Novel & Cerita Kingsman Eggsy Suit

What was that about? I took a deep breath and began gathering my thoughts. "Then, ask me anything you want, Your Majesty." The king's expression softened, and he leaned forward slightly, making the conversation feel more personal. "I have been thinking ever since last night. Your blue eyes, your pale skin, and golden locks... All of those features seemed too uncommon for the people in my kingdom. You can barely see anyone even with lighter hair. And almost everyone's eye colors are dark. But yours... Perhaps... Do you hail from another kingdom? Are you a spy planted here to give away my kingdom's weakness?" King Lucian smirked knowingly, hoping to get the response he wanted from me.

Every detail of the outfit was tailored to perfection: the fitted black suit lined with crescent silver embroidery, the heavy alpha medallion resting against my chest, and the sleek crown of authority nestled over my dark, neatly combed hair. I looked like a king. And today, I would act like one. But behind the poised exterior, my blood boiled. Today, that imposter Elsa will finally learn what it means to deceive an Alpha king. The castle would witness the truth. No more charades. No more manipulation. With a sharp breath, I waved the attending maid away. She bowed and left swiftly, the door clicking shut behind her. The silence in the room was brief. Seconds later, the door burst open again

At the moment, Mia’s heart skipped a beat when the flowers in front of her moved, revealing the presence of the man who had been overturning her life for several days. The man appeared to be the same as before. A black suit glued to his body, with an equally black tie, ink-colored hair, and light-colored eyes. The only difference is that his eye-bags seem hanging, which does not hinder his strikingly gorgeous face. Jaxon locked his focus on Mia, his sweet stare full of emotions poised to erupt.

Grayson whistles, "I didn't know you had that in you," "I guess the few taekwondo classes I had in high school paid," Kian smiles, "What are you doing here?" "I need new suits. You?" "I just needed some stuff," Kian shrugs, "And I'm craving ice cream," he licks the cone slowly to tease Grayson, who's already enjoying the view. "Come with me," "Where?" Kian follows him. "I need some assistance. You have good taste, Kian. You might help me pick a suit,"

The sheer sleeves sparkle subtly beneath the light, and the cascading layers at my hip add movement to the design. It's beautiful. Yet… I don't feel like it’s enhancing my features or looks stunning. Something about it feels empty. My fingers brush against the sleeve. The material is thinner than I expected. A knock sounds at the door. Daisy smiles. "The King is waiting." I grab my clutch and head out. The moment I step into the hallway, I spot Rowan standing near the staircase. My breath catches. His black suit fits him perfectly, embroidered with intricate gold patterns that curl across the fabric like royal vines. The dark colors make his pale skin stand out, while his brown hair is swep

The kings! My gaze made a quick assessment of this very tall man in his mid-twenties cladded in an expensive black business suit. He surely has got very attractive facial features and his ocean-blue eyes suit him. He looked exactly like the powerful Alpha king of some powerful Lycan pack. 'Woh!! Fantastic description. Stop reading novels too much gal.' My Inner Self (IS) mocked. But looks and money can't lure me. I realised I have been staring at him for a minute and quickly tore my gaze away. I released a deep breath. Why! Why does Amy have to send me here? Cakey could have done it better.

They became an unstoppable force, working tirelessly to assist Amelia in every way possible. The Day Ethan and Camila in Ethan's grand mansion get ready for the momentous occasion. They had spent the previous day together, meticulously selecting their attire in preparation for the event. In front of a full-length mirror, Ethan stood tall and confident, clad in a perfectly tailored dark grey suit. The suit showcased his impeccable sense of style, hugging his broad shoulders and accentuating his body. Its elegant fabric exuded his skin, adding a touch of sophistication to his overall body built. Paired with the suit, Ethan wore polished black leather shoes that gleamed under the soft lighting

***** When she got up, she was gasping for breath, she was holding her cheek and she was sweating profusely. "Princess Katsumi is me, Prince Cao is Empaler Aegaeus, and Prince Fiske is Regis Filius Damarion… What happened in my dream?" she asked herself confused.

Samael's role as both king, alpha of all alphas and the one to crown Allistair only heightened the tension. His gaze lingered on Allistair, making it clear that this day held significance for more than just the coronation. Allistair's attire was a bold reflection of his lineage and the weight of the mantle he was about to take on. He wore a double-breasted rose gold suit, the fabric shimmering subtly under the golden light of the grand hall. The intricate rose design embroidered into the lapels symbolized the legacy of the Rosewood Pack, each petal catching the light as if to bloom under the heavy gaze of the onlookers. The suit's elegant cut enhanced his tall, lithe frame, and the rich hue

Those blue eyes are what always kept the girls swooning over him…so, the employees were no exception. What a sinful man! … pleasing to one's eyes… a sight for sore eyes. The moment Kamala entered the company, the noise settled, and all the attention was drawn on him. His hair was dishevelled to the side, the top two buttons of his which stuck to him like a second skin were undone. The sky blue suit did wonders on his body and his thin waist was on display.