Freddie Kingsley Novels & Stories

The one who wasn’t an omega. “Yes, my lady. It is a great honor,” Flora whispered, her gaze fixed on the floor. Seraphina stepped closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “The King is a very… particular man. He values order and discretion. He does not like… surprises. Or distractions. It would be a shame for a new servant to cause any sort of disruption. To find herself in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Such things can have… unfortunate consequences.”

Alpha Kingsley. Hell no. .

I’m going to take a shower! Freddie: Why? Did we get you hard? Anthony: You wish! I’m washing off your negativity! I shake my head. Anthony is the king of drama. Freddie and Anthony are my only friends, and honestly, I don’t need any more. I’ve known Freddie since elementary school. He’s the only one who’s always been there for me, no matter what was happening at home. He’s a really good guy—genuine and understanding. He’s probably the one I turn to if I need advice about anything. I can have deep conversations with him, and he’s the only person who knows everything that happened in my childhood.

I say now walking around looking at everyone's shocked faces, haha this is fun! "But do you wanna know the main reason I fired them? You all know how Preston the former King, confessed to killing his daughter Matilda, someone witnessed what happened and reported it to the officials, all they did was push it under the carpet and act like nothing happened, they enabled the former King to do all the horrible things he did which you will learn about soon" I say walking over to stand in front of the officials, being this close I could see a few were physically sweating "in that meeting all you did was praise the man and kept repeating that he was a great King, how King Grayson should be more like

Of course, he and King Hedery were good friends since they were a kid, although they have a different status in life, they are still very good friends. Everyone knows Minister Kingsley and King Hedery treated each other as brothers. So, all King Hedery's doing from good to bad, Minister Kingsley is one of the people who accepted it all. The Minister couldn't handle the pain, so he storms out of the room to vent it out somewhere away from Prince Alphonso and Princess Corine's presence. 'Sobs' Princess Corine couldn't care less about her sudden clinginess towards Archduke Ridge. She wraps her hands around the Archduke's neck, weeping as she dugs her head on the crook of his neck.

Freddie asked as he rubbed the part that she hit. "You love food too much" Kathy said. "Is it your food? Aunt Sylvia warn her!" Freddie yelled. "Sorry don't mind her, don't worry I will serve you more that the others" Sylvia said. "Really!!" Freddie beamed and Sylvia nodded. "Thanks aunt Sylvia, I love you" he said and wrapped his hands around her waist since that is where he could reach, Kathy rolled her eyes and walked out of the kitchen. ****THE SITTING ROOM****

king speaks arrogantly and causally and the italian swiftly cuts in shouting " You greedy bastard! How much more money is it going to take to satisfy you? Kingsley turns his face looking with blank expressions and replies. "Until I make more money than yesterday" the TV video paused and fast forward to another scene. "Kingsley is a cruel, selfish and ruthless CEO known among his staffs and workers. A problem brat that will do anything for money" the lawyer slides the video and pressed play. Kingsley his seen with a group of gang holding bats and labour workers kneeling before him pleading in a large factory. The manager speaks.

he mentions, rubbing his neck where the knife was, before nodding at my once wounded shoulder. I blink. "What?" Grey taps his chin, remembering his encounter with this man. "This may not be credible, but the man was drunk off his ass, claiming his friend brought the whole bar drinks because he made so much from that one job. Even I got a-" "Shut up. Get to the point," I growl, as it dawns on me what Tai has done. "He said the King paid his friend to have you shot. He didn't say if he knew why, though," Grey admits, rubbing the back of his neck.

Amelia's POV As the applause following our dance ran out, Adrian guided me toward the edge of the floor, away from the immediate crowd still gathering for the evening's next dance. "I realize," he said, a hint of amusement crossing his features, "that I asked you to dance before properly introducing myself. That was somewhat backward of me." "I'm aware of who you are, Mr. Kingsley." I said. "Kingsley Capital's reputation precedes you considerably." "Adrian." He corrected again, extending his hand this time in a more formal greeting. "And I'd like to properly introduce myself regardless. Adrian Kingsley. Founder and CEO of Kingsley Capital."

He deserves it, as does anyone, male or female, who does the same thing. James gets up and starts walking towards the place where the containment wells are, Victoria and her servants start walking in the other direction, and I sigh and try to get back to my quarters. "My King!" I hear the voice of a man, who is one of my Lords, ruler of the House of Lilies. I turn to look at him, his white hair falling past his shoulders and contrasting against his black skin and navy blue clothes. "Isaac," I say his name and he bows.