Broken Knight Series Novels & Stories

Breaking the Eye wall is now available on Amazon. Com along with the rest of the series. Across the desk and weathering the storm are also there. if you have just joined and read this book or have been here from the beginning it has been a ride to write these three stories. I absolutely did not plan for this or them to be what they turned out to be. Across the desk was supposed to be an erotic book that took a nasty turn and thr Insanity series was born. Max and Deanna have become a major part of me now. They will be back in the next book of the nightmare series.

"What? They moved next door? What kind of scheme are they plotting now?" Noel's irritated voice shot through the speaker of my phone. After I returned back to my apartment, I explained everything to Hazel and called Noel to inform him about them moving into our building. At first, Sam and Aleck moving into our building didn't seem as suspicious as I thought it would be until I related the circumstances around which they'd come here — The killer was on the loose, Noel had been attacked and all of a sudden they appeared infront of the apartment I live in, which is originally Noel's.

then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” “I don’t know that. You say you aren’t going to hurt me, but the way you act sometimes hurts me. One day you treat me like you want me. Then the next you’re telling people I don’t mean anything to you. That we are only friends. I can’t take that. Not from you. I’m already broken, Dmitry. But you the power to shatter me.” His eyebrows wrinkled together. “Dani. For days now, I have been trying to tell you how I feel.”

He didn't even drop to a bent knee before he threw a sealed report onto the mahogany table. Draken rose instantly, his protective wall snapping back into place as he broke the wax seal. As his eyes scanned the parchment, I watched his face turn completely ash-white, the golden glow in his eyes extinguishing into a terrifying, dead void. I stood up beside him, my hand flying to my chest as the bond spiked with panic. “Draken? What happened?” Draken looked up from the paper, his voice sounding like it came from the depths of a grave. “Someone broke into the Blackthorne crypt tonight.”

"As my prince commands. The daughter of the castle was the queen of love and beauty, with four brothers and an uncle to defend her, but all four sons of Harrenhal were defeated on the first day. Their conquerors reigned briefly as champions, until they were vanquished in turn. As it happened, the end of the first day saw the porcupine knight win a place among the champions, and on the morning of the second day the pitchfork knight and the knight of the two towers were victorious as well. But late on the afternoon of that second day, as the shadows grew long, a mystery knight appeared in the lists." Bran nodded sagely. Mystery knights would oft appear at tourneys, with helms concealing their

I couldn't stop thinking about how Jack called me a slut and how Aubrey just completely left me for dead out there. It’s not like any of this was really even my fault. After what felt like hours of more crying, I finally managed to fall asleep. ~3 hours later~ The sound of something banging against my window catches me by surprise, having me immediately jolt awake as fear begins to engulf me. What the fuck was that? I grow still against my sheets as the sound repeats itself, this time sounding more like a sequence of patterns. Is somebody here? Slowly, I make my way over to my window before slowly pushing open my blinds.

I don't want to look, but I probably should so I know what kind of injuries I'm working with. I slowly slide the gown off my shoulders and let it cascade down my body to then land in a heap on the floor. The entire upper half of my body is bruised to all hell along with some cuts here and there. How could I forget that that man broke pretty much half my rib cage. Bastard. Last injury I have to check is my leg, which if I remember correctly was the most gruesome injury. I let out a huge sigh of relief when I notice that it is almost completely healed up. There's still a couple missing pieces, but no more hanging flesh or bleeding so I'm pretty much good as new. My injuries take a back seat to

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She was exhausted constantly, struggling to keep up with academy work while managing bridge responsibilities. Then the second attack came. This one was direct. Luna was walking between classes when reality split open in front of her. Not a Void tear or divine manifestation. A bridge gateway. Through it stepped a young woman, maybe twenty years old, with eyes that shifted colors constantly. "Luna Nightshade," she said coldly. "I am Vera, sworn bridge keeper of the mortal realm. You stand accused of compromising realm security by allying with the Void. You will face judgment." "I'm in the middle of class," Luna said, annoyed. "Can this wait?"