Amanda Shaw Knight Novels & Stories

And although it looked like she had a lot to say, she kept it all to herself. Instead, she said, “Calantha… meet Ivy Knight. She’s the daughter of Councilman Leonard Knight. And Kaiden’s choice.” The moment those last words left her mouth, my whole body froze. My chest tightened, and that same hollow feeling returned, ripping open the wound I had been trying so hard to heal. My eyes moved to the lady beside her again before I could stop them. I fought to keep the tears from rising, swallowing hard against the lump in my throat.

“And if he is?” “Then I guess I need to learn to like him. Sunday dinner. Mom’s orders.” By noon, the post hits 100,000 shares and trends on three platforms. Legitimate news outlets pick it up. *“Adrian Knight’s Mystery Woman Identified as Designer Zara Bennett”* *“Knight Corporation CEO Spotted in Romantic Late-Night Office Visit”* *“Is Adrian Knight Finally Settling Down?”* I’m at my studio trying to work when Victor shows up at 2 PM.

This wasn't a punishment; it was her escape. “She possesses an extraordinary beauty,” Sir Braavos remarked, examining the paperwork to seal the agreement. “If I didn’t know she was an Omega, I might have mistaken her for a princess.” “She only possesses such beauty because she comes from us, my lord,” Amanda chimed in, stepping forward with a practiced tilt of her chin. The Kingsguard turned his gaze to Amanda, a cold indifference in his eyes. “Is this your other daughter, then?” Jake laughed nervously. “By her grace and elegance, she is, my lord. But she is not for sale. She is to be wed by the next full moon; her heart belongs to another.”

That made me chuckle again and get a confused look from my brothers, I only shook my head letting them know I will tell them later. She ran towards him making him shift at once and try to block her attack but it was no use. She was too fast and too strong for him to be able to fight back. It was over in minutes his blood dripped down her mouth and she was covered in it over her head, shoulders and front paws. His mate was screaming from feeling him dying, Kenny shifted back and stomped over to her slapping her hard bringing her screaming to a complete stop. She was still fuming and her anger could be felt for miles I was sure, "You sat in that pack house pretending to be this packs Luna, tur

And she took great joy in it. “Come on!” Amanda barked, kicking me in the stomach. The pain barely registered over the burning in my mouth from the wolfsbane. “You’re meant to be getting the great hall prepared for Nicholas’s Luna choosing ceremony. There’s so much to do, and you can’t embarrass me.” “Why would I embarrass you?” I croaked. “You’re not going to become his Luna.” Amanda giggled and crouched down. “Oh, but I am. I will become his Luna. There won’t be anyone to compete with me once I’m done with everyone.”

Cohen evaded the woman’s attack as fast as he could but his speed wasn’t fast enough. “Amanda!” Liam called. “That’s Trinity,” Amanda answered causing everyone to gasp in shock. “The Mother of Dark Magic.”

“This bastard was too busy in enjoying with you that he forgets about his own family. He didn’t even care for his sick wife. If he paid attention to her at the right time and keep his deeds right than toady Amanda would be present among us.” The grandfather’s eyes were wet by the end. His wrinkled face was red in anger. He was hurt and in pain. Pain of loosing his daughter in law who was such a nice soul. Mr. Drake didn’t raise his head and eyes a bit. All the time he kept looking down in shame. He knew that each word said by his father to him was right. Amanda Knight, was a really nice lady who considered her family as her everything. She treated Mr. Dracon with full respect and love. She a

she bowed. "Goodmorning Amanda" Isiah said, "You were looking for me?" Amanda Winfield worked in a different department for the Nest. She was the eyes and ears of Lord Isiah all around Dorne, she had spies all over that told her everything, thats why she knew everything. They even had spies in the villages of Dorne and in the Earth City. Amanda was a young eighteen year old with blonde hair and a cute innocent face. "News My Lord" "I'm all ears" said the Lord.

He was totally focused on the only other person in the room, and for good reason. Amanda Wellington was incredibly pretty. Her perfect silver hair fell in large, soft ringlets around her shoulders, and her long pencil skirt and cashmere top with a boat neck showed off her slim figure. High cheekbones and eyes the color of polished jade gave her a sharp, hawk-like look, which was different from what I would have expected from the Alpha of the most common panther pride in the area. Her thin lips curled into a polite smile. "Nikita Palmer, I think," she said, drawing out the "ah" sounds in my name with her Brahmin accent.

It had to be bad if I was sharing looks with bloody Stephen. ‘I quite like him, actually,’ said Knight, but his eyes kept dipping to Rhiannon and the closed tent. He was as distracted as I was, then. ‘He’s not completely awful,’ I agreed. ‘But, more importantly, buddy, what the hell happened out there?’ Knight considered it before replying. ‘Amelia seems eager to talk. Rhiannon does not.’ He whined. ‘Do you think she hurt her?’ ‘There’s only one way to find out,’ I said slowly, already hating myself for what I was about to do.