Christina Knight Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“She doesn’t answer to you.” The room erupted. Vax’s eyes narrowed. “Excuse me?” “You heard me.” Kael’s voice was steady. Calm. “Christina Black doesn’t answer to you. Or to anyone else in this room.” My heart kicked. What was he doing? “And who are you to speak here?” Elena demanded. “You’re a prisoner. An outsider.” “I’m an alpha,” Kael said. “And I know pack law better than most of you. Christina was exposed by your ritual. Revealed as something powerful. Something old.”

I asked, turning to her, but Christiana still looked stunned, staring at the picture of Damian and me. I gently collected the water from her before she spilled it. "Yes, it's Damian," I said. "Whoa! Damian Cole!" Christiana nearly screamed. "The wealthiest man in San Francisco, i really admire him for his humility and kindness, i once applied for the position of a maid in his house but obviously i got there late and another person was employed, i felt so sad because i needed to pay Sabrina s fees but he compensated me by sending one of his bodyguards to give me some cash for my effort, i didn't even get to see him to thank him properly" Christiana said and I smiled.

“I’m Christina Vale.” The name hits me like ice water. Christina, Dante’s ex. The woman who betrayed him. “What are you doing here?” I keep my voice level, but my hand drifts toward my ring...the signal. “Relax. I’m not here to cause trouble.” She sits in one of my visitor chairs without invitation. “I heard about your engagement. Congratulations.” “Thank you.” I don’t trust this. Not for a second. “I’m sure Dante’s told you all about me.” Her smile is bitter. “The evil ex who tried to destroy him. The cautionary tale.”