Kyle Keya Novels & Stories

Intrigued, his gaze searched the room until it landed on a pair of shoes stopping beside him. It was the man who had been with King earlier—his right-hand man. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Raze Alconde,” he said, offering a handshake. Kane accepted it with grace. “Pleasure to meet you, too.” “My boss seems to like your work a lot,” Raze remarked. “I’m an aspiring artist myself. Mind sharing your secret?” His smile was lopsided, his tone friendly. Kane sensed the subtle game at play and responded in kind.

It is a little comforting to know that I will have a pregnancy buddy. Kyle comes out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. He walked into the closet towel drying his hair. When he comes back out he is wearing a pair of basketball shorts and is bare-chested. I sit and stare at this magnificent man and I don’t just mean his well-sculpted physic. I mean his heart and his mind. He cares so much for the people here. You can see the natural leadership he has in everything he does. Grandpa even told me that Kyle was doing a fantastic job. He had surpassed in his training where they had hoped he would be at this point. We all had.

"And my personal matters?" "Kevin sent you several emails, and I didn't read them, of course, but I organized them into a folder. He also called, and I could tell he was a bit worried when he found out you were at some kind of retreat." "I'll check the emails first and then call him," she said, already checking her computer, while Blaine waited to give her the other messages, looking at his own on his phone. "Kevin is unbelievable!" she said after a few minutes, laughing heartily, something she hadn't done in days. "He met an Italian girl, whom he describes here as curvaceous and hot. It also says here that now he understands why men prefer blondes, apologizing to me right after, of course..

And they all somehow led to Keith. Finally he gave up. I turned on the notepad and went to Skype. He just chats with her for a bit. What is it? A sick person is allowed small weaknesses. In fact, it was she and Lou who “soaped” him so diligently! — Hello, Keith:) Where are you? Hello, Tomkat! :)) I'm flying. The good thing is the Internet on the plane. Louie's probably already going home. And where are you? - Houses. temperature.

Kyle mumbled and hugged Kate's neck tightly. After giving her son a kiss on the forehead, Kate set him down. Kyle laughed and leaned over to give Kate a cheek kiss. His eyes were as wide and gleaming as a priceless black pearl from the depths of the ocean when illuminated by the sun. Kyle is the cute one. His pupils are a deep brown, and his eyes are huge and bright. His auburn hair is as soft as silk. His overall appearance is the icing on the cake for his skin tone being perfectly neutral.

Now, learning that Kyle was in a relationship, Lyla was broken hearted again. "Lyla? Lyla, please try not to take it against you. It's - it's just that my brother fell for another woman," she heard Kate talk to her. Wiping the stain on her face, Lyla asked, "Who is his girlfriend? Gaby?" Kate sighed and reluctantly answered, "Yes, Gaby." "What does she do? Whose family does she come from?" Lyla probed. "Gaby, she - she is an actress and a model. In fact, she went to Vegas with Kyle not just to celebrate their anniversary but to shoot for a perfume commercial," Kate replied. "Her parents have passed away. They are the Taylors."

He knew it was his beta, Kyle. “How many times did I tell you to just use the damn key,” he groused as he let him in. Kyle ambled in, two take away packets in his hand, and walked straight to his study. Dorian shook his head and closed the door. Kyle placed the takeaway packets on the desk and said sheepishly, “I keep forgetting about the key.”

He clicked his tongue as if feeling disappointed. “You do know I can kill you right here and no one will ever find your corpse, right?” Kyle said in a dark threatening tone. “How can I not know what you are capable of doing? But do you think by killing me here, no one will notice my absence? Do you think no one is actually watching us as we speak? Do you think, I am the only one who knows your secret?” he asked and chuckled lightly. “I am a time bomb Kyle. I can explode anytime so do not underestimate what I am also capable of doing. I can’t wait to see what you are scheming now, and I can’t wait to see you go down into the depths of hell hole you resurrected from.”

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.

The guard's voice drifted into my ears making me remove my hands from my eyes to see who he was talking to. "Huh?" I froze seeing the figure in my front, it was Alpha Kyle, the last person I had expected to be here. Was he here to make things hard for me again? I just couldn't understand what was going on and could only stare blankly. "What do you think you are doing?" Alpha Kyle growled as he stared at me. "Kneel!" Immediately, I felt an invisible pressure pressing down on me forcing me to my knees. Even though he was staring directly at me, I didn't dare to look straight into his eyes. I knew I might be whipped again if I did that. So to prevent such from happening, I had to avoid looking