Ethan Kingsley Novels & Stories

"You are the primary presenter, Mrs. Kingsley. I am simply sitting at the end of the table as your chief investor." A crisp, rhythmic knock sounded on the heavy mahogany suite door. "Come in, Ethan," Alexander called out, not releasing his hold on Amelia’s waist. Ethan stepped into the room, holding a sleek leather document folder under his arm. He wore his tailored dark charcoal suit, his face calm and composed as always, though his sharp grey eyes moved quickly across the room out of habit. "Good morning, Mr. Kingsley, Mrs. Kingsley," Ethan said, stopping two steps inside the doorway. "The executive transport vehicle is waiting in the underground garage. The London Municipal Trust committe

"Where do I sign the permission slip?" "Auntie, please stop yelling, I already have a headache from the stock market." A new voice chimed in. Ethan Kingston, Raphael’s younger cousin, leaned against the wall a few feet away. He was dressed in a sharp gray suit, lazily scrolling through his phone. He was the VP of Kingston Corporation, and unlike Raphael, Ethan never took life too seriously. "Ethan, stay out of this," Vivian snapped.

“Navia doesn’t like it.” Ethan: “…” Unbelievable. Leonel had practically quit smoking for Navia. Now he was policing everyone else too. At this point, someone should give him an award for exemplary husband behavior and appoint him Kingsley’s anti-smoking ambassador. Speechless, Ethan crushed out the cigarette and sat back down. “So,” he said, “why exactly did you drag me here?” “I think you already know.” “If you don’t say it, how would I know?” “I shouldn’t have to explain.”

"Don't stop. The others." The two men with axes hesitated. They looked at their fallen leader, then at the King. "You’re protecting a boy?" the second man spat. He looked at the bed, then back to Noah. "You’ve been bedding a boy while the North starved? You sick bastard." "I’m the King," Ethan said. He moved like a shadow. One step. Two. He didn't swing. He thrust. The blade went through the man’s throat and out the back of his neck. Ethan kicked the body off his steel. "And you’re a corpse. Who's next?"

"He's the one who convinced me to stop taking my medication, who told me to push away everyone who cared. If anything happens to me—it's because I listened to him instead of my brother." The room erupts in chaos. Gasps, shouting, phones emerging to record. But I'm watching the technical booth, where Ethan is frantically typing. "That's not our feed," he says through my earpiece. "Someone else is broadcasting. I'm trying to trace—" "Don't bother." Adrian Thorne's voice booms through the speakers, and suddenly he's there—standing on the stage as if he materialized from smoke. "You wanted the truth, Mr. Kingsley? There it is. Your sister's last confession. She knew I was killing her, and she wa

I asked looking back at him “ He was sent here as a distraction, and by the way he willingly pledged to us he had no idea. At least I’m hoping that’s the case. This King guy has been out for my pack for a while now. Killing innocent children. You will tell me everything you know about him, down to the very last detail you can think of” he growled making Henry whimper “ It's okay! He will just stop scaring him okay!” I commanded making Alex look at me and nod

They were not even dressed like royals, but the authority in their aura exceeds and radiates so magnificently, demanding everyone around them to submit with great reverence. “My name is Ethan,” the young man started with a voice commanding and self-confident, perfectly demanding respect and obedience to whoever could hear his words. “The one and only son of the King Bimashda.” As Ethan spoke, Lexy chanted some intelligible words, and the people all around the whole open court, only the lycans, pure-blood, and hybrids froze and saw the incident from the past where King Bimashda was tricked into creating a conflict between the witches and the lycans. They all seemed to have witnessed what happ

Elizabeth cried as she struggled to break free. They dragged her out and the queen turned to look at her husband. She felt betrayed. " Did you?" " I was drugged...by her." Spencer said and sat down. " I need to speak with Ethan. I need to know what is going on." Spencer said and the queen walked out. Ethan is a warlock and also a powerful sorcerer and the king's closest friend who stayed in the hills of coastville. " She wants the throne." Ethan said that same day at the palace.

In truth, there were quite a few among them who had the same thought. Just as Faye was about to speak, Zayn stopped her and spoke with a strange expression, “I’m a little curious. According to you, Ethan is a very impressive man, huh? He still hasn’t arrived, yet all of you are competing to lick his boots.” His words made them all stare at him as if he were a fool. Kevin said, “Do you really not know or are you just pretending? Ethan is the heir to the Zeus Group. He is rich, good-looking, and there’s no telling how many women want him. Do you think he’s like you, an ugly man aspiring for someone that he’s not worthy of?”

A man said to his boss. "What happened?" The man said who was sitting in a leather armchair. His voice was calm but very dangerous. "Don't know, sir. He said she is crying continuously. He also said that Kate was with a girl." Raphael said to his boss and he fisted his hands while his face turned harder. He is none other than the top businessman in New York, Ethan King. He is very popular for his cruelty in the business world and no one tries to mess with him except his sole enemy.