Christina Knight Novels & Stories

I cry out, hoping that Brandon doesn’t hear me. “Tell me who you are.” She declares in an authoritative voice. “I am Mrs. Knight. Now who are you? And why did you give my husband your phone number? He is very married.” I ask while starting to get angrier than I have ever been. Hesitating, I hear her breathing on the other end of the phone and then she finally states quietly, “I am Brittney. I used to work for Mr. Knight, and we were lovers at one point in time. I was hoping we could finish what we started. However, I didn’t realize that he was married now because he had no ring on his finger when I saw him last night.”

The shrapnel of the blade flew in all directions, nearly killing Judicator Vollahn and the other knight lord candidates in the process. Kent somehow survived the explosion as he looked around him to see the other knight lord candidates severely injured and Judicator Vollahn took the brunt of the explosion. The Knights rushed in and arrested Kent for the attempted murder of his fellow peers and a chosen of Faith. Everyone in the arena was shocked and screams of terror filled the arena Chimera slammed his fist upon the wall, Lily could only look away in horror. "This was no attempted murder nor assassination, this is sabotage of the highest degree." Chimera growled.

, the kirkgarde sister managed to let out before attempting to punch Xaver on his shoulder. Laughing, he pulled her in for a tight hug and placed a kiss on her hair. But his sister's voice muffled by his chest was a clear indication that she wasn't done complaining, "It was horrible! You weren't here. Brandon left to get Charles. And", pulling away, she lowered her voice a notch, "Christina Orien kept prodding for information and spitting on my face with every damn word" Christina Orien was a reporter well known for her false celebrity news stories. Every week was new info on Casterton State Gist Central with untrue findings about Celebrities. Untrue findings Christina was certain were bona

The tingles shooting through my body had Aura in a fit of her wolf-like purrs. "Well good morning Alpha, Luna," I heard a familiar sweet voice from behind me. Tate was looking past me with a smile picking up the corners of his lips. I cocked my head back so I could look at the culprit. "Morning Christine," I greeted politely, not one bit embarrassed by the position she found us in. The older woman's wrinkled face lit up at the sight of Tate and I together. "Is there anything I can do for you?" Tate asked kindly. Christine grinned wider, her hazel eyes twinkling with wonder. "I was just coming in here to clean up, but uh, it looks like you and the Luna are....busy."

I looked to my right to see my other best friend, Christina Valentine. Christina Valentine has dirty blonde hair, longer than Linda's hair. She has bright blue eyes and perfect skin. She is sweet, nice, funny, and loyal. She loves books a lot. Seriously, when someone drops her favorite book, she'll punch you, and let me tell you that her punch hurts like hell. Every Friday night, she goes out and takes boxing sessions and self-defense practices. And did I mention that she is the pack trainer? "Christina!" I said then hugged her.

"Shut the fuck up Linda. No one gives a flying shit about pumpkin fucking pie." "Okay. Looks like someone needs some nice distressing, calming yoga," I replied, getting out the car. "Come on." "Good evening, Ella," Katrine, the yoga teacher, said to me as we entered the hall. "Good evening, Leonardo," she added although through gritted teeth. Leo put on a fake almost sarcastic smile and I had to nudge him in the side with my elbow. "How old are you again?" I hissed in a hushed tone.

“—whose betrayal led to the death of not just any one of us, but the King’s child. And it is with an unending sympathy that I stand before you, upending the very constitution that holds this pack together and the verdict of the elders to end her—“ “Enough!” Christina suddenly mounted the podium, screaming until there was a crack in her voice. “You can’t do this! I can’t stand and watch you light my sister on fire!” There were tears in her eyes and she caught Rafael’s attention most of all. He was obviously plagued and conflicted but you could see neither of those emotions across his face.

And once I was there…I could continue on with the plan…no matter how much my chest tightened just at the mere thought of bringing Draco more pain. A knock on the door broke me out of my thoughts and I tightened the belt of the bathrobe around my body before heading to the door and opening it, expecting none other than Joel. However, I was more than a little surprised when a petite brunette woman greeted me with a huge smile with a large suitcase in one hand while she waved enthusiastically at my with her free hand. “Hi! I’m Christina! I’m here to do your hair and makeup!” Looks like it was time to get pretty for my first date.

The first days of the new year carried no celebration for Adrian Knight. The city was alive with fireworks, but in his world, the countdown wasn’t to midnight for new year it was to the boardroom vote that could strip him of everything he’d built...His legacy... Victoria Kane had been relentless. By the time the board convened, half its members were already leaning her way. She walked into the Knight Enterprises headquarters like she owned it, her heels sharp against the marble floors, her smile soft enough to hide the blade beneath. She looked unstoppable

And this one was laced with warning. She turned slowly, heart already picking up pace.Afriaid of who she might see when she turns. “Isabella, right?” The woman’s heels had clicked too confidently. Too deliberately. And she didn’t blend in. No one wore red heels in Jaxon Corp. No one except her. Helena Knight. Damian’s sister-in-law. She hadn’t even known he had a sister-in-law until yesterday, when his assistant had whispered it under her breath while filing the floor’s clearance records.