Novel Idea Kingston Novels & Stories

“There was no water in my mouth, Kingston. You heard me clear as day.” Kingston's chair scrapes the ground as he flashed to his feet, his fingers pointing at the Detective, “Fuck you! You know what I've done for this stupid town?! I've taken their sorry asses to a height no club in all the towns in this region has reached. I am a fucking legend!” “What you are… is a brat drug addict with deep personality issues,” Burkely responds in a bored tone. “Who the fuck are you to talk to me like that?” Kingston rages, all blustered up with self-righteous indignation.

Her age made him feel aggrieved, he was truly old but since she didn’t complain about it, it mean that she didn’t mind and that was a huge relief. *** In the nation of Kingston there are total of ten first tier cities, twenty second tiers and thirty third tier cities. As for towns and villages, it cannot be counted but one thing for sure is the nation is very prosperous and has always been especially under the management of the monarch. Unlike other nations were there was democracy, Kinston was ruled by a monarch and the people also has the ability to demolish it if the royalty abuses their power. In this nation or rather kingdom, there exists noble families that had been in existence for a

Kingston immediately answered him happily, "My family has been trained in combat for generations. My father is very skilled at fights, and he gained his experience from getting in real fights with others since childhood. Not long after I was born, before I even knew how to walk, he already started to let me do stretches. Later, when I was slightly older, he started teaching me various endurance exercises. Therefore, I have already mastered combating skills since childhood. Mister, I am not trying to boat, but my techniques are truly applicable in actual fights and it's especially useful. Also, with my skill level, I can promise that any average person won't be able to defeat me. With my prot

I smile at him in thanks. "I don't like bringing my car often. Girls like to crowd around it. It's fuckin' annoying." He nods his head back towards the school. I look through the windshield and spot the small group of girls huddling together as they stare at us. Yeah, that would be fucking annoying. Kingston’s house is in the upper part of Bethany, where the rich belong. He lives in a gated community, where the lawns are lush and green, the houses unnecessarily extravagant. I try not to show my awe, or gape at how luxurious everything is.

Meanwhile "KINGSTON CORPORATION" This huge bold name written on the building alone held the power. The dominance this name held was insane. Why not? It is one of the top corporations not only in NYC but all around the world. Anybody's dream work place. The interesting part is that the owner of this Corporation is the youngest billionaire in NYC. He owns tons of hotels, motels, clubs and so many things all over the world. At this young age the power he held was insane. Alexander Kingston, is a 30 years old handsome bachelor. The youngest billionaire of the country . He is known for his manipulative mind and rudeness. Girls are crazy over him. His charisma can't be ignored.

“Move—” Before We Begin A quick note about the werewolves in this story. If you came here expecting strict pack laws, ancient alpha traditions, and characters who behave exactly the way folklore says they should… You may be in the wrong forest. The wolves in this world follow instinct more than tradition. They make questionable decisions. They break rules that probably existed for good reasons. And occasionally they create problems that absolutely no one planned for. So if you catch yourself thinking, “A werewolf would never do that.”

"Boss, Kingston Corporation is a global empire. Raphael Kingston is a genius. Do you honestly think he won't figure out you're lying?" Claire looked down at her desk. "I don't care if he figures it out. If he thinks I'm a liar, he'll start hating me. And right now... him hating me is the safest option we have." --- Across the city, in the dead silence of the penthouse, Raphael Kingston was not resting. He was standing by the massive floor-to-ceiling windows in his dark study, a glass of water in his good hand. He stared out at the city skyline, his jaw clenched so tightly his teeth hurt.

Kingston always had a straight expression on his face so it was hard to figure out what exactly he was thinking but he looked like something was bothering him. “ Yes, the Queen Luna is a beautiful woman. Maybe we should all have dinner together sometimes?” Darryl proposed and the Alpha king nodded agreeing with him. “ Maybe Cassie can even come along,” The king said, his eyes lighting up at the said name. Darryl couldn't mask his confused expression. He only suggested the dinner so they could have a double date with their Queens but the Alpha had gone ahead to mention His Beta's sister. He noticed the look the king shared with the woman at his wedding and he knew something fishy was going on

“No, but I have set my mind from the first time I saw you. I won’t fail, especially since you want to end things with Ethan now. I can’t be more pleased.” “Stan, even after ending everything with Ethan, I don’t think we will be into a relationship.” Constantine grinned and shook his head. “Never say never, darling. You don’t know the future.” “It’s true, but I don’t think we are compatible. I’m only an ordinary librarian while you are a royalty. We don’t live in the same world.” “The same happens between Ethan and you. He is a royalty too, you know. Even he came from the pure royal blood.”

I am no longer November Starkey, the country's sweetheart model. I am November Starkey, Alkhemi's Queen. I can't make stupid decisions when my life and the throne is at stake. I need to be grounded and smart about this. I need to block out my heart and listen to my head. King Sin over King Rome? Is that truly what you want? I ask myself once again. Shakily, I lift my eyes to stare the Lycan King in his green eyes.