Kingsley Tealeaf Novels & Stories

Tessa was seated in her office when someone knocked at the door, making her look up at it. “Come in,” she called out. Her eyes widened when a man she wasn't expecting walked into the office. “What can I do for you, Mr Kingsley?” She asked with furrowed eyebrows while giving him a questioning look. “Aren't you going to ask me to take a seat?” David Kingsley said with a smile on his face. He had a large bouquet of red roses in his hands. He was in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and black pants.

The only reason I’ve gotten through this is because of a heel salve one of the Silent’s was kind enough to lend me. “Most of the time. Unless it’s an emergency. And I wouldn’t call it special. It’s just isolated. How I like it,” Kael tells me, pulling a tree branch out of my way. I step under it, smiling at him gratefully. He looks so handsome today under the setting sun. His skin is vibrant and flawless, shadows and colours mixing together across his features. I quickly look away before I look too deeply into his eyes to notice how the darkness of them seems so much lighter here.

"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.

Kingsley had amber eyes just like Queen Elizabeth, and with that flaw covered with a contact, you might mistake one for the other. "Your name is Kelly Pitt," Kingsley asked her. She nodded with a shy smile. Kelly, shy? Wow. "Why does it not suit me?" He pulled some of her hair back and then looked straight into her eyes. "It is a beautiful name for a beautiful woman. My name is Kingsley Maynard. I am not adopted if you are wondering that because of our different behavior, that asshole has always been like that since he was born."

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

Chapter 04 ~~~Same Day~~~ Kingsley’s eyes couldn’t move away from the disaster standing before him. Was she stalking me? he thought, disbelief flashing across his sharp features. “What are you doing here?” His tone rose, cutting through the air like ice. Tessa folded her arms. “Obviously not stalking you. I told you, I’m not one of your crazy fans.” “Daddy, do you know her?” Luna asked innocently. Kingsley cleared his throat, forcing his expression to soften for his daughter.

She slipped into The soft cream coloured dress he’d laid out for her earlier-a simple shift,clinched at the waist, with delicate lace at the sleeves. When she opened the door, Kingsley stood waiting. And for a moment, he looked like he’d stepped straight out of an old novel. No blazer, just a crisp white shirt rolled at the sleeves, Charcoal trousers, and bare feet against the hardwood floor. His hair was slightly tousled like he'd run his fingers through it a few too many times. His gaze swept over her—not in lust, but in awe. His voice dropped to a soft, warm register.

The car was expensive, yet she messed it up with her soaked clothes. Kylan didn’t respond, instead, he slid Ava’s bag from her shoulder and took off his jacket before draping it over her shoulders. Surprisingly, the inside of his jacket wasn’t soaked, probably because he hadn’t been in the rain for long like her. It was actually warm, and it smelled like him. Ava had to resist the urge to sniff the jacket, her heart racing in her chest. Was this a dream? Kylan Kingsley was known as the ruler of the business world. A young entrepreneur who took over as the CEO of the Kingsley group at the young age of twenty-two. He was the type of man you could only get to see on TV, business or gossip magaz