Christina Knight Nike Novels & Stories

Danika Williams After a long day at work, I took a shower and was ready to sit down in front of the television, drink wine and fall asleep on the couch as I was still too afraid to sleep in my bedroom alone. But when I step out, I see that annoyingly handsome devil, with his plain white t-shirt hugging his muscular back, all in the right places, cooking something in the kitchen which makes me remember the chat I had with another model, Kylie. She asked me if Jake Carson was single or not, and if he was, would I mind setting him up with her as she had a brief chat with him today, he was very funny and a complete gentleman. Initially, I hated the plan but then I thought it was perfect, maybe I

she replied as a broad smile spread across her face. I couldn’t help but laugh. “What did you ask her?” “I asked her if she liked the show,” Lance said, gesturing toward the television. Then, he lowered his voice conspiratorially. “She said that she likes the way that the knights and ladies are dressed … very elegant.” I stood back and listened, surprised by their exchange. “Her name is Christina.” Lance nodded then turned his attention back to her. “Ti piace?” Christina asked as a broad smile spread across her face. She was only eighteen … too young to be dealing with this disease.

Watching the car wheel stop at the traffic light. “You good, Rory?” Nicholas’s voice pulled him back. “Yeah… splendid.” Looking back at his phone, photos of Christine Hewitt stared back at him. She was as beautiful as beautiful could be. But she was not what he had expected her to be; that is for sure. Christine, or Christy, was an albino lady. And a very popular social media influencer. According to Wiki, she got her fame from her rare albino looks. With her very whitish hair and pinkish eyes.

She tore her eyes from him and tried to move away, but Christian trapped her between him and the door. “WHAT!! What do you want to know, Christian Knight?” Mishka shrieked, losing her patience and Christian grinned, staring into her eyes. “You look sexy when you take my full name.” He said, leaving her speechless. “Anyway, I know you spent the entire day hanging out with Jake,” Christian added, opening her messy bun, and Mishka’s long, dark brown, wavy hair cascaded down. She was looking smoking hot in her dark blue jeans with a red off-shoulder top and her long hair was the cherry on the top. Christian stared at her beautiful face like he was taking note of her every feature inside his mind

Together, hand in hand, Klaress and I entered the boutique and we were greeted by the designer’s assistant. “Good morning Ma’am, how may I help you?” She said. “Actually we’re here for the fitting, we have a schedule for today. “ Klaress said. “May I know your name, Ma’am?” She said. “Well, my name is Klaress Ledesma but I think the gowns were named under Miss Arielle Villasco.” Klaress said. “I’ll just check your gowns Ma’am.” She said and motioned for us to take a seat.

Victoria walked up to the clerks and gave them a number which they dialed and the result was displayed on the big screen as usual. She smiled slyly as she exchanged eye contact with Vivian who was seething with rage knowing who she was calling. In about a minute of ringing, the call was answered and to everyone’s surprise, the doctor turned out to be Blake Kensington. Even the judge was taken aback but quickly composed herself as they moved past the introduction stage to the questioning stage. “Do you know one Ms. Chloe Knightley?” Was Victoria’s question. “Even if the name Chloe Knightley wasn’t popular enough for being the CEO of Knightley.& and also being a daughter-in-law of the Marlowes

The room seemed to exhale, the tension dissipating as we both grappled with the complexities that bound us to Sebastian and Natalia. The weight of my words settled in the air, and a palpable sense of curiosity enveloped me. I turned to Knight, finding comfort in the familiar contours of his face, and hesitated for a moment before speaking."Knight," I began, my voice softer now, tinged with a genuine curiosity, "can you tell me more about Natalia? What kind of person is she, truly?"Knight met my gaze, his eyes reflecting a mosaic of memories and emotions. He took a moment to collect his thoughts as if carefully selecting the facets of Natalia's character to share."Natalia... she's complex, Sy

Beau points out bluntly, but the King was far convinced. "But she wasn't forced to do it. It was her urge that drove her to touch me like that!" Caius chuckles, unable to hold his thoughts any longer. "This is a major development, Beau! Maybe the next time I provoke her, she'll end up fucking me out of anger." "I don't think..." Beau got silenced halfway from the way he felt the King's dreadful gaze swallow him. "You were saying?" "The Luna is an uptight woman. She doesn’t break rules, so I'm merely trying to point out that it's tricky to keep on approaching her using different ways."

She knew that eventually, he would be back home, she would cherish the memories they had shared and the bond they had formed. She wanted to show him how much she cared for him, and she knew that a simple "thank you" wouldn't be enough. So, she decided to do something bold and unexpected. She went shopping and bought a sexy outfit, something she would never normally wear. She wanted to surprise Delcan and show him how she truly felt. She knew it was a risk, but she was willing to take it. She texted him and told him to come home early. But he tried cause he was busy at work. He had been working late for weeks, and he missed spending time with her. When he walked through the door, he was surpr

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.