We Need Talk About Kevin Novels & Stories

Blake asked, "Where are you going?" Kevin replied, "To do what I must." He thought, 'Now that Cecilia's men are protecting Mr. Jardin, there shouldn't be any problems.' Blake walked up to him. "Why do you only talk about the company and Mr. Jardin? Haven't you ever thought about us? Marry me! We could start a family and have a cute little baby. Don't you ever think about these things?"

It was a cream color that hung off of my shoulders and hugged my curves all the way to my thigh then flared. It's perfect! I thought as I walked out to show Luna Angela. "Oh I think that is the perfect one Nivea!" She said. "You look gorgeous Luna. " I heard a male voice say. I turned my head and saw Kevin. "Oh. Thank you Kevin. What are you doing here?" I asked. I'm pretty weirded out that he's here but I brush it off. "My Alpha would like to talk to you about a peace treaty if you'd agree I can escort you. " He said.

Patrick walked over. “Kevin, you’re awake?” “Yeah.” Kevin walked in, his eyes scanning the tidy room before landing on the man sitting on the sofa. He climbed onto the sofa next to Yosef, puzzled. “Bro, what was that noise outside just now? It was so loud.” “Nothing much, just had Kirin feed the fish.” “Why would feeding fish make such a commotion?” “Feeding sharks.” “Oh.” Kevin’s expression showed sudden understanding, then he sighed. “Bro, when are we going back to the Rainbow City? Your health isn’t good; you can’t keep running around like this.”

It was a teary and long-awaited goodbye. I looked around and saw the leaders of the people talking with Kevin and Liam. I didn't know what they were talking about but I doubted that I was going to be interested. It was probably going to be about wars, fighting weapons and techniques. I had overheard some of the men talking one day about how strong we were as werewolves and how he had been impressed when he saw our men practicing. I saw Kevin smile and nod his head and suspected that I might be right. The pack must have gotten a compliment and then Kevin was asked a question. His smile was too bright for them to be talking about wars and strategies alone.

Kevin couldn't help but get involved, his tone confident and firm as usual. "I always get the wild ones," Alex retorted and sat between the two. "She isn't, is she?" Ivan snapped and looked at Kevin. "Who?" Kevin switched his attention to Ivan now who—despite knowing he wouldn't reveal a thing—seemed to be meddling a little too much lately. Kevin abhorred talking about his women with others. Though he never kept the girls hidden, the relationships had always been highly confidential. Whatever happens behind closed doors, whether good or bad, stays there only. Kevin hated men who openly discuss their women, be it their bodies or flaws. The idea itself is absurd. Immoral. Absolutely ludicrous!

Kane slid into the driver's seat, gripping the wheel tighter than necessary. The redhead was making him talk. More than he had in an entire week. He wasn't sure how she did it. He wasn't a talkative person—Sebastian and the guys at the ring never shut up about it. You're a broody motherfucker, Kane. Loosen up a little. But he didn't like talking. He didn't like smiling either. Yet, here he was.

Good! “Not that,” I dropped my fork, taking a sip of tea, before lecturing. “You don't change people's personality to the detriment of themselves, and betterment of yours.” Kevin shrugged, and I raised a brow. “Down,” I instructed, and he placed his tablet on the table, stabbing his omelettes nonchalantly. “Is there anything you want to discuss with your father and me concerning her?” Kevin began. “Am I missing something, Mom? To the best of my knowledge, it's not my birthday, yours, dad or anyone's. What's with the new development?”

"What we need right now are more people" Kevin spoke angrily, looking at all of us. I told them about all the stuff that's been going on, the dead girl and the note. They were shocked but I know that everyone knew at some point this would happen, it didn't take us long to start discussing what we should do.

As we have all of our orders, we started eating. We are just having conversations while we’re also busy with our food. I’m just not joining too much on them as I tend to listen instead to talk a lot. Well, they’re just talking about Kevin’s life and then they’re asking about dad and mom and also about Laurene, especially regarding their wedding. Speaking about me--suddenly I was caught off guard when I heard Kevin ask me something. “How about you, Lola?” I abruptly turned my gaze to him. He was waiting for my answer as he still looked at me, smiling.

, he cleaned his desk and rose to his feet, grabbing his coat on the back rest of the swivel as he Strode out from his office. He was taken aback when he saw Kevin, waiting for him outside of his office. “Why are you still standing there?!” he exclaimed. “I am waiting for you,” Kevin replied to his query. “I didn’t told you to wait for me here, you should atleast—” he paused and shook his head, “why am I even talking to you?” Axel irritably ask himself. “I want to be straightforward to you, I badly needs to talk to you about Aicko and I need your help,” Kevin worriedly admits as he begs at him.