Jayden King Novels & Stories

His tattoos and a chain similar to Drake with different pendant was peeking through the shirt. Kaiden layed back on the sofa scrolling through his phone. They were in Hunter's study. "Where is he?" Kaiden asked Drake who sat beside him with a sigh. "Guest room." Hunter turned around and walked towards his desk. He leaned against it and crossed his arms over his chest. Both looked at Kaiden. Kaiden put the phone down and clasped his hands leaning forward. "His name is Neal. Neal Jayden Knight. 24 years old. Veterinarian. Only have mother, no siblings. Single. Lives with his friend Arjun Arthur Harris. They moved to LA four years ago." Kaiden told the details he had received.

JAYDEN FUCK ME JAYDEN BLACK (ML) — 27YRS DIANE PARIS (FL) — 20YRS DIANE~~ I walked into the kitchen, wishing to get distracted from the lull in the front of the restaurant. Luckily, Jaden is already back here washing dishes, so I have someone to talk to.

It was no longer as hoarse as a drake's, but sounded clear and pleasant. That was why she could not recognize his voice in the very beginning. Sydney put her phone back to her ear and said, "Don't call me like that! Who's your sister-in-law?" At the other end of the line, Jayden was having a rest in the changing room after the semi-final. Wearing a loose basketball suit, he was sitting quite relaxed on a long bench. With a towel around his neck, he was wiping away the sweat on his face, his phone in his other hand. His face, which had been young and handsome, was no longer young, but was much more determined now. Of course, the chubby face was almost gone. It already had some sharp edges of

he said under his breath as Jayden took his final breath. He closed his eyes, allowing his tears to fall before pressing his face into Jayden’s chest as a scream of raw agony ripped from his throat. Nurses rushed in, doctors tried to pull him away, but he held on as if letting go would erase the last piece of his heart. Jayden’s body was taken anyway. And Jairo felt a part of him was ripped away. He still had their mom though. He still had Emilia. He still had Luciana as well, but he knew he had to hide her identity once he became King, keeping her far from the shadows of Salvatore.

Just because she agreed to listen to her rant on why she loves her favourite superstar, she's smiling like she passed her examinations with flying colours. Rich people indeed have no real life problems. They are just in their own world. Gemma had concluded so many times. “Kayden Kings is a 23-year-old from New Lando. He became a music sensation at the age of 16, after realising his first hit song "dream" which amassed over 28million streams on the first day, making him the most streamed artist with a debut song and since then, he has been on a roll. Hits after hit, breaking records here and there.” Ava paused to see Gemma, who was paying attention.

I could feel the other’s move closer as well, silently letting me know that they had my back. I had turned the game against him and Rihero knew that. Jayden was a novice and nowhere near ready to take over the kingdom. He wasn’t a warrior or a conqueror; he was brave but caring and kind…sometimes far too kind. He just wanted to be an ordinary man, not a cruel ruler like his father and Rihero knew that. In other words, he was Rihero’s biggest disappointment.

“Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm planning a nice and romantic evening with my wife.” “I hope that the nice and romantic evening will involve you and her and the party tonight because I'm not going,” Jayden told his father. His father knew just how much he hated parties, after all, his hatred had stemmed from Justin's hatred of parties. “Zendaya will be there,” Justin informed his son. “Have a wonderful evening with your wife and greet her on my behalf,” Jayden told his father, and he immediately disconnected the call before his father would taunt him.

"Are you crazy or what?" "You should be thankful that I thought of bringing a dress for you along with your phone. Timothy had told me the situation," He snickered and gave me a plastic bag. "Jayden is the King of Lycans. He will be fine." "Stop crying," He moved closer to me and patted my head. "Do not do that. It only reminds me of him," I cried and pushed his hand away. "You're such a crybaby. Go and change." I went into the bathroom and wore the dress that he brought for me. It wasn't thd nicest color but it was better than wearing... No, nothing could be better than wearing Jayden's shirt.

Jayden got up from the ground and walked out of the house. "Keep an eye on her for me. I will come back after finishing my work." "Yes, boss" His mans covered the area around the house as instructed. Jayden sat in his car and drive off toward the "Royal bank". As prince of one of the royal family, Jayden was known by everyone. When he reached the back. People greeted him. The president of the bank came to meet him and escorted Jayden himself toward the mention locker. "Can you tell me whose account is this? "