Novel & Cerita Freddie Kingsley

"You have always been grandfather's favorite, bro. What could I have said? Pretty sure he would have cut me off along with you, which well...mama would have my fucking head. You know, she tells us to stay out of the main family's shit. Fuck!" Asher glared at him for the longest time before he finally looked away. Kingsley was the first son of their Aunt Helena, and perhaps he was one of the few people Asher could call a friend. Perhaps not. If the guy found out Asher was no longer an Alpha and might probably lose his position as heir...Kingsley might not be as friendly.

Damon grabs his keys, and his hand brushes mine as we head toward the door together. He doesn't say anything. He doesn't have to. We step out into the hallway, and there is Kingsley, slouched on the couch like the building owner that he is. Coffee in one hand, sunglasses pushed into his wild curls. “My favourite people in the whole world,” he announces with a grin. “Good morning, Kingsley,” I say, smiling. “Good morning, beautiful,” he says, with that same unbothered charm that probably gets him into more trouble than it gets him out of.

The room falls silent again, broken only by the soft click of her jewelry and the faint tapping of my thumb against my screen. Kristian is opening K.Y. Grande tonight—his newest luxury club and the most anticipated grand opening of the year. Half the city's elite will be there, and everyone would actually expect to see the same thing—the Dunes Boss, arriving with his fiancée on his arm. Instead, I've chosen Rosella, though I still can't explain why. I slip my phone back into my pocket, hoping Zee has already delivered my orders to Rosella. By now, she should be half ready.

"Eli! Wait up!" I turned to see Petra jogging toward me. She was one of the few people I’d met during orientation who didn't make me want to roll my eyes, and she was a theater major with bright purple streaks in her hair and a personality that was way too bubbly for nine in the morning. "Did you actually just do that?" she asked, catching her breath as she reached me. "Do what?" I asked, starting to walk toward the dining hall. "You sat in Cain Calloway’s chair, Eli. People have seriously been kicked out of the program for less. Okay, that’s a lie, but still. You basically told the king of the school to kick rocks. Do you even know who they are?"

He signs off with his initials JN. Kingsley Void: A wealthy pureblood who is related to royalty. His parents kept him shut in most his life until their last breath. He doesn't get out much and shared letters with Lyle over knowledge he had about the vampire resistance. When he first meets Lyle face to face they're shocked by each other's resemblance, discovering they're twins. He bestows a rare werebear to Lyle as well, he paid 25 grand for her in an auction. This shows he has money to burn for even strangers. He signs letters with KV.

It was too quiet for my liking. Sol would definitely prefer it this way. That’s why my babbo wanted him to lead the family. Babbo was named the Mafia King. Sol took over when he died and now… there’s me. A woman who is leading one of the world’s biggest mafia. After making people know that the king was actually a queen, I thought for sure someone would dare come after me. Perhaps I have instilled fear too much after wiping out those scums. “What’s with that sigh, Cara?”

Sunday had told her that Fasting was a lunatic, but she wasn't sure just how much of a lunatic he really was, seeing him now, she knew she had to be very careful, otherwise he might end up shooting her for no reason. Alice watched Fasting walk up to her and then he squatted in front of her, he looked at her carefully and then reached out his hand, but as soon as he did, she flinched and pulled away from him. " I'm sorry, " he said, no one wants to be touched by a total stranger " he continued, " where are my manners, hello, " he said, extending one arm, " I'm Kingsley " he continued, but Alice only stared at his outstretched hand, without saying a word, " oh ! " he exclaimed, and hit his he

Seeing that he was really sitting on the horse's back, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and show a smile for the rest of his life. Terrible, almost thought he would fall to death, and thisMr. King is a psychopath, a big pervert and a bad thing. An Taotao turned to seeMr. King's expression. He was almost angry. This guy is still laughing. How bad and abnormal he is.

That will only make him more off limits and I like that. A few minutes later, the game starts and as soon as I step out onto the field next to all my teammates, my eyes move and find Kingsley surrounded by his dance team. He's wearing a new uniform that I haven't seen him wear before. It's little red shorts and a long sleeved black shirt. His white hair stands out like a light among everyone. He’s seriously the most striking person that... "Hey!" someone complains when he almost trips because of me, "Pay attention, Taffy."

Freddy finalized, finishing up the contents inside his cup. “So why are you here Freddy, don’t tell me you came here to find a woman for balls scratching,” Fisher teased, he was really grateful that Freddy agreed to the deal, Freddy was a hard nut to crack. At least he got to go in twice, he’d make both special. “Someone is trying to kill one of my guys; Simon King, and I’m guessing that person is you?” “Wait, what?”....