Kyle X Bebe Novels & Stories

He knew her crocodile tears were just a ploy to get back into his inner circle. Porsha released Chelsea from the hug and wiped her dry eyes. Meanwhile, Kyle and Bebe had already stepped inside, making themselves at home. Kyle was blowing a massive bubble with his gum, his slender frame clad in a fitted tank top and skinny jeans. Bebe, on the other hand, looked like a doll in her pink mini skirt and flowery blouse, her dark hair gleaming in the light.

It was later when Kyle asked Carlos, "So, um. Is that Mckenzie girl still bothering you? What’s her name? Bailey? Or was it Ali? You are taking care of her, right?” Carlos and Kaleb became amused. Kaleb remarked, “Kyle and female names, man. They don’t go hand in hand.” “What do you mean?” Kyle asked. “I know female names!” “Yeah, what’s the name of my ex?” Kaleb asked. “Which one? Ross or Fisa?” Kyle asked with a frown. "Who is your wife?" Kaleb challenged. "Gabrielle Taylor-Wright," Kyle proudly answered. "My beautiful wife."

Baby tries to find out the truth. Receiving news like that makes Baby a little confused and strange because all of her friends don't seem to like her boyfriend's cousin. What is wrong? What made them dislike Kyle? Baby wants to know about it. Betty answered again. "Mr. Kyle has always been disrespectful to us, you have to be careful he is a hunter of beautiful girls you should stay away from." Getting news like this from her friends she became worried, Baby is afraid to meet him, she hopes that the guy will not interfere, let alone try to approach or seduce.

Kian said calmly. "Then why are you here?" Jax asked Kyle coldly. "Let's call Kaleb." Sean suggested "No need. I'm here already." Kaleb said. They look behind the two who turned around also and see their Prince glaring at Kyle. He walked towards Kian, bending down and kissed his lips. After parting, Kian stand up and side-hug his hubby. "Guys, can you give them some slack? Especially Kyle." Kian said and his eardrums suffered again. "NO!" All of them yelled at the same time. Kian sighed.

Mom suddenly cut my words and turned to Kyle. Kyle flinched, turning pale. He glanced at me as if asking for help before he opened his heart-shaped lips. “My name is… Kyle… Kylie. Yes. That’s my name,” he answered. Slyvester butted in, presenting his name. “And my name is Princess Slyvia Patricia Angel Baby,” he said. ‘Princess what? Did he prepare this long name in advance?’ “But we call her Slyvia,” I said while eyeing Slyvester to shut his mouth for a moment.

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

Tyler's piercing gaze rakes over my body from head to toe, taking in my appearance with an unreadable expression on his face and I shift uncomfortably, adjusting the rope by the side of my crop top. I clear my throat,"Hi guys" I say and Tyler takes his eyes off me, fixing his gaze back to the television. "You ready?" Kyle asks as he stands up and I nod, flipping the edge of my pony dramatically. He frowns at this but doesn't say anything as he grabs his keys. He turns to face Tyler,"See you later bro, we're heading out" "Yeah, whatever" Tyler says, waving us off,his eyes not leaving the tv screen. Kyle and I make our way towards the door and out of the apartment, heading straight for his car

But Kyle quickly brought me back to reality with the fact that he and Taylor were together again. "Sweetie, I love you, but you need to wake up. This is classic Kyle behavior. You're his toy, and now that you're showing signs of independence, his possessive male ego can't handle it. And I hope you know he was having lunch with Taylor yesterday! " "How did you—" "I*******m, darling." She pulled out her phone, quickly pulling up a post. "Your dear stepsister isn't exactly subtle." The photo felt like a knife to the heart. Kyle and Taylor at Le Cirque, their heads bent close together over wine glasses. Taylor's caption read simply: "Perfect lunch date with my soulmate ��"

Kate asked, getting back to the issue at hand. “I met this guy. His name is Kyle and we met about two months ago at this same bar. He asked me to dance with him and things got a little carried away and heated so he brought me home to his house, which was huge. We had unprotected sex and a day later he asked me to be his sex slave. I accepted his offer and then yesterday, we had unprotected sex yet again and this morning when I was eating, I had to rush to the bathroom to throw up. I have been throwing up for some time now, urinating a lot and my breasts are swollen and I’m always tired.”

Natalia "Out tonight?" Gail, my ride-or-die roommate, purred from the bathroom door of our dorm, giving me those puppy dog eyes she knew I couldn't resist. But resist I must. I was booked tonight, a date of the blind variety, with some faceless guy I'd met online. "Remember? Online guy. Serial killer enthusiast?" I reminded her. Gail’s dark hair was tied up in a bun, ready to hit the town or any frat party on the menu. She pouted, making her green eyes look all sad and shit.