Natalie Knight Author Novels & Stories

Gracie I’m staring at the bookshelves that morning when Natalie walks in and shocks me out of my solemn mood. She laughs when she walks around my table and takes the free seat opposite mine. “What’s happening?” she asks with her usual smile, then flips her hair over one shoulder. It’s my first day back at work after returning to Golden Bay two days ago, and it feels good to be back in my safe space. I spent the past two days working on my book. It’s getting harder to work on my characters when their story feels so similar to mine. I want a happy ending, but then my main male character, Nate, is the kind of man who doesn’t believe in love just like Trevor.

The others were left sitting there, just as the two left, Zera also came out of the kitchen, carrying food and placing it on the small table in front of Gvain. "Oh, eat it," she said out of mood and turned away, but before she could leave, Gavin quickly pulled her hand. The young woman stared at her, later her gaze changed and violently grabbed her hand before leaving. "They look like lovers fighting hahaha," Nathan whispered to Jam. The two laughed while Xanti just looked, Gavin looked at them and gave them a look that made them both stop laughing. — "Hello?" "Brother, it's me Jullian. I need your help," he said. The man sat properly in his seat.

Natalie asks me, looking suspicious. “Abigail,” I extend my hand, and she takes it, gives it a light squeeze, closes her eyes and tickles my hand, “Is something wrong?” “You are her cousin.” She knew, and I don't know how. I remove my hand, and she looks embarrassed, “Nice to meet you, Abigail. “I am Natalie, a witch.” “Do you know Liv?” I asked about that girl who didn't come back, and she didn't give me time to ask Damian because she didn't come back.

“You may leave.” As the maid scurried away, I allowed myself a moment to think. Natalie’s strange and daring act has put me in peril this past few weeks. She’s even calling herself Maverick’s mate? I reached the training field to see Natalie sparring alone with multiple pack warriors. I watched her, my back on a pillar as she fought single-handedly, beating each and every male warrior that dared to near her. As much as I would hate to say it, Natalie is a very skilled warrior, the strongest I’ve seen so far in this pack.

I unlatched the chain and stepped back, allowing her inside. Natalie surveyed my modest apartment with the practiced neutrality of someone determined not to show judgment. Her gaze lingered on my makeshift workstation, the tangle of wire and beads, the camera setup. "Launching your own line?" she asked, nodding toward the materials. "Something like that." I remained standing, arms crossed. "What do you want, Ms. Bryant?" "Please, call me Natalie." She turned to face me. "I'll get straight to the point. I'm concerned about your involvement with Alex Thorne."

He raised his hand. “Action!” Dusk settled over a thick forest of bamboo. Two women stood facing each other; one dressed in midnight black that accentuated her figure, while the other wore flawless white. Glinda Clifford’s expression was solemn. “Natalie, I understand that you pursued revenge for the sake of your brothers. However, you’ve already killed Lady Katherine. Isn’t that enough? Do you really want to bring down the entire kingdom?” Natalie’s long black sleeves billowed violently in the cold wind. She looked down at the person before her as though staring at an insignificant ant.

Moving the light and moving through the spacey room, my eyes then landed on rows and rows of not books, but journals; each one titled on the spine with a date and moving with a hot purpose, my hands found their way to a random dated journal. Flipping through the pages and stopping randomly, my eyes found handwriting that looked so old and ink no longer dark, lightened with age, I read a few sentences. This past week was foul, leaking with appalling tendencies, and as I choose to write this, my hand is shaking with repugnance. Allerick has tried and trued his position to me as Alpha Knight and husband, and even as my best friend, but I feel as if I cannot always condone in sharing my personal

Nala’s P.O.V I haven’t left my room since I’ve once more pushed away my one true mate, Alpha Anton Bates. Throughout the day I curled up in bed staring through my bedroom window sadly and crying whenever I could. My bedroom door opened. I didn’t turn around knowing it was Dr. Annie. She didn’t bother to go over to her boyfriend’s house, instead, she chooses to stay here with me, knowing I was in desperate need of her emotional support right now.

I don’t know how I got this man as my mate…I think I will never know but I will always be grateful to the Moon Goddess. We both fall silent as we stare at the sleepy angel in Zero’s arms. He is so gentle with her. It’s like he was made to be the best father in the world. Even Ryker gets jealous of him because Rhys is ready to cry his lungs out every time he goes near Natalie and Giana gets jealous of me because Zio is an idiot when it comes to holding Ariana. “ Natalie is coming up. ” Zero tells me in a whisper. I nod, walking to the door. Before she can knock, I pull it open and peek outside. She comes to a halt in front of me, wearing a fine red dress with red heels. Her lips are painted r

I gulped down into nothing as I stared at the image which pop-up on my phone. I found myself licking my pink lips as my eyes landed on the sexy lady that was standing alone in the image. I clenched my fist tightly, and swiped the image away. Even though I've deleted the image, I couldn't stop seeing her in my head. She looks so hot and sexy but her beauty is not compared to Natalie's perfect body physique and great curves. I gritted my teeth angrily with a cold gaze on my face as I remembered how Natalie tried to trick me again and escape from the book. My eyes flared up in anger.