Every Knee Shall Bow Book Novels & Stories

" His arrogant face loomed larger and larger before me. I suddenly jerked my head up and used the last of my strength to slam my forehead into his knee. "Don't celebrate so soon, Samuel! Even if I die, I'm taking you down with me!" The blow carried no real force. In my weakened state, I couldn't even make him stumble. Yet he clutched his knee and cried out in exaggeration, "My knee! How dare you injure me, Caleb!" He staggered back and fell heavily to the floor, pretending to be in unbearable pain. It was so over-the-top that anyone with half a brain should've known he was faking it. However, it instantly made Whitney and Kelly feel a pang of heartache.

I let her stand on her feet, and she immediately dropped onto her knees as she unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. “Adessa, baby…” “The King said I should not kneel to anyone. I will only kneel to you, Kael... my own king.” Her voice sounded so sultry that even if we had many things to talk about, the temptation she was giving me was hard to resist.

They became family to protect Karila, that wouldn't be erased overnight. Karila was about to walk again because she felt embroiled in feelings that day to be in public, but the man moved and in a thoughtless act he put his right knee on the ground, bowing in respect to his condition of power, the woman swallowed I quickly denied it, but he didn't stop from bowing his head and looking deeply at the floor.

His hand went to my stomach. Just like that. Flat. Warm. Possessive. And I didn’t flinch. I leaned into it. Because it was the only thing that felt real. Because it was the only thing that was real. Because I was already his. He looked into my eyes. Deep. Burning. Starving. And then he said it. “Get on your knees, kitten.” And I did. Right there. In front of Kayla. In front of the blinking camera. In front of God.

He even gritted his teeth so hard that they creaked. This was humiliation! This was the humiliation he received for coming from a background inferior to Mason's. Even if he refused to bow and kneel, he had no choice but to do it. If he kneeled, he might still have the chance to be the victor. If he didn't kneel, only a loser's ending awaited him, or something even worse. When Austin's knees hit the floor, his heart shuddered violently. At that moment, Austin was a little dazed, and his mind turned blank for a moment.

Kimmy tries to ignore how nice his hands felt on her as she watches him demenstrate how to plant your feet. “Dig into the dirt. Some people step down harder with their heel to make an indention on the ground that they feel locks them in and others find more stability on their toes. I feel more planted by my knees. I bend my knees slightly with each step and I feel like it locks me in place. If someone comes towards me, they are going to have a harder time knocking me over, because I am locked into place and braced for impact.” Kimmy nods as if his words make sense to her, even though they went completely over her head. The beta almost seems to smile at her as he comes toward her slowly. When

One knee hit the kitchen floor, then the other. Alexander Calloway, the man who never bowed to anyone, was on his knees in front of me. My breath hitched. He looked up at me, his eyes oozing raw vulnerability I’d never seen on him before. The kitchen lights cast a warm glow across his face, highlighting his features. His hands rested on his thighs, his fingers curled like he was fighting the urge to reach for me. “Is this what you want?” His voice was low, rough, almost hoarse. “Me begging? On my knees? For you?”

"How about we, uh, see what else the Good Book has to say?" He picked up the Bible and tried to focus. God, her body was amazing. So fresh and firm. "Yes, uh, here it is. 'Now the girl shall kneeleth before her priest, and, uh, sucketh his penis'." "Suck his penis?" She asked. "What's a penis?" "I'll show you. Kneel down, my child." The naked teenager reluctantly knelt down in front of him. Her eyes went to his crotch and widened as he undid his pants and pulled out his cock. It was already fully erect and throbbing.

Knowing. I knew it. Not by name. By blood. My knees hit the stone before I could stop myself. The ground cracked brighter beneath me. The wolf lowered its head. Then it knelt. The sound shook the plain. Stone split outward as its massive body bowed before me. One by one, the others followed. Kneeling. Bowing. Submitting. My breath caught. “No,” I whispered. “You shouldn’t.” But the word felt wrong the moment I said it.

Instead she stayed rooted while he circled her slowly. He stopped behind her. She felt the heat of his body even though he wasn’t touching her. “Kneel,” he said. The word landed like a stone in still water. She didn’t think. Her body obeyed before her mind caught up. She sank to her knees on the plush charcoal carpet, hands resting on her thighs, head bowed. The position felt obscene and right at the same time. Elias stepped in front of her again. She could see the perfect crease of his trousers, the gleam of his oxfords.