Christina Knight Novels & Stories

“I’ll see you later.” I nodded and he went to the stage for his speech. I was listening to Ethan when a girl approached me. “Hey.” She said. “I’m Natalie.” “Oh hi, I’m Abbigayle. You need something?” “Do you like Ethan?” she asked. “No.” I said. “You better not.” She said. “She’s Klaress’s friend.” The other girl beside her said. “Tell me, are you befriending Klaress to get Ethan’s attention?”

Now I would be able to leave the pack. I turned and walked away, returning to my room. The moment I sat on my bed, Christina rushed in. To my shock, she dropped to her knees before me and bowed her head deeply, startling me. I jumped to my feet, shaken to the core. I walked over to her and tried to help her up, but she refused. Instead, she said, “I will kneel here until you change your mind about stepping down as Luna and give that vile mother and daughter the chance to rule this pack.”

I couldn’t help how my heart skipped a beat when I read his message. Or how the butterflies had returned so intensely. Maybe it was the confrontation with my mother or that justice for Simon was in sight, but I wasn’t having such a hard time thinking about where I would end up next. Christina’s dramatic sigh broke through my thoughts as she pulled her laptop onto her lap and opened it up. “What are you doing?” I asked curiously. “Looking for veterinary positions in Cofield,” she stated calmly.

"I thought you liked Zacharias. You wanted to marry him! Look at him, he's perfect. Handsome and runs a family-owned food store. Why'd you suddenly want to marry… John?" Zacharias Shaw. The mere mention of that name made Christina frown. She was reminded of her past life. Zacharias refused to join her criminal activity. Thanks to that, she suffered all of John's blows. She thought Zacharias was inflexible and stupid. The mention of that name alone frustrated her. "There's nothing good about him. He's weak. Sure, he's better at reading, but compared to John, he's nothing! Besides…" Christina's eyes darted around. She was coming up with something venomous. And then she looked at me, her eyes d

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.

“Oh, I didn’t mean the air itself. Sometimes, it’s the presence of certain negative factors that taint the atmosphere.” She popped a bite of steak into her mouth. “Mmm... delicious. Even cold, it’s still tender and flavorful.” Christan’s face darkened even more. He sat silently, eyes locked on the table in front of him, gaze sharp as blades. His assistant inched backward, holding his breath, deeply impressed by this ‘ugly woman.’ Up until now, there were only two people who dared challenge Christan the Superstar—Xavier, the young master of the Blaze family, and now this woman, Miss Knowles, with her charcoal-covered face.

she asked. "Would you believe me if I said both?" She didn't blink. "Probably not." Kieran chuckled. "Don't mind him. Jaxon gets creepy in front of stunning women with bigger brains than he's used to." "Good thing I'm accustomed to men getting intimidated by me," she said, twirling her wine. I inspected her. The deflection was smooth. But too smooth. "So, Irene," I said, lifting my glass, "what's the ultimate objective of KnightTech?"

"There is only one witch powerful enough to birth you: Tatiana, the priestess." Her lips twisted bitterly. "Such a union could only produce the best, the purest of souls that the Moon Goddess chose. Too bad it had to be illegitimate." Christina felt frozen for a second. Her mother's name sounded so powerful for some reason. She saw the future Alpha mated to the Moon Goddess's reincarnation and got killed for it. If she were alive, it would not have taken her this long to figure out what she truly was. But Christina bore no grudges for the people of the past; their mistakes were theirs to bear, wherever they were. Her focus right now was on the woman before her who was still speaking, who for

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

"Four thousand dollars just for appreciation? What do I do with you, Martin? One minute you're a bastard and the next minute you're like an angel." She dropped the phone and lay on her back, staring straight at the ceiling and sighing at intervals. Some minutes later, she heard a knock on her door. She quickly sat up. "Is it Martin?" She asked herself, widening her eyes. '10: 54' The time read. The knock came again and she was forced to stand up. She unlocked the door and opened it, expecting to see Martin, but was met with a young lady instead. "Good evening," She greeted with a cheerful smile. Caitlyn couldn't believe the lady's beauty. She took notice of her hair and height first. The lad