Kingsman Eggsy Suit Novels & Stories

I added with a smug expression. Alyssa turned back to me and whispered. “Oh, by the way, that suit you got for Godfather looked very luxurious. You must have spent a fortune to get that. Girl, it was a f****** Stuart Hughes Diamond Suit… I searched it up and realized that the least suit of that brand is more than $50,000.” I chuckled nervously at her. “Come on, Alyssa, I wouldn’t get a cheap suit for the Lycan King. I went all out for it.”

His normal clothes when he appeared in front of the humans were nothing like the ones he was wearing now . ' This black suit with dark blue gems , is very refreshing ! I suddenly feel very at ease and comfortable . Maybe it's because my mana is mixin with the texture made from the dark silk . The material used for this suit is amazing . I wonder , in which place filled with dark energy , grandfather placed this suit ?! Looking at it . his main function seems to be absorbing power from other resources and giving that power to me . This is quite nice . ' thought Eskylrious with a serious tone . After he finished , Eskylrious went out of his room then headed to stairs to go to the entrance and

She gritted her teeth and said, "Fine. I'll give you what you want this time. But you're a rotten egg if you hold on to that matter." Keegan smiled and said, "Whatever you say." Stella was about to go upstairs with the piece of clothing when Keegan called out to her. "Just change your clothes here." Stella could not believe her ears. Keegan sat on the couch with his legs crossed, his elbows resting on the side as he admired her. He had finished his shower but hadn't changed into his pajamas for some reason. Instead, he wore suit pants and a collared shirt. Earlier, he had even styled his hair while waiting for the royal mantle to arrive. Now, he sat in a poised posture, looking serious and r

With one glance, I knew he was the perfect mark. He exuded power and danger, draped in a suit that whispered wealth—a custom-made masterpiece worth around one-hundred thousand dollars. The Alexander Amosu Vanquish II Bespoke suit fit him perfectly, showing off a lean, muscled build that spoke of both discipline and strength. His hair, thick and dark, was meticulously styled, he likely spent a fortune on maintaining it.

“Pussy cat.” The deep voice startled Pandora. She turned to see Kingston appear, holding a red cloth. But what caught Pandora’s attention most was her husband’s appearance. Kingston was wearing an outfit that made him look like... truly a prince. A thick, form-fitting white fabric—firmly hugging his toned stomach and chest—was paired with long trousers that contrasted sharply with his sexy, bronze skin. Hanging from the front of his outfit was a gold medallion. It glistened just like Kingston’s eyes, which shone with a wild intensity.

Or how much fun I weirdly had sparring with him. ‘Admit it,’ Ava purred. ‘You like him a little.’ “Nope. Just allergic to arrogance,” I muttered, yanking the hoodie off and reaching for the crisp white shirt. ‘Right. And I’m the Queen of MoonCrest.’ I ignored her. The suit was a good fit, surprisingly. Tailored to match my measurements almost perfectly. I turned side to side in the mirror and had to admit, I looked sharp. Dangerous, even. Like I actually belonged in a mafia setting.

“KINGSMAN” “KINGSMAN” “KINGSMAN” Amidst the chants of the crowd, Jack was still able to keep his calm. Holding on to the weapon seen as the weapon of kings, Jack was akin to a war king. It had been so long since he last walked under the banner of his clan. How long had it been since he was last called by the name Kingsman, and not Jack? He looked calm on the outside, but his blood was boiling over. Soon he made his way over to the stage, and once he stood on it, the crowd went silent. He said nothing, nor did he do anything; however, his eyes told them everything. He may be unknown, but he was still a Lion King. His countenance, his aura, his very being was akin to that of the ruler of all b

She took her seat beside me and peered at the box quizzically. "Only one way to find out," I said and lifted the lid. I blinked twice. Why was a black and purple Mandarin suit inside here? The moon emblem that represented our kingdom was weaved onto the breast region and sleeve. "Why is this here?" I asked as I held up the suit. "I think it's for prince Xavier." She said quietly. It was then I remembered that he had requested for a suit to be made for him too. I would have passed this off as a simple mistake but knowing my mother, this was anything but that. After all, had Juliet and the other of Xavier's siblings not requested new clothes too?

Her tein brother Silver was wearing a black suit with silver inner and black shoe, he looked like a prince in his outfit Gold looked at him and asked " do you have to always put the color of our hair on every cloth we wear?" Silver smirked " what? don't you like it?" Gold didn't say any thing again and told them to stat leaving, they both got into their dark blue twenty twenty one toyota camry and drove off. ............................... Damian finished wearing the suit grand ma lait brought for him, the suit was black with black inner and black boe tie, grand ma laite knew how muck Damian loved the black color, if it were another color Damian would never wear it, Damian walked into the h

ELOISE Mr. Suit looked even more stunning than last night, like a knight in shining armor with his angelic face and princely stance. My eyes hurt seeing him shining so brightly, like staring at the sun. His ocean-blue eyes were light and deep, drawing me in and making me want to be lost in them. And there was something about him, an irresistible charm that could make any woman feel butterflies in her stomach and a tingle between her legs. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored gray suit, looking sharp and clean. He had an air of formality that would make anyone think twice before accidentally bumping into him.