landed. He didn't even come close to touching Ashton!

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

He also needed some advice on what to do after Annika terminated the contract. “Should I find a new girl?” Kurt asked when Clyde arrived. Clyde hit him lightly in the head. “Are you serious? That’s what you’re thinking about?” Kurt shrugged. “I don’t apologize. I don’t chase and will never chase a girl.” Clyde can’t believe what Kurt just said. He has known him very well for a long time. He knows deep inside that Kurt is regretting his words and actions but doesn’t know how to express it.

There was a playful edge to his tone, though it didn’t hide the intensity beneath it. Kurt, standing slightly behind him, was just as striking, his blue eyes darker, his dark blond hair swept back. His stature was imposing, yet his presence was somehow more reserved than Vance’s. But the respect in his gaze was undeniable, and he too regarded her with quiet interest. “It’s a pleasure,” he added, his voice deep and steady.

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.

I was about to speak up since Jonathan wanted to remain anonymous. “He works for them.” Kurt spoke up, getting into view, looking a bit worse for the ware. “You’re actually looking at one of the guys who financially backs the Silvercloud company.” Kurt gestured to me. “Whoa… wait? You're Kinsley?” the blonde blinked wide green eyes at me. “Yes. I’m John Kinsley.” I nodded, not sure where this was going. “You’re a lot hotter than I thought you’d be.” the blonde smirked.

They were so into it that they didn't notice that the bathroom door has been opened and someone was stroking himself off. Kurt came to the Lumeré to collect some of his stuffs that be really needed, he was wearing shorts and a tank top that displays his ripped body and charming physique, he was given the previlege to live in the Lumeré mansion anytime he likes, he was not only Jose's pilot but also his driver and friend, but due to Kurt being a quiet person and don't normally talks, he didn't have much friend even outside the house, but what has always got him attentions and places him in the limelight was his extremely good looks and ripped body, he could win national award in modeling but

Kurt mentioned, amusement evident in his tone. Blaine blinked in surprise, prompting Kurt to burst into laughter. After regaining his composure, Kurt shook his head, then grabbed his phone, turning it on. Addressing Blaine, he commanded, "Order the reconstruction of the club," he said, his voice brooking no argument. "Make it grander than before, ten times more magnificent." Agreeing quickly, Blaine responded, "Yes, Boss," before returning to his tablet. A sudden shiver ran down Kurt's spine, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. Abruptly tossing his phone aside, he began unbuttoning his shirt, momentarily distracting Blaine, who quickly refocused on his task.

“No-no, you have got me wrong” “Well, not your fault” he took the card and started moving slowly. As he was talking, I also did move along with him.”I am handsome, I know” “Uh…” “Well, may I know who you are?” “Ah, my name’s Kaitlyn… Sullivan” “Kaitlyn, nice to meet you” he extended his hand towards me. I shook my hands with him. “And you?” I asked. “I’m Kurt Reynolds” “Oh, nice to meet you too”

His actions did not seem like a senior at all. ‘Old bastard…’ Harvey completely lost his respect toward Kurtis then. Kairi could sense Kurtis’ perverted nature but still smiled faintly despite that. “Hello, Mr. Kurtis.” Kurtis put his fishing pole down when he stepped forward with his arms crossed along with a dozen other people. He kept sizing up Kairi with a look of admiration. “What a reputable woman with a beautiful figure! You’ll be excellent to bear children! “I’d be joyful to have a goddaughter like you!”