Alice Kingsley Novels & Stories

Alpha Kingsley. Hell no. .

Mariah POV The sunlight streamed through the large windows of the packhouse, hitting the polished wood floors in golden stripes. Today wasn’t just any day. Today was the day Nick and I would stand before our pack and declare ourselves Alpha and Luna. The weight of the responsibility, the honor, and the love between us pressed against my chest, and for the first time in months, the nerves didn’t feel heavy—they felt alive.

"Stop saying that reporters, she's an old acquitance of mine and I know what she can do.... She probably rented this dress to come here and she's naturally beautiful not Styled by Jillian Kim" As she said this, the reporters flashed more camera towards Alice, "Miss, is what she said true?" Alice was boiling in anger, seeing the several cameras, she definitely knows that Enzo will be watching her on the TV now. She wasn't going to let him down. She now understood that he sent her here purposely so that she could meet Gaston and Judy. "Hi Reporters, I am Alice Lewiston I am also a fashion designer like Miss Judy who was also my younger Cousin. I am representing the President of Clinton's Inter

I hesitated before finally sitting down, crossing my legs beneath me. Alice’s gaze flickered over each of us before she leaned forward slightly. "Before we begin, let’s start with something simple—introductions. I want each of you to tell me who you are, beyond just your name. Magic is deeply tied to identity, to the essence of who we are. So, let’s start there." “My name is Alice Stevenson,” she said, her tone measured, firm, yet strangely comforting. “I am a full witch, thirty-four years of age, and I hail from the Dahlia Coven.”

"Find out who's the owner of the car with the plate A9999." "Yes. Mr. Beckett." After five minutes, his secretary called. "Mr. Beckett, we've found it. The car belongs to the president of KS Group." The president of KS Group? Alice came from a village. She was poor with no outstanding background. She didn't even have any friends during their three years together. How could she know the president of KS Group? Had she moved on so quickly and found herself another man? "Mr. Beckett, did you really divorce Madam Alice today?" the secretary asked tentatively.

Graciously, Alicia stood up and shook Felix's hand. "Alicia, this is Christine. And Christine, as you heard, this is Alicia. The future CEO of Alpha Company," Felix praised. Alicia's smile was shy and hesitant as she shook hands with Christine. Beyond her expectations, Christine was much more mature than she expected. She was a black woman with short shoulder-length black hair. Her smile was sweet, especially as she wore red lipstick on her full lips. "This is my first time seeing the daughter of Lady Michelle and Lord Edward. You are very beautiful."

Becky's gaze sweeps across the room, gauging the reactions of those present, her voice gaining momentum as she prepares to delve deeper into the complexities of the case. “Miss Alice is an employee of Mrs. Lara, serving in the prestigious role of managing director. Prior to her promotion, she was a trusted staff member at SignaBook, diligently working as a personal assistant to Mrs. Lara. Her unwavering commitment and impressive work ethic did not go unnoticed, leading to her elevation within the company,” Becky explains, her tone steady and confident.

Even though she was one of the rare gem they had in their pack but he had treated far worst than anyone. Alice Jones, 20 years old omega and pack doctor as well as a therapist. She was born with the extraordinary power of healing, she not only could heal outer wounds but also can help any wolf going through mental illness, she was a rare diamond any pack would kill to have but as said by the ancestors, when we have something we don't deserve we never actually understand its worth. The same way the future alpha of the pack never understood what kind of gem he was rewarded by the moon goddess and seemed like he wasn't going to anywhere near the future.

Lisa swallowed her anger, she took a deep breath to calm herself down, she replied to Alie, her eyes filled with contempt and sarcasm, she said. “Alice! A useless woman like you doesn’t have the ability to interrogate me here. If you have the ability, then hide behind Myra and insult me. Do you know where your position is? Can’t you realize this yourself? You’re just a spare person in your family, do you need me to make this public for everyone to know?” Everyone in the upper class has secrets that cannot be told to anyone, Henry has his own, Lisa also has hers, and Alice is no exception, those secrets are their fatal weaknesses. If others were to know about this, they would definitely fall

“I’m shocked you don’t know me, Mr. Lancaster. But we need to talk.” His expression turned icy. “Not until you tell me exactly who you are.” She took a step forward, confidence oozing from every pore. “Alice Sinclair. And I have something important to discuss—something that concerns you... and your company.”