Kyle Idleman Book Novels & Stories

One slip, and the old man would be blinded. “All right!” Aidan cried at last, his voice etched with agony. “I’ll tell you. I’ll tell you.” Kyle let him down. The old man was trembling all over. He wobbled over to his desk and pulled out a leather-bound book. He flung it across the room at Kyle. “It’s in there,” Aidan said, his voice drenched with regret. “That address will lead you to Scarlet Paine.”

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

"Yeah, I think it's time now" "Call me if you need anything okay?" and I nod. Before I can ask where Kyle and Shawn are, Kyle walks in holding a book that makes us drop our jaws to the ground. "Oh my God!"I bring my hand to my mouth. "Holy sh..."Tay doesn't finish when Nora shoots him with a glare. Nora grabs the book away from Kyle. "Hey, I was reading that"he whines. "Is it my eyes or did I just read Fifty shades of grey on the cover of that book?" Dad asks with his mug halfway to his mouth.

"A quick note on the former management. Scans picked up a small, shielded alcove nearby. Looks like a personal hideout." Intrigued, Jack gestured for two of Marcus's men to check it out. What they found was so pathetic it was almost comical. It was Kyle's bolthole. A tactical cot was messily thrown in a corner, and beside it was a stack of greasy fast-food wrappers and several empty energy drink cans. The only reading material was a handful of outdated muscle car magazines, their pages dog-eared and worn. This was the sanctum of the man who had fancied himself the king of the city—a sad, lonely cave filled with cheap thrills and junk food. It stripped away the last vestiges of Kyle’s monstro

Milla cuts in, pressing her palm to her forehead, “this could go south so fast you’ll be packing your bags by the weekend. Like, changing towns level south.” “He won’t do any of that,” I say, and honestly, I surprise myself with how steady I sound. “He might act all high and mighty every single day like he’s the second coming of Zeus, but he’s not bold enough or strong enough to pull something like that.” I cross my arms, leaning back as if this is something I’ve deeply researched, like I’ve written a thesis titled The Psychological Limitations of Owen Kyle. “With the right motivation, he could,” Star mutters, not even blinking, like she’s seen that alternate universe already.

“You asked me to.” He stepped aside, letting her pass. The air inside the cabin smelled of cedar and ash, something wild and old. The walls were lined with books—some new, others ancient, with leather covers and golden etchings. Maps were pinned across the far wall, all hand-drawn. Aiden closed the door behind her and locked it. Evelynn turned slowly in place, taking it all in. “This is where you live?” “Sometimes. It’s where I learned to live.”

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32 3RD POV. Kyle drags his feet weakly as he nears Kade, who’s found a branch within the woods to sit on while he sips his coffee. “I wonder how you’re peaceful here, mute and static.” Kyle speaks out with a sense of pain in his voice. “I feel bored.”

“Let’s get home or he won’t stop pouting.” I had a silly grin on my lips as we drove home. My heart felt full. I was lucky to have them, Kyle and Caleb. You can know more about my book and bonus content through mahimistry d o t c o m <3 I G : authormahimistry

"Find another place to sit, Kyle. Go bother the pilot or something like this." Kyle raised his hands in a surrender signal. "I thought we could keep each other company on the flight home." — He raised. "But I can see that I am unwanted." He greeted Vidar, winked at me, and then sat as far away from us as possible. I looked back at Vidar. "Good, that is certainly one way to ruin the perfect time," he said, jokingly adjusting the collar of his shirt. Vidar shook his head. "Kyle is a good gamma, but I'm thinking about killing him now." I ran my fingers through the side of Vidar's hair.