Eggsy Kingsman Suit Novels & Stories

They became an unstoppable force, working tirelessly to assist Amelia in every way possible. The Day Ethan and Camila in Ethan's grand mansion get ready for the momentous occasion. They had spent the previous day together, meticulously selecting their attire in preparation for the event. In front of a full-length mirror, Ethan stood tall and confident, clad in a perfectly tailored dark grey suit. The suit showcased his impeccable sense of style, hugging his broad shoulders and accentuating his body. Its elegant fabric exuded his skin, adding a touch of sophistication to his overall body built. Paired with the suit, Ethan wore polished black leather shoes that gleamed under the soft lighting

When we got back, Eve and Kyla were waiting in the foyer and I was promptly whisked away from Liam, I smiled at his pouty face as I was dragged forcably away from him to the seamstress, who is doing the final alterations of my dress. When I return to my room, I find a note with a dozen red roses sitting on my table, I pick up the note and read it, "my Queen, please honor me with a moonlight swim. I will pick you up promptly at 6pm, wear what is in the box! Your King." My eyes round the room and a box sits on the window seat with a huge pink bow wrapped around it. I open it and pull at the tissue paper to find a skimpy little bikini, I drop it and shake my head, "oh hell no, what is he th

She was wrapped in something before she could take her eyes off the sky. Huh? A cape wrapped around her body and strong, firm arms lifted her. Keanna saw the wonder of those arms and inhaled a sharp breath. “…Prince?” Jet black hair that resembled the night sky, high-bridged nose and a sharp jawline. He had black eyes that were similar to his hair. The man towered over the other men and was probably taller than Keanna by two heads. “You will remain in the harem as usual.” The nausea that she’d been suppressing surged. She struggled in his arms to get away so she didn’t vomit on him, but he didn’t budge. She could no longer keep it in and threw upon his shoulder, she quivered when she realize

They helped themselves to the refreshments and chatted together renewing friendships their voices getting louder as they imbibed the copious amounts of free alcohol on offer. In the Pack House Katya and Lucas were getting ready, well Lucas, was dressed in his immaculate black Armani suit with a crisp white shirt that was straining across his muscular chest. He completed the outfit with a silver tie and handkerchief the same colour as Katya’s dress. He looked every inch the King he was about to become. Katya was having a panic attack, she was running around in her underwear searching for shoes and earrings and a dozen or so other essential ‘missing’ items, ‘I can’t do this Lucas. I’m not a Qu

His heart made a beat as he recalled the feel of her lips on his, and the sound of her voice when she said majesty, he could sense the sadness on it. Nonetheless, he shifted his mind away, wanting to face the work ahead of him, today he wanted to reveal the state of the community business, how ministers of accounting and finance had embezzled the profit. As he soaked, his seamstress reentered the room with his royal robe. The robe was made of the finest silk and embroidered with gold thread. It was a deep crimson color, the color of royalty, and was cut in a way that accentuated the King's broad shoulders and powerful physique.

My eyes landed on the king and princess. I'm telling you it's a requirement to be hot and royal! The king wore some king of royal regalia that was a dark silver. His shirt was burgundy and he wore black accented things like his shoes and tie. His olive skin glowed with the colors. His long, white hair was slicked back, falling down his back in one thick curtain of hair. His eyes weren't as icy as Ismelda's. They held a deeper blue tint to them, but they were no less intense. Ismelda was paler than her father. Her white hair was full, swept to one shoulder in a low ponytail with fanning pieces by her ears. She wore an all silver dress. It looked thin, yet heavy, almost as if it was actually m

The door opened with a groan, and the shadows broke apart as he stepped inside. Edward King. I’d imagined this moment what he’d look like up close, whether his presence would carry the weight of the empire that had stolen so many lives. He was tall, elegant even in the cruel lines of his tailored suit. His hair was dark, flecked with gray, his eyes like shards of black glass. Empty yet calculating. “Ava Carter,” he said, my name rolling off his tongue as though it were a private joke. “The woman who nearly dismantled my plans without even leaving her office.”

Every detail of the outfit was tailored to perfection: the fitted black suit lined with crescent silver embroidery, the heavy alpha medallion resting against my chest, and the sleek crown of authority nestled over my dark, neatly combed hair. I looked like a king. And today, I would act like one. But behind the poised exterior, my blood boiled. Today, that imposter Elsa will finally learn what it means to deceive an Alpha king. The castle would witness the truth. No more charades. No more manipulation. With a sharp breath, I waved the attending maid away. She bowed and left swiftly, the door clicking shut behind her. The silence in the room was brief. Seconds later, the door burst open again

"BREAKING NEWS! January 3, 2025: A £5,000,000 ($6,100,000 USD) 20-carat black diamond, The KSI Eclipse, was stolen from KSI Headquarters in London. Authorities are searching for possible suspects and urge witnesses to contact them with information." Stan grinned while listening to the news on the large TV in the living room. “Center of attention, aren’t we? You’re all over the news.” He beamed at the guy holding a pistol in his right hand and a rug in his left, cleaning it spotless.

“Your Highnesses! Your Highnesses!” Kenneth pulls away to see a messenger racing up to us. “What news, messenger?” Kenneth asks him. “It’s King Emmanuel, sir! He got an egg! He got a blue egg!” All the happiness I was just feeling from my invigorating run disappears. Another royal found and stole an egg. Now, I have to figure out how to get into King Emmanuel’s castle, find the egg, and get it out of there without anyone realizing what I’ve done.