Every Knee Shall Bow Book Novels & Stories

And then, instinctively, I did something no one expected. I knelt. Not to the throne. Not to tradition. But to my son. “My King to come,” I whispered softly, tears falling freely, “I carried you beneath my heart. I bled for you. I will guide you until the day you lead us.” The hall followed. One by one, warriors dropped to one knee. Elders bowed deeply. An entire kingdom bent before a newborn child. Damon’s voice rang out once more — strong and resolute. “Rise,” he commanded them. “You kneel not to a ruler today — but to the future.”

His right knee touched the ground as he bowed his head toward me. “Luna.” The word left his lips with quiet strength. My breath caught and my eyes widened, as I parted my lips, trying to find something to say. But before any words could form, movement beside him stopped me. Kade dropped to one knee. Then James followed. Both bowed their heads, their voices rising together as they repeated, “Luna.” One by one, the warriors followed. Knees touched the ground in a continuous rhythm. Women lowered themselves after them, children of all ages knelt, their small bodies mirroring the others, and the elderly, those who could not kneel, bowed their heads deeply.

He recognized the sharp, angular handwriting immediately. You know the position. Kneel. Wait. A shiver of pure, unadulterated submission ran through him. This was it. This was the test. He looked around the room, his gaze landing on the plush, cream-colored carpet in the center of the living area. He took a deep breath and walked over, his bare feet silent on the thick pile. He sank to his knees, the fabric of his sweatpants bunching around his thighs. He placed his hands on his knees, palms up, and bowed his head, his eyes fixed on the carpet in front of him.

Kevin lets out a small growl meant for me, opening the link and I quickly speak, ⁑ “I need to-” ⁑ “I’ll bow. So please, love get up.”, he tells me.⁑ I get back up and he takes my spot; as he bows, he keeps one arm out in front of me just in case. He keeps his head down as we wait for the king to speak, but the other pixies speak instead. “How, dare you! You want to apologize for your mother’s action but yet you’re not bowing.” Kevin growls before barking out, “Last I checked, you’re not the king! I don’t want her bowing when she’s pregnant, so you're just going-”

The council guards stationed at the hall entrance and along the corridors drove their spears upright into the flagstone seams, dropped to one knee, bowed their heads, and bared the napes of their necks. The oldest form of submission. Exposing one's most vulnerable point to someone of higher rank. The seven Alphas knelt as well. Cain braced himself with his left hand and dropped to one knee. His right arm hung at his side, fist still clenched around the snapped needle. As he lowered his proud head, no sound came from his throat. The veins along the side of his neck bulged, as if he were holding back something deep in his chest that threatened to break free.

It was obvious that I could have stopped Kaylee and Lady Abigail when they were bowing, but I waited until after they had done it. Of course, these people were blind, and I knew that. "Thank you so much. I’m not nice. I’m just doing what others should do too. Be kind to each other and don’t force someone to kneel at your feet. That is all," I whispered softly, still sounding dramatic. Kaylee slowly rose from my feet and began to step away. I noticed tears in her eyes, but she did not lift her head to look at me. Her chin was pressed to her chest. That was how low she had lowered her head.

"Kneel and Apologize! " Sally says and I feel tears sting my eyes. This was too humiliating. Clenching my fist, I lower my head. Making first teardrop to leave my eyes and land on the floor below. "Lower! I said Kneel!" I flinch again, pressing my knees on the floor and folding my hands on my lap. The wound on my thigh hurts like shit, making more tears to leave my eyes. Looking at his shoes,I barely whisper lowly. "I am sorry...my King"

Maximus scurried backwards and I started to circle Kairos. He tracked me in the circle I stalked him in. I was trying to figure out how best to hurt him first. The ribs? Maybe a kick to the head would do it. I was known for my kicks. Just as I was about to make my first strike, Kairos did the unbelievable. It was so shocking, the entire gym was gasping. He took a knee. He held my eyes as he did it. Then, when his knee hit the ground, he bowed this head. He bowed his fucking head.

My knees trembled. My vision blurred at the edges. My breath grew uneven. Omega instincts screamed. Submit. Kneel. Obey. I bit down on the inside of my cheek hard enough to taste blood. No. I straightened further. Forced my body to hold. Forced my mind to sharpen. “I kneel to no one,” I said. My voice did not shake. A ripple moved through the court. Shock. Disbelief. Anger. Fools. They thought I was arrogant.

Kael looked at Elena, her words were simple but it slowly ignited his desire for power and honor. Kael stood up, his chair scraping against the wooden floor with a soft protest. The flickering shadows cast by the candle danced ominously around him, Kael knelt, bending his one knee like how he saw from the knight that pledged their loyalty to the empire. Even though the surface of the wooden floor was cool against his knee, making his bruises hurt, he didn’t wince. “Please bring me wisdom to prove myself, madam.” Kael's voice trembled slightly, laced with earnest determination. The act of kneeling—of humbling himself before Elena—signaled not just a plea but an oath to embark on the path she