Scene Kendrick Johnson Novels & Stories

Because I was too weak and the force he had thrown me with was quite much, I landed fist-faced to the floor. Besides, with the hard floor, I got some bruises on my skin. Even though I couldn't care less about the injury and wanted to sit up and how before this Alpha who looked quite intimidating, my body wouldn't listen to me. "What do you think you're doing? Kneel!"

Elodie bursts through the door, her heart pounding hard against her chest. As she steps into the room, Avery following behind, a pang of anguish shoots through her heart, and for a moment she forgets to breathe. Kendrick is sitting up on the bed bare chested, with Doctor Cosby skillfully wrapping layers of bandage around his torso, securing the guaze over the wound on his lower left side. Not just his torso is bandaged, even his hand and head are wounded badly.

Do you guys have a death wish? Kendrick's low, indifferent voice suddenly rang out from behind. "Stop it." Those security guards instantly stepped aside, clearing a passage for a tall, handsome man who slowly emerged from the crowd. In that instant, the Lawsons stood closely around the coffin with all of their heads lowered. They feared that even a moment of eye contact would provoke the wrath of Kendrick, the rising influential figure. It was in the final days of the SATs that the Fisher family officially went bankrupt. Kendrick was also diagnosed with a severe heart condition, with the doctor saying that he had less than three months to live without an operation.

"BREAKING NEWS! January 3, 2025: A £5,000,000 ($6,100,000 USD) 20-carat black diamond, The KSI Eclipse, was stolen from KSI Headquarters in London. Authorities are searching for possible suspects and urge witnesses to contact them with information." Stan grinned while listening to the news on the large TV in the living room. “Center of attention, aren’t we? You’re all over the news.” He beamed at the guy holding a pistol in his right hand and a rug in his left, cleaning it spotless.

A future where he and Ken could be close again just like they used to be. Kathleen saw Banri turning to leave and glanced at her happy son, before following Banri out of the metropolitan gymnasium. Ken couldn't hear anyone with the shouts clearly. But suddenly a very nicely dressed man approached him, making his heart race. The man stopped in front of Ken and displayed a genuinely professional smile. "Mr. Kendrick's Huntington?" "Yes." Ken replied both tense and excited. From the looks, Ken wanted to believe what he was imagining but still restrained from going overboard with his expectations.

The System and I spent the next month staying out of each other's way, maintaining a tense silence until the final stop of my touring exhibition was locked in. Opening night arrived, and all eyes were on me. Sure enough, Kendrick showed up. He had lost a significant amount of weight and looked pale, but his eyes burned with terrifying intensity. Dressed in a sharp white suit, he cut through the crowd and marched straight toward me. Under the glare of cameras from media outlets around the world, he dropped to one knee and held out a massive diamond ring.