King Knights Mom Novels & Stories

"I need a moment with Mr. Knight." "Of course. I will let you two get back to work," she said. She stood up, patted her small stomach, and walked out. Zane didn’t look up from his desk. He kept signing papers, ignoring me completely. "Why did you send Jayden money this morning? Why the gift for Nana?" I demanded. Zane didn't look up immediately. He finished his signature with a sharp flourish before meeting my eyes. "I don't recall asking for your permission to be generous, Kanya. I like your brother. I respect your grandmother. My issues with you don't involve them."

The line crackled slightly, but Selene's tone was firm, unyielding as always. 'That's what I said, and it's final,' her mother replied, cutting the call before Aurelia could protest further. Typical. Selene Nightbane had a way of deciding everything for her daughter, from the clothes she wore as a kid to the schools she attended. At nineteen, Aurelia craved independence, but here she was, flying back to New York after years in Brooklyn, only to have her mom's new man waiting like some unwanted chaperone.

“…incredible imagination.” A few women swallowed hard. Before Helen could respond, I continued, “By the way, I know Helen very well. Her family too.” Her face twitched. I smiled wider. “Did you know? Helen’s brother Keith was imprisoned recently. Financial crimes. Very serious. Whole pack was talking about it.” Gasps erupted around us. Helen went rigid. One woman whispered, horrified, “Is that true?” Another, “The Silvermoon Clan? The one Helen claimed was rising again?”

"This is my fault. Damn it." King Dorian's demeanor changed to anger. "Knight, I want you to investigate this matter and report everything back to me as soon as possible. Who dares murder my family in my own home?!" He angrily roared, his terrifying voice bouncing off the walls. "Yes, your majesty." Knight, the king's most trusted guard, bowed and disappeared with other guards following him. Kohen appeared beside me and he was just as heartbroken when he saw his brother. "How could this happen right in front of us, father?"

I added specifically stressing on last part and immediately turned back my heels to get out of this mansion as I was feeling extremely suffocated around her. It’s true ‘Sukanya’ is the reason why my mother is dead, my biological mother ‘Elizabeth knight’ was one beauty and most kind hearted person, my mother was pregnant with my elder brother Ethan when she and my father got married, my parents were in relations since their junior college but because my mother was from a middle class family which was nowhere closer to my father richness and high profile status our paternal grandparents rejected to accept her in their family , Knight family was one in ‘Entertainment and Fashion industry’, Sin

She never liked the Knights and always had something against them being so rich and powerful. “They’re not trustworthy,” she continued. “They’re fake. All they do is show off their wealth and power, making people like us feel grateful or pitied by them,” she spat, her voice dripping with disgust. “But, Mom, Mr. Knight is Dad’s friend, and they genuinely care about us,” I said, trying to defend them. “They use their power and wealth to help us because they don’t want to see us struggle.” Mom, of course, wasn’t having it. “You’re just like your father—never listening to my advice. Fine. But don’t come crying to me when you get backstabbed by those pretentious, so-called ‘nice’ rich people,” sh

I almost choked on my words, the minute the Queen said that. My eyes lit with shock at the name she mentioned. I was beyond bewildered at what was happening. “S-Shadow Knight?” I repeated after her instantly. “Yeah, I know it’s all hard to take in. B- “ “No, no, mum. You don’t understand!” I let out. “H-He’s the f-father to my mate. He’s Killian’s father, mum.” I answered her immediately.

After all, the security men wouldn't let a non-Knight into the house. She felt the hairs on her back stand when the door opened and a shadow leaned on the door. "You shouldn't be—" Floral was saying when she turned and her eyes met with that of Queenie who had her infamous smirk on. "Look at you, aunty. Being the dutiful wife my father never got to have." Queenie chuckled silently. "Queenie Knight, you brat!" Floral yelled as she took off her gloves and took long strides towards the lady who realized she was in a dangerous position way too late.

A man shouted from a distance from their(Knight and his mother) left. Knight's father is much older, he's 311 years old. Both of his parents are Elites of the Starknight ranks. They're both good-looking and powerful for their age. "Hurry up sweetheart, you're gonna miss this." - Mother (sigh) "Sweetheart, you've already seen the fountain like a thousand times." Knight’s father said while walking towards them holding two sticks of cloud candy (it's like cotton candy). "I may have seen this a thousand times but I still can't stop getting excited about seeing it again and again." His mother said in a childish but cute tone.

It could be a pain in the ass having so many people around, all of them thinking they had a right to butt into his business, but it could also be pretty great. He followed his grandma through the foyer and into the kitchen, the real heart of the house. His mom, Julia, was with Leslie standing by the counter. Leslie looked like a younger version of his mom. It was kind of spooky, actually. She looked more like Knight’s mom than she did her own. The two women were pigging out on some of the food his grandma had already made. “Leave some for the rest of us,” Knight joked before going over and placing a kiss on his mom’s cheek. It was just the two of them in their immediate family. With his mom