Spawn Keith David Novels & Stories

David Yang’s expression brimmed with theatrical regret. "Yang!" A towering guy clapped David Yang’s shoulder. "Been ages, man!" David Yang brightened. "Keith! You liar—worried about turnout, yet the place is packed!" "Started slow, but then—" Keith’s explanation died as he noticed Wendy. "This your girlfriend?" "Just my friend, Wendy." David Yang performed introductions. "Meet Keith Davis." "Still single then? Got some news for you." Keith lowered his voice. "Beka’s here. Asked if you were coming. That’s all I’m saying—your move, brother."

She sat down like a queen reclaiming her throne, then looked up at me with a lazy smile. “Well,” she began, “that was how I managed to take Keith…..It was easy, you know. No one knew he existed. Not the press. Not the board. Not even the staff beyond a few maids. Still, I had to make it convincing, so I staged a burial. It’s funny,” she chuckled softly, her lips curving just slightly, “Kyle visits the urn every year. Some random person’s ashes. He sits there for hours like it means something.” She smiled again. A real one this time. Warm. Almost proud.

His eyes were steady, holding a weight I hadn’t seen before. “Your father’s Beta, David… do you want me to hunt him down?” His voice was calm, yet it carried a steel edge, a promise. I blinked, feeling a sharp surge of shock and excitement all at once. I sat up, my heart pounding as his words sunk in. I had dreamed of justice for what David had done, of seeing him pay for his betrayal. My former mates had never offered that to me, had never sought retribution for the wrongs David had committed. Now, here was Keith, speaking the words I had longed to hear, offering me something I thought was lost forever. But… was it right?

Tabitha's first impulse want to slam the door and protect herself from being more embarrassed, but the guest looked straight into her wide brown eyes and he said casually, "You still know me, Tabitha? I'm Keith. Keith Jackson." The man's question made Tabitha feel like she had been punched in her stomach and lost her senses. She was stunned for a moment before leaning to the door frame. She exhaled a breath had been unconsciously holding since she opened the door and look the guy standing in front of her. Since Tabitha didn't answer or show any sign of letting him in, Keith said mockingly. "I'm not used to attacking young women, Miss Carter, and although I live in the forest more, I'm still

She leaned forward eagerly ********* David was sitting on the usual couch he mostly sat on when James walked in and joined him. "Where's Kyle?" James asked as he settled into the chair. "He's gone out for exercise. He'll be back very soon," David replied. Ever since Kelvin confessed that it wasn't Kyle who was the snitch, David began to like him. And Kayla, they continued to act like they knew nothing about what she was doing. "He keeps calling, he's willing to do anything for Kelvin's freedom," David muttered and James gave him a fiendish glare.

Keith said in a dull voice as he massaged his forehead. “Never mind sir, I’ll hand it over to Kamala right away” Dave replied as he understood Keith very well. “Okay then” Keith replied knowing that he did not even want to bother himself on what Dave wanted to discuss with him as the business did not matter to him at this time. Dave moved to Assistant Kamala’s office at once and gave her the profile of the people she would be meeting with and left. He called Matthew to inform him of the situation with Keith and told him to lure Kelsey to come and see him at work immediately.

He stopped and I remained quiet, slowing him to catch his breath and continue. "The day I woke up," Keith continued, his gaze drifting away again, lost in a painful memory, "I wasn't supposed to be conscious. Not fully, anyway. But I was able to hear my uncle, the King. He asked the guards to finish me when I was fully recovered. To make sure there were no loose ends. That's why. That's why I have faked it, Heather. For the past ten years. He sees me as worthless, a cripple, not a threat. And that's exactly what I want him to believe." His voice dropped to a whisper, "Until I can take back everything he stole."

Keith threatened Cain darkly. “Ew!” I expressed disgust. I was both disgusted and scared at the same time. Keith had to be the most dangerous man I had ever met or known. Did he kill humans for fun? Wasn’t he interrogated this morning over the murder of someone? All this only went to show that my life wasn’t safe here. If only I had succeeded… Keith turned to look at me when I expressed disgust before looking back at Cain. “Make sure this place is covered, and I want a thorough check on the whole fence, because I don’t know how you could have allowed something like this to linger,” Keith said. “And send the damn chef to me,” Keith added tightly.

His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, shoulders tense. "Shit, man..." He exhaled, running a hand through his messy hair. "I don't even know where to start." Kane didn't speak, just leaned back in his chair, waiting. Spade hesitated before forcing the words out. "My girl's pregnant." Kane raised a brow. "That's good news. What's the problem?" Spade swallowed hard. His eyes darkened, full of regret.

“I’ve heard of this person… Was he not a useless apprentice? How could he, of all people, manage to get so friendly with someone like Edgar?” Keith wondered with a growl. “I’m not sure about that, though I am very sure of the close friendship the two share!” Theobold said with unearned confidence, caring not for the angry stare Bentley was giving him. “Zephyr Khan…” Keith spat through gritted teeth. “He is… something else!” Keith cursed as a darkness loomed over his eyes…