Ethan Kingsley Novels & Stories

A man walked by his side, and I assumed that it was his father, Elijah, approached us, and looking at Katerina he froze for a second before shaking his head, snapping himself out of whatever daze he fell into. “Alpha Domenico” he said, looking at the Lycan who smiled. “Elijah, it is nice seeing you here” “I am part of the city’s businessmen, it is only right to attend such social events” he said, smiling at him before turning to face Katerina and I “my apologies for my rudeness. I’m Elijah Grimaldi, and this is my wife, Sophia Grimaldi”

King. "My name is Sofia Jones and I am seventeen years old. I love to sing and dance," I said "And have you met your Mate or beloved, Ms. Jones," Mr. King asked "I am her mate," Ethan growled. "Oh, soon-to-be Alpha Ethan. I heard you found your mate. You are one lucky man. She is very beautiful and smart from what I have learned from her grades. You know I overheard that your Beta's daughter was your mate. I guess that wasn't true," Mr. King said

Anna and Sarah move around us, arranging us into smart lines as we await the arrival of the two Kings. Immediately, their entourage of cars pulls up in front of the pack house, everybody suddenly stands up straighter. There is a hush in the air as all the talking stills because everyone can feel the power in the air. From an all black SUV, King Ethan steps out as the door is pulled open for him, and the other door of the SUV is pulled open for King Arnold as he too steps out of the car.

With a flick of his wrist, Austin tossed Simon to the ground. Looking at Ethan, who now resembled a furious lion, Austin couldn't help but curl his lips into a smirk. "I didn't expect the infamous underground king of Eastbrook to be so young." Ethan appeared to be only around 30 years old. Despite his title as the underground king, he didn't have the rough, thuggish demeanor one might expect. Instead, he had a rather refined appearance. "Mr. Brook..." Simon whimpered, trying to crawl toward Ethan, his face caked with dried blood, making his situation even more pitiful.

He knew I could kill him right now, he knew he was at my mercy for he wasn't scared. "Do you think I am like him, Kingsley? Do you really think you can scare me with those punches and kicks? For the first time in my life, I have met someone as strong as me. Someone who can compete with me. We were met on a wrong time, Kingsley. I would have really loved your valor, your courage if you wouldn't have been behind my woman—" Ethan started, and I cut him off with a painful punch. He hissed, laughing loudly, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his palm.

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

She furrowed her eyebrows as she walked away back to her room. I tilted my lips as I watched her return to her room. "Don't be so confident of yourself, Rex!" Ethan turned to me. "I think you shouldn't underestimate Kingsley now. He's not the Kingsley you left in Cleveland for almost two months, I bet he has something going on." Ethan mumbled as he forced out a smile. I forced out a broad smile too as I looked at him. "You'll leave that to me, okay?" I said as I returned back to my room.

"I live in a very tall building. No dragons, unfortunately." "That's sad. Every kingdom should have dragons." Ethan's hands started gesturing. "Big ones! With fire! And they could protect the castle from bad guys!" "That would be useful." Alexander's lips twitched. Almost a smile. "What's your name?" "Ethan! I'm four and three quarters!" He held up fingers to demonstrate. "What's your name?" "Alexander Knight." "That's a big name. Like for a king!" Ethan bounced on his toes. "Can I visit your kingdom? I've never been in a really tall building before! Is it taller than the trees? Taller than the sky?"

Show off my beauty to their guest like Irina would do? The Prince flashes a wide smile after looking in my direction. He leaves my mates and makes his way to me. Princess Eva returns his smile and extends her hand after he halts in front of us. He shakes her hand without looking at her. "M'lady, you must be the goddess of beauty. Not even the Alpha Kings would be deserving of an heir with your eyes," he praises and slightly bows his head in front of me. "I am Prince Ethan of Shadowmoon Kingdom." "Glad to meet you. Your sense of kindness is impressive," I say.

Stanley West, whose family ran the powerhouse West Energy Group nationwide, six-foot-three, built like a tank, and a straight-up player through and through. Carson Powell, golden boy of a top-tier auto empire, six-foot-three, mixed-race features, steady as they come. When Ethan stepped into view. Kevin shot up from the sofa like a rocket, lunging over to grab his face. "Whoa, you're actually alive? Let me check if this is some plastic surgery imposter." Ethan's brow furrowed, and he snapped Kevin's wrist in a lock, twisting it back hard enough to nearly slam him into the coffee table.