Novels by Kaiser Ken

There was an instant bustle of chatter in the room."Oh my God!""David, is this true?!""Where is she?""Our prayers have been answered!""Settle down, brothers," Lazarus announced. "Let me share the information with you."Elijah was as much surprised by the revelation as the rest. Yet, he was confused about how he fit into the puzzle. What did the discovery of Eve's bloodline actually mean?"Except for my boy Elijah, others in this room know of the powers belonging to someone from Eve's bloodline.""Powers?" the lawyer asked. "Powers, yes. A female who is a direct descendant of Eve is immortal. She cannot die."Elijah gave a start. He was okay with the belief system, but the discussion had gotten really weird, really fast. Immortality?"From the look on your face, I can judge you are having trouble digesting this. I understand your skepticism. In fact, it would be strange if you were not cynical about what I just said," Lazarus directed at Elijah.He leaned on the conference table

"Of course, we may eat fruit from the trees in the garden–the woman replied. It's only the fruit from the tree in the middle of the garden that we are not allowed to eat. God said–you must not eat it or even touch it; if you do, you will die.""You won't die!- the serpent replied to the woman. God knows that your eyes will be opened as soon as you eat it, and you will be like God, knowing both good and evil."Cardinal David Lazarus looked up from his reading at the small crowd of thirty gathered in the pew. He was behind the pulpit of the north chapel, making a concluding remark after the mass. The stained glass and rose windows on either side of the hall depicted various biblical figures and events. The murals were unique, the most eye-catching being a tall depiction of Eve under the forbidden tree. She held a half-eaten apple in her hand. There was no Adam in the image. "My friends, Eve took a bite of the apple as Satan instructed," David continued. "It was no sin. In fact, it wa

Jake's lips quivered, and a palette of anger flashed across his face momentarily. He said nothing in reply and stared at her, transfixed."It is difficult to explain, but I will try. I have seen your dark side, Jake," Ashley continued. "Faces that you don't show to anybody. And probably have not seen yourself. Yet.""You're not making any sense-""We're done, Jake!""Are you sure? If this is a prank, it isn't funny.""I've never been more serious about anything else in my life.""Fine!" Jake fired. "Are you seeing someone else? If that's what is happening, you can come out with it. No need to make up silly excuses.""You've always been the one, Jake. But no longer. I don't love you anymore.""Okay," the billionaire surrendered, throwing up his arms. "We have spent over $50 million on this engagement and invited very influential people. Do you realize the backlash Grayson and Palmer companies will receive because of calling off our engagement? Not to mention, the merger will dissolve!"

Whup-whup-whup-whup-whup-whupThe sound of rotor blades echoed over Blue Grove's terrace. It came from CEO Jake Grayson's VIP helicopter, an AgustaWestland AW119Ke Koala. The Koala was charcoal black with premium leather upholstery inside. It could reach a top speed of 167 miles per hour and a range of 650 miles. The seating could accommodate up to six passengers with two operators. Along with the customizations, it cost $5.4 million. Jake had two of them.Grayson Industries had a daily renewable permit to fly throughout the city 24/7. This was not a luxury awarded to every chopper owner. The Graysons generously donated to the Mayor, City Hall, and the Norwich Police Department. The helicopter descended on the terrace of the forty-story Blue Grove building. Jake sat facing the open hatch, his legs dangling. He did not wait for the Koala to land flat on the helipad but jumped off while it was still settling.The young billionaire stooped as he ran under the windy rotor blades towards

Jake tilted his head and regarded her with a smile. He liked flattery, especially from a beauty like Claire."Tomorrow, I'm gonna tell this story to my college friends," she murmured."What are you going to tell them?""Whatever happens tonight…." She trailed off as Jake took a hand to her thigh."Go on," he said, feeling the entire length from her knee to her hip."On second thought, I will not tell them the entire story.""Oh, really?" Jake grinned, leaning in and kissing her neck. "Will you be embarrassed by what happens tonight?""Maybe."Jake kissed her on the lips. "Good. I want you to be."Claire nodded. The wine had made her dreamy. Jake stood up and took her hand. He led her to the other end of the balcony.The girl was excited. Her heart was hammering like crazy. It was finally happening! Everything had fallen into place.Jake pulled her close. His hands went behind her and grabbed her buttocks. 'Ah, this feels good,' he thought. 'No silicone. Just a well-toned natural ass.'

Jake shook Claire's hand for the right amount of time and let go. 'Very professional,' she thought. He made constant eye contact and did not stare at her body as the other billionaires did. Part of him was aloof, as if he was somewhere else."I will take your leave, then," Rory announced. "The guys need a babysitter."Jake nodded, and Claire gave him two thumbs up as he left."Please join me," Jake invited her to the other end of the gallery. There were high-backed lounge chairs large enough to lie down. A low single-block dining table was aligned with them.Claire sat beside the billionaire, facing him, her legs crossed. "Thanks.""I noticed when you went to the bar; you ordered cranberry juice. Are you not allowed to drink? Any photoshoots or events coming up?""It's not that, Mr. Grayson-""Please call me Jake.""Hmm. It's not that, Jake, I do drink, but with the right company.""I can't promise to be the best drinking partner but, let's see what we have here–"Jake removed a tinte

The conference room echoed with tunes. The perplexed dignitaries whipped out their devices and began answering the calls and reading the messages."What?! The child trafficking group was wiped out?""I don't believe this! The bombs were found, and the terrorists surrendered?""The hijacked plane was returned?""The workers in the collapsed mine were rescued?" "The hostages are back home?""The humanitarian supplies were recovered?"Apparently, all the problems the elite members had stated had already been solved! They looked at each other in utter disbelief, trying to understand what was going on.It was time for Yara to speak up. "Respected dignitaries! Let me illuminate you about what happened! Lord Tristan fixed your problems while you were on your way from your nations! This is how capable he is.""What? Impossible!""That's inconceivable!""Is Lord Tristan really that powerful?""His scale of operations is even grander than Lord Butch!"The grateful members turned towards Tyler

The dignitaries in the conference room came from all over the world—Europe, China, Russia, India, Japan, and so on. They were CEOs of multinationals, government officials, and even from international agencies.As soon as Yara announced Tyler's new alias—Tristan Salvatore, the room became flooded with gossip and whispers. The members exchanged surprised glances and even voiced their confusion."Miss Mathews!" the representative from China began. "With due respect. We accepted your invitation because we were promised an audience with Lord Butch Salvatore. We've met him before, and he is a much older man."The others nodded in agreement. "We do not recognize Lord Tristan, regardless of him being related to the man we seek.""Moreover, we usually meet in the Salvatore Estate. Why are we at Emperor's Cove in Sapphire City?"Yara offered the group a professional smile and stepped forward. "I regret to inform you that the Lord Salvatore you knew passed away a few months back. His unfortunate

Tyler pursed his lips, feeling guilty all over. "But I will help you find the perfect bridegroom!" he added quickly. "My job is to protect you, and I won't let any random guy become your husband!"Michelle raised her streaming eyes slowly. She was still weeping, but a bitter smile appeared on her face. "Thanks! I'm grateful! Please don't leave my side, ever!"Tyler wiped a tear off her cheek affectionately. He pulled out a handkerchief and raised her chin. "I won't. Now, stop crying like a baby. You are the future Queen of Petra! Don't let others see your weaknesses!"Michelle took the hanky and kissed it lovingly. "May I keep it?"The young man chuckled and turned to leave. "Of course. Now go and inform the High Council that you are ready for the royal banquet. As the Princess of Petra, you have a reputation to uphold. I will see you next during that event."Michelle nodded obediently and watched the man walk away. Tyler approached the terrace railing, leaped over it, and disappeared

Tyler was utterly tongue-tied for a few moments. What did the Douglas heiress just say? She wanted to marry him?The young man knew Michelle for a short time. But he always saw her as a little girl. Tyler's sole inclination was to protect her. That would also align with the late Prince of Petra's wishes.However, the Princess' proposal to marry him and become the King of Petra was astounding. He had no idea she thought about him that way."Michelle…" Tyler began. "Is this a prank?"The girl joined her hands against her heart and stepped closer to him. "I love you, Tyler Grant! Please become my husband and my King. I will make you very happy!"The young man chuckled nervously. "This is ridiculous! You cannot be serious!"The Princess peered into his eyes with passion. "I have never been more serious in my life."Tyler sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry, I cannot accept that proposal. I have never seen you that way."Michelle's smile faltered, and she bit her lip, visibly hurt. "Is i

Michelle tugged at Terence’s sleeve. “Terry… You’re making a big mistake… Don’t make Tyler angry… He is very powerful… It won’t end well…”“Please stay out of this, Princess. Whatever tricks this lout has been playing on you, I will put an end to them today. Let me handle the fraud. I will arrest and put him in prison!”Tyler crossed his arms and took a deep breath. “Okay, I don’t have time for your nonsense. So, let’s settle this quickly. If any of you can pull your trigger, I will surrender and ask for forgiveness.”Terence eyed the man in confusion for a moment, then laughed aloud. “Do you have a death wish? So be it!”He turned to the other guards and pointed at Tyler. “Men! Open fire at him!”“NOOO!” Michelle screamed. She tried to rush forward, but the others had formed a barrier.Whoosh! It appeared as if a sharp gust of wind blew against the men. Tyler’s image seemed to disappear for a second and then reappear.A second later, the entire royal guard found themselves on the ter

One of the three Crest estates of Sterling Hill was Monarch Hall. It was across the river from Tyler’s Emperor’s Cove.Monarch Hall differed from the other two estates in that it was built two centuries ago. It was an imposing structure designed like a fortress, with turrets, towers, and battlements reminiscent of medieval times.The royal family of Petra owned Monarch Hall. The late Lord Malcolm barely ever visited it. However, after the latter’s passing, his granddaughter, Michelle, vacated the Douglas Mansion and moved to Sterling Hill.It was believed that the Princess made this decision on the advice of her dying grandfather. Malcolm was on his deathbed when he summoned Michelle and warned her she was surrounded by enemies on all sides.“Stay close to Mr. Grant…” the old man said. “He rescued you once and will protect you in the future. He is the only man I trust.”Malcolm referred to the incident when a demon abducted Michelle the previous year. She was taken to the dungeons, wh

"What the hell are these changelings?" Kate raged. "Why are the Damonists so desperate to create them with these infernal methods?"Disgust and anger overwhelmed the girl, and her voice changed to the regular low-pitch. Normally, Kate thickened her tone to sound older to throw off any witnesses. Now, with her defenses lowered, she sounded much like a University girl."Does mutilating and killing innocents come easily to them?! They ripped out unborn babies and fetuses from pregnant women! And don't get me started on the brains!"Kate trailed off, unable to handle her own graphic imagination. She had not imagined in her worst dreams that the night would take such a dark turn.Victor nodded. "All I know is that changelings are composed of uterus and brain tissue. I am not sure why they are collecting fetuses. I haven't found the purpose or application yet."Kate fidgeted with and adjusted her mask. It had loosened a bit after her brief struggle with Roadkill. "But why make such horrible

Victor checked the time on his Cartier watch. It was a Valentine's gift from Eva. He wondered what she'd be doing right now—probably still awake, waiting for her lover. Even though the duo were intimate just a few hours ago, he already missed her warm, slender body., and her naughty smile.Victor had spent all night hunting down criminals—drug peddlers, child traffickers, rapists, and burglars. They were petty offenders but still made Springfield unsafe. He would be back home already if he hadn't followed Kate to the abandoned asylum."First things first, Raven," Victor began. "Why did you call me a monster? What was that uncalled-for outburst all about?"Kate crossed her arms and gave him a quizzical look. Did Roadkill seriously not know? Was the psychopath clueless about his own murderous tendencies?"I will not fall for that," she replied defensively. "You're trying to find whether I have gathered any evidence to incriminate your brutalities. Once you know everything, it will be co

Kate's grip loosened a bit on her knives. Did the stranger say he was Roadkill? Why was the name so familiar? A moment's reflection brought back her doubts and anxiety.Of course! The poster vigilante, Roadkill! He was so popular among the youth that cosplayers dressed up as him in comic-con. Teen girls loved him so much they got the tattoo 'R' over objectionable parts of their bodies. There were steaks and drinks named after him!Kate ground her teeth in disgust. The Raven used to be Springfield citizens' poster heroine and sole protectress. That ended when Roadkill arrived. However, the female vigilante wasn't really upset that he stole the limelight from her. She was more disturbed by how he did it.Kate went through the newspaper articles, online blogs, and witness reports of cases in which Roadkill was involved. Even though the police department publicly denounced him, they made no attempts to curb his vigilante activities. On the other hand, the Raven was painted as a hobbyist a

Kate jumped from rooftop to rooftop undetected in the darkness, her beastly green eyes glowing in the night. She was light as a feather and agile like a feline. She used parkour moves, advanced gymnastics, and physical resilience to traverse buildings.Kate was trying to put some distance between herself and the crime scene she had recently visited. Less than ten minutes later, she found a group of drunkards harassing an innocent lady. The latter was returning from shopping and somehow missed the curfew time.The villainous group ambushed her in an alley and surrounded her. After robbing the lady of her belongings, they went too far. Inebriated and stoned, they attempted to tear off her clothes and rape her.Luckily, Kate heard her cries and jumped down from the building for a rescue. She offered no warning to the perpetrators. Her powerful chops, jabs, and slams floored them in a minute. The end result was that the men needed hospitalization to survive.After making an anonymous call

Clearly unsettled, Eva tried to get up from the bed. But she failed because her legs and arms were bound. The young woman had been stripped and made to wear a hospital gown.What was going on? Didn’t she lose consciousness in the restaurant? Where the hell did they bring her? Or was she asleep, having a nightmare?Eva heard a few voices talking but couldn’t recognize them.“The fresh specimen has a bun in the oven, sir…”“What? Is the woman pregnant? Now, that sounds like good news. We can have both her grey matter and her uterus. Jackpot!”Eva’s heart froze in horror. What nonsense were the strangers blabbering? Then, the realization hit her. She had been abducted!“Where am I?” Eva called out to the voices. “What’s going on here? Answer me! I am the Mayor’s executive assistant! You guys are in a lot of trouble! The military police will barge in at any moment and gun you down!”Eva heard footsteps. Moments later, three smiling faces loomed over her. “Ah, the specimen is awake,” a mid

Eva stopped eating her food and stared at the young man. He looked innocent, probably fresh out of high school, a college freshman. Was he a fan of Victor Cromwell?“How did you know it was me?” she asked apprehensively.“Please don’t be alarmed, ma’am,” he replied, joining his hands. “I am George. I am actually a big admirer of Mr. Victor Cromwell and the wonderful work he has been doing for Springfield. You’re always by his side in meetings, conferences, and photo ops. Therefore, it isn’t irregular for commoners like us to recognize you.”Eva was still unconvinced. “You are a fan of Victor’s work? Are you okay with military rule? Most of the city appears to be against it.”“Yes, of course they are against it!” George exclaimed. “Governments rise and fall all the time. Governance styles also change. Springfield is becoming a military-industrial complex, and people must get with the times.”Eva nodded, reassured that the boy was a modern arts student, an idealist. Why else would he tr