Christina Knight Nike Novels & Stories

He looked in the mirror. “I look good,'' he muttered out loud. He spins around in a 360'. He unbuttons 3 top buttons to show his muscular chest. He flexes his pecs and he loves what he sees.. he winks at himself before heading downstairs to wait for the comare. Christina walks down the stairs in a white body hugging dress with a low neckline. It shows off her cleavage just enough. She accessorised with a white pearl necklace and matching studs. And colorless heels adorned her feet. She carried a diamond studded purse. Big enough to fit her mini gold crested pistol. Her curly blonde hair bounced up and down. She looked like a goddess walking on air with her beautiful crimson smile.

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.

Jennifer revealed. “Wait… what? Mishka named everything back to Christian??” Lia knitted her brows and looked at Jennifer for an explanation. “What do you mean?” “Yeah, that bastard Knight named everything to Mishka. That bloody beggar became one of the richest women of London overnight.” Jennifer snarled, her eyes spitting fire while Lia gripped the spoon to suppress her anger.

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.

“What do you mean?” She glances toward the hot tub, where the others’ laughter echoes off marble walls. The sound feels jarring now, false. When she speaks again, her voice is so low I have to lean in to hear. “Last year, Haden kicked Christana so hard he broke her ribs. She was hospitalized for a week.” The words fall between us like stones in still water. “And Nana?” She nods toward Kane’s wife. “As modest as she dresses, it’s not really by choice. You can’t afford to dress any other way when you have something to hide.”

Noah let out a grunt, trying to control his anger and Knight nodded. He couldn't help but wonder if that was actually his friend or an enemy. “What information do you have so far? I'm talking about Charlotte.” Noah questioned, shifting the topic. “Charlotte? Is that her name? Well, I haven't found anything about her. She's not registered any where.” Knight answered, taking his words slowly as he was getting nervous. He knew he was doing nothing but getting Noah even angrier. “Knight, I'm going to give you just one more chance to find her, you have only a week to track her down, or I'll fire you.” Noah was calm.

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

Her eyes were tired but sharp. “Well, look who it is,” Christina said. “The grieving sister.” Katherina’s jaw tightened. “You don’t have to go through with this,” she said. “There’s still time. We can talk, make a deal. I can give you whatever you want.” Christina let out a dry laugh. “Oh really? You mean pretend like I saw nothing and stay broke forever? No thanks. I’ve been quiet long enough, protecting your family’s secrets. I might be a small reporter now, but after I leak this story, I’ll make it on my own without being anyone’s puppet.”