Ted The Caver Story Novels & Stories

I'm a capybara. Yet, after taking a single nap, I wake up as the scion of the Kensington family, Drake Kensington. When I crawl back to the sprawling 32,300-square-foot villa, my entire family's scared stiff. Matthew Kensington, the Kensingtons' adopted son, points at me and screams, "There's a ghost!" Without even looking up, I deadpan, "Oh, yeah, I'm whatever you say I am." He passes out on the spot. Drake's biological father, Garrett Kensington, slams his fist down on the table and snarls, "Look at you! Do you look anything like the heir to the wealthiest family? Have you seriously forgotten how to walk?" I give his question some serious thought. Crawling does take less effort tha

But Javier had his reasons to believe that GTR would be able to tell if she was running or deliberately getting away from him. Therefore, Javier told Suzanne a story. A short story. "There was once an undercover agent who died." Suzanne was quiet for a few seconds before she asked, "And then what?" Javier replied, "That’s it. That’s the end of the story." Suzanne was speechless. "What sort of story is this? It has a beginning and an end, but nothing in between. Well, let me tell you a story instead!" Javier was intrigued. "Sure. Tell me. I'm listening. Let me hear your story."