Kingsman Comic Book Novels & Stories

He could not, and would not, leave a single flank exposed. Because right now, the King was bleeding. His navy suit was gone, replaced by a dark tactical shirt. His steel-blue eyes were dead, devoid of any humanity, staring at the phone in his hand like a man waiting for his own execution. He was ready to burn the entire city to the ground, to wage a war that would drag every syndicate into the abyss, just to find the woman who had stolen his cold, ruthless heart. Suddenly, the encrypted military tablet held by Cain in the front seat let out a violent, high-pitched ping.

Sink or swim, little bird. The doors swung open, and four men in sharp, European-cut suits entered, the Kingsman representatives. They were seasoned, weary, and clearly unimpressed by the presence of a new assistant and a boyfriend who seemed more interested in his reflection in the window than the balance sheets. “Let’s begin,” Killian rumbled.

In the west wing, Rowan leaned against his balcony railing, a glass of wine in hand, listening to reports from his spies. “The king has made his choice public,” one spy said. “The mating bite is visible. The bond is sealed.” Rowan smiled, slow and dangerous. “Good,” he murmured. “Let the cracks widen. When the kingdom begins to fracture, the little omega will need someone who can truly protect him.” He raised his glass toward the royal tower. “Enjoy your night, brother. It may be one of your last peaceful ones.” Far below in the Silverpine Forest, hidden among ancient ruins, figures in dark cloaks gathered around a fire. One of them held a banner stitched with an old royal crest — the symbol

"My name is Beta Jax Clyde. I am the King's right hand." "It's nice to meet you, sir," she said as she finally dragged her eyes up, in awe of his beauty as well. While she had been distracted by the King as soon as she walked in, the Beta blocking her view of him forced her to take in how attractive he is. She didn't even realize that she was still holding his hand, though no longer shaking it, until the King let out a soft growl. Beta Jax cleared his throat, turning to gesture to the man, who was now sitting rigid in his chair. "This is the Lycan King, Alpha Kenzo."

“Come on Lazarus, lets get you back to the house.” Lazarus shrugged the Kings hand off never leaving his gaze where his daughters walked. He craved to just hold his baby girls now knowing the truth. He heard his Babys bashing this so called boss down the hallway. Five years, five years and it felt like eternity. The King put his hand back on his shoulders, Lazarus turned around and snarled at him. Raja walked up and pulled Lazarus away from the King. Cassius and Byron stepped up close to Zephyr.

The Cardinal will have our heads if the attempt on the king’s life fails. The king of Utrif. This is interesting. I am not supposed to hear their conversation. Threads connect only among marked pack members and only they can converse through them. But I am an exception. I always have been. The Cardinal never did tell me how I was privy to every thread there was but he sure made use of it. A lot. “It is someone whose blood you will relish in spilling,” the rogue beta says. I make a face. You will relish in spilling his blood, the words sting. I don’t. I didn’t. I never will. I look down at my watch. One hour before my plane leaves. "I refuse."

ALANA’S POV For one, I definitely did not have a weak wolf, and even though his wolf was stronger than mine by an arm’s length, I could still put up a fight with him. Most of time when Lucian was too busy for me, I was usually at the training fields with Caleb. He was a Gamma and third in command to the Alpha, Lucian, and was my best friend, the only one who had ever stood up for me all through. Right from when it was Lucian, me, him and Diana, he’s always been my anchor, and I wouldn’t replace him for anyone else in the world.

When they got closer, Romaine stumbled into his side hard and burst out giggling, her hands digging into his shirt as Kingston held her up and forced a smile to his lips. “Hey, man! Yeah… You, dude… Hey!” The men in suits standing near moved to block Kingston and Romaine from getting any closer. “Easy, dudes, I just want to see my friend Morpheus here… Hey, Morpheus! What’s up, man! I need a favor, bro!” Morpheus’s narrowed gaze landed on Kingston, and he sneered hungrily when he turned to Romaine. Kingston nearly forgot what they were doing and rushed forward to deck the guy.

Purity them replied causing both brothers to give each other looks. “So why are you interested in them?” Marcus then decided to ask her while sitting in the back sit. “Why should i not be? In America we don’t have a royal family so it’s sort of exciting to me that here in Netherlands they actually do that and have actual Kings, Queens and princes. I mostly see them on TV so wonder how they are like in real life.” Purity then replied both boys unaware of how they both sighed in relief when they realized she did not know the real truth.

But she was more astonished to see the other two men and one of them look, a foreigner. Mr Verma introduced his wife to Azlan and Daniel who merely nodded. "Actually, Mr Kings came here for a specific task. He belongs to the Royal family there in New york. You must have heard about Him in his business world and on international TV channels." Adhyunt said. With the speed of an arrow, Mr Verma recalled the memory when he used to watch and read business-related magazines including about the "Auracious Regal Kings". But the couple thought that why this Majestic King came here personally to their home.