Kingsley Novels & Stories

Xoxo Nyx I know what you must be thinking. Why? Why would you, retired veteran and practical shut in, Kinsley Nyx Knight, be hiding behind a hedge too tall in a skirt too small? Donned in a jacket that has too many wrappy straps to know what to do with? Let alone one in front of a conglomerate that can get you black listed from every decent job in this city? Nicky. That’s right. You guessed it. Just like everything else that has gone wrong since I got back to Haven, this is all my orphan brother Roman Nikolai Cross’ fault!

“You’ll draw attention. You can’t be seen here, not in this state.” Kingsley dragged his hands through his hair, pacing once before exhaling sharply. His chest rose and fell rapidly. “Fine,” he muttered, half to himself. Vince handed him a cap and a mask, his eyes full of worry. “Just keep your head down, sir.” Kingsley didn’t answer. He adjusted the mask and pushed through the hospital doors, the smell of disinfectant and distant beeping machines hitting him all at once. He walked straight to the front desk, his steps unsteady. “Someone named Luna Voss,” he said, his tone barely steady. “She was brought in not long ago.”

Surrounded by 4 other guys who escorted me here, and in front of him stood the owner of Fight Club where I work as a fighter. "Welcome! Xavier, right?" The big boss gestured to me to take a drink which I denied. The fact he knows my name doesn't fancy me, obviously, he must have known my data. "And I'm still wondering who you could be?" I mused, causing the owner of the club's eyes to shoot out of his sockets. The man laughed, before introducing himself. "I'm Kyle. The right-hand man of the Kings." Okay. That explains all this black clothing and shady acts. Kings are the most dangerous gang who almost runs more than 3 halves of the city. Nobody dares to cross them or ends up losing their liv

I asked, moving closer to her. "It's not Dave any longer." she whispered softly. I sighed heavily, pulling the pillows away and cupping her cheeks with my both hands. "Look at me, Kingsley is far way older you know?" "You are still in high school, and Kingsley is in his Third year in the University," "Don't get yourself hurt baby." "I know that mummy, but I can't help my feelings." I smiled widely, my little princess was already crushing on someone. Kingsley a responsible guy studying mechanical engineering in one of the most popular universities in Nigeria is a very tight friend with my sons.

Even though it wasn't quite true but close enough. "Its just a myth. The heathen deosnt exist, if it did the kings would of killed it by now." Argued mark "Kings? Dont you mean king?" asked tammy, I raised my brow at her question. Most kids get taught all about the kingdom and the kings in school before they are shipped to a pet shop or a blood bank.

He signs off with his initials JN. Kingsley Void: A wealthy pureblood who is related to royalty. His parents kept him shut in most his life until their last breath. He doesn't get out much and shared letters with Lyle over knowledge he had about the vampire resistance. When he first meets Lyle face to face they're shocked by each other's resemblance, discovering they're twins. He bestows a rare werebear to Lyle as well, he paid 25 grand for her in an auction. This shows he has money to burn for even strangers. He signs letters with KV.