Kingsley Tealeaf Novels & Stories

Ley said, bowing his head to Rex, Teka following suit, Clicks standing rooted in spot, tilting its head at Teka’s bow in confusion, letting out a soft click of its mandible. “If you would please follow me my trouble making possible future leader” Kealy said in a sarcastic tone, heading off towards the palace, Rex close behind her. “So how did you find us?” Rex asked when he had caught up to Kealy. “Quite easily, I followed Ley when he left, I also heard you talking to someone, so I guessed you were up to something and Ley went to save the day, turns out when I saw Ley go into the forest, I was right, you were getting a head start on tomorrows event it seems” Kealy said with a smile.

Don't judge. The 'king' had lifted me up and sat me down on the water bed. I wiggled my bum and smiled lightly. The 'king' was kneeling in front of me inspecting my toe. It feels so good- the bed, of course. Duhh... I still wonder, though, why Kane and Kay called him 'king'. I mean, I'm pretty sure he isn't the king of America, 'cause we don't have a king. Smart, Kasey. Really smart. Maybe he's some kind of leader from a nerd group and they call him 'king'. And that explains the castle? Shit, no. You're right. I'm always right. Shut up, ho.

he says walking backwards towards the door. He waves me goodbye walking out the ballroom leaving me alone, I turn to the window staring out at the raindrops falling from.I wonder where the Alpha, I lived at the hillside pack for a few years and he never missed a day of his work. Part me of hopes his okay, Kyles right I'm too nice.

"I want you to take care of Eden, don't make her sad ever, the girl has gone through a lot in life. I just want her to be happy from now on." "I will do my best to make her happy." Lucas promised Odi. "Good, now go and have a goodnight rest." Lucas stood up, "Good night Odi." he said and left. Lucas went back to bed and joined Ava in bed. Royal Pack of the werewolves Kylian, the King sat on his throne and sipped from a goblet which he held in his hands. One of his servants approached him. "My king." the servant knelt on the floor.

She shook her head, "No stupid, My sister just got marked yesterday, after waiting so long, So we might be pregnant right now. Our babies will be best friends just like we are." I smiled, "Keep your voice down, I might not be pregnant yet." She handed me the glass, "Good that is why I have this, drink it." I smelled the liquid in the glass, "What is it?" "The fertility tea that the queen brought, So drink it and ask me no questions. I took mine after the deed last night." I drank the liquid, then she took the glass back. "Where is Kingsley?" "In the kitchen, I went back to the room to grab the tea for you."

"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.

Intrigued, his gaze searched the room until it landed on a pair of shoes stopping beside him. It was the man who had been with King earlier—his right-hand man. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Raze Alconde,” he said, offering a handshake. Kane accepted it with grace. “Pleasure to meet you, too.” “My boss seems to like your work a lot,” Raze remarked. “I’m an aspiring artist myself. Mind sharing your secret?” His smile was lopsided, his tone friendly. Kane sensed the subtle game at play and responded in kind.

Kingsley's POV "Well, I mean you two look so different." I had just reached the office door when I heard this. Could someone please explain what was happening here? I'd only been gone for a moment, and now my Luna was talking animatedly to someone about her Alpha? Finley's voice rang out, "Kingsley is exceptional. As the eldest son of the Lycan King, he was raised to uphold the highest standards and has never tarnished the Lycan bloodline since becoming the Alpha of his pack. He is well-tempered, patient, and has diligently trained each and every one of the pack, leading the pack to its current state. I won't lie, everyone in the pack trusts him."

“You two can’t go a single call without clashing, can you?” Kingsley and Betsy had always had a love-hate relationship for no reason but I still find it funny. They had never met before but got to know each other through my video and voice call with him. Kingsley is my childhood friend and the heir to his family’s empire—the second-largest after ours and he’s also a subject of endless gossip: ‘cold-hearted,’ ‘heartbreaker,' 'head tuner' and some even calls him a demon in human form

More importantly, who the hell is this man? Sitting there quietly staring right back at him, I don’t say anything because I am afraid what he will do. He cocks his head and looks at me peculiarly before he says, “I don’t know where my manners are today, but I must introduce myself. My name is Alfred Kingsley. I am the mafia king of Calumet City and the surrounding areas. If anyone wants to do business here, they have to go through me and pay handsomely.” He trails off for a moment and looks like he is thinking of something before he continues.