Amanda Shaw Knight Novels & Stories

“You settled for this? She casted her a disgusted glance. I was about to retort, but Dahlia's finger slipped into mine, a look of surprise flashed my face and I turned to look at her. “What is she up to now?” “Hello, Mrs. Knight. I'm Dahlia Knight. We're both Mrs. Knights now,” Dahlia made a lame joke and laughed to herself. Sheila seemed taken aback. “What a joke. You really call yourself a Knight? You, a mere divorcee?” She gave her a dirty look. “I did hear you came from nothing as well. What was it you wrote in your biography years ago? You came from the slums….”

She'd know that there was something on my mind, so there was no point trying to keep it from her. Amanda was an impressive woman in every way. She was an amazing mom, a successful lawyer, and at age 35, still incredibly youthful and radiant. She was about 5'7'' - a good five inches taller than Serena - with an olive complexion and long curly brown hair. She was not nearly as curvy as Serena, but she was slender and athletic and very beautiful, just in a more conventional sort of way. And at that moment, as she stepped onto the deck, sweat glistening on her skin, she looked incredibly hot. I was fired up and anxious to get her alone as soon as possible.

Right now, Sheila was thinking that Amanda could save her, but what if Amanda couldn’t? Miranda thought for a moment. This was the perfect opportunity to make Amanda suffer. The next morning, there was a hot topic on the news. Amanda, Benjamin’s wife, was a famous miracle doctor but refused to save her own niece. Netizen 1: "Mr. Schmidt’s wife is a miracle doctor? Which miracle doctor? I’m also a doctor in the medical field, and aside from Samantha, no one dares to claim they’re a miracle doctor." Netizen 2: "Amanda, you need to know your limits. How can you elevate your status like that and still be worthy of Mr. Schmidt? How dare you call yourself a miracle doctor?"

The first days of the new year carried no celebration for Adrian Knight. The city was alive with fireworks, but in his world, the countdown wasn’t to midnight for new year it was to the boardroom vote that could strip him of everything he’d built...His legacy... Victoria Kane had been relentless. By the time the board convened, half its members were already leaning her way. She walked into the Knight Enterprises headquarters like she owned it, her heels sharp against the marble floors, her smile soft enough to hide the blade beneath. She looked unstoppable

my guard said and I nodded my head at him while staring at my computer. "Matteo, what the hell?" she asked and I looked at her and asked "what?" "the woman you introduced to me today, do you know who she is?" Cara asked and I shook my head. "she is Alexander's Knight wife, brother you got a weak spot on the enemy, " Cara said and reality crashed down on me, how? why when I found hope again it's about to get destroyed, but no, not again, Alexander Knight won't take someone else from me again, Natalie is mine and mine alone.

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

Shayla had the same pale hair, though hers was touched with a hint of blonde. Luna Lilac chuckled, “Sorry, I got carried away. Anastasia, this is my sister, Shayla. Her mate was unable to make it tonight, but he sends his regards.” Knight caught the sparkle in Luna Lilac’s eye and practically bounced in his seat. He looked around the room, then lowered his voice to a dramatic whisper. “He’s here, isn’t he?” Luna Lilac made a show of leaning in, clearly feeding into Knights childish excitement. “He is.”

he continued, “Knight Global has been the target of internal sabotage disguised as loyalty. Strategic leaks. Manipulated partnerships. Deliberate attempts to destabilize this company from within.” Murmurs broke out. Elena stepped forward. “I know,” she said calmly, her voice clear and steady, “because I was one of the intended casualties.” Every eye snapped to her. “In my first life,” she didn’t say but the truth of her words carried just as much weight. Elena met their gazes without fear. “Richard Hale didn’t just attack Knight Global,” she continued. “He destroyed families. He manipulated markets. And he nearly succeeded because too many people underestimated the woman standing beside Alex

In the house that had once felt like a prison but now felt like home. And for the first time in five years, she let herself really feel it. The weight of everything she'd built. Everything she'd become. She wasn't the girl who'd shown up with one suitcase anymore. She was Leighton Hayes Knight. Mother. CEO. Wife. Survivor. She was finally, completely, perfectly home. THE END

Shia screamed on top of her lungs. She tried to pull out her dagger from inside her boots, but it was not there! Shia bitterly remembered that she had left her precious dagger safely underneath her pillow inside his majesty’s tent. She had no choice but to come forward from the bushes unarmed. Praying hard that the sword of the blasted knight would miraculously miss her somehow, she tried to shove the girl’s body away from the attack. The knight, Lord Bragford Fincher, saw her come in haste between him and the servant girl. Their eyes met instantly, and she knew that he remembered him based on how his eyes suddenly widened.