Freddie Kingsley Novels & Stories

He cried out in agony and gripped his arm, but he couldn't even move. Lincoln lifted the sword and was about using it on him when he suddenly yelled: "I work for King Thaddeus!" What?? Lincoln paused a little. King Thaddeus?? He looked at the man who was panting heavily. "And how does he get his information?" He asked. "Who reveals things to him?" He lifted the sword again, but the man was too scared to let him hit him. "The Princess' best friend!" He yelled. "Sa...Sally!!"

He took it and shook it. Kai snickered, "How formal and proper." I glared at him then hit his shoulder. Thomas chuckled, "I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I am told I sometimes am too blunt. Anyway, it's no secret, what the kings did to you," he spoke, instantly making my cheeks heat up, "And I just want to say that since your a friend of Kai's, I am a friend of yours. Since I do not believe in oppression of the weak and that we should help the lesser, if you ever need me to help beat someone up for you, I'd gladly do so."

I asked, moving closer to her. "It's not Dave any longer." she whispered softly. I sighed heavily, pulling the pillows away and cupping her cheeks with my both hands. "Look at me, Kingsley is far way older you know?" "You are still in high school, and Kingsley is in his Third year in the University," "Don't get yourself hurt baby." "I know that mummy, but I can't help my feelings." I smiled widely, my little princess was already crushing on someone. Kingsley a responsible guy studying mechanical engineering in one of the most popular universities in Nigeria is a very tight friend with my sons.

Richard Kingsley, Marketing Director of Kingsley Group. "Are you from the Kingsley family?" Maia could not help but glance at him. Kingsley was one of the Big Four Families. The man's eyes twinkled, and he nodded continuously. "Yes, the current head of the Kingsley Family and my father are cousins. I know that you are now Cedrick's fiancee, but I have no ill intentions. I just hope to be friends." "I will keep the business card," said Maia with a smile, but she actually did not take him to heart at all.

Jason's gaze travelled over Claude's clothing, a tiny scowl on his face, but he remained silent in front of everyone. With a sigh of relief, Claude exhaled deeply. Jason isn't generally a good manager, so the fact that he hasn't publicly chastised Claude suggests he's had a lucky day. Jason gave him the moniker "Jamie." A male model may or may not wear underwear, but he must have a moniker so that others will notice that he is not average.

"Sadie, I heard that Pryor kid you used to work for went completely under?" Sadie's smile froze for a second before she recovered, plastering on an even sweeter one. "Oh, Mr. Kingsley, don't bring up that loser. I'm clean now, waiting for a real gentleman like you to take me under your wing."

Most kids get taught all about the kingdom and the kings in school before they are shipped to a pet shop or a blood bank. "No, the ruler of the vampires and shapeshifters are twin kings. Both born hybrid both vampire and wolf. Well technically they arent the kings yet since they havent found their mates yet but they run pretty much everything. The twin kings are the strong hybrids I'm the kingdom" Said reese to tammy then look back at mark. "The heathen is the ultimate hybrid with all their strength and none of there weakness, there is no way a common hybrid could kill it even if they were the kings" Snapped reese.

Thankfully, his mother came to his aid. "Mr. Wright!" Tonet called, rushing towards Kyle. She said, "Mr. Wright, My name is Tonet King, and this is my son, Fredrick King, the CEO of the King's Enterprises. Welcome to our anniversary party! Let me call the cloakroom attendant, a food attendant, and a cleaner for you -" "What?" Kyle responded with visible shock. Fredrick expected an apology, but instead, Kyle scanned him from head to toe. Leaning towards his wife, he noted, "His clothes are luxurious, right, Beautiful?"

I screamed his name, but the sound was trapped in my throat. Uncle Kingsley stood behind me. The legendary billionaire, the man who could buy entire countries and crash the stock market with a single phone call, looked helpless. His billions of dollars, his royal connections, his endless power, none of it mattered. Death didn't care about money. Death didn't take bribes. Kingsley kicked a metal trash can. It crashed loudly against the white wall. "Dammit!" Kingsley cursed, rubbing his jaw harshly. He let out a dark, frustrated breath. "Looks like we only have that piece of garbage left."

The others were stunned, but later, they also fell amused. Jules cleared his throat, saying, “I’m sorry, that’s not what I meant—” “Oh, I know what you mean,” Freya cut him off. “Don’t worry. I’m not after his money. Again, my name is Freya King. I am the CEO of ADLEY & Co. The brand has been around for more than three decades. It was actually founded by my parents.” “If you check the company profile, you can find my picture there,” Freya added. “Kenneth and I have known each other, like, forever. If I were after his money, I would have gone after him maybe a decade ago.”