Natalie Knight Author Novels & Stories

Hi everyone. For those reading my book for the first time, my pen name is Natie and I love to write and share the stories in my head with you all. Thank you for reading my book Snatched By The Alpha. I hope you enjoyed it. I'll be adding book two to this book. Beta Emilio and His little warrior. Here's the synopsis. Renata looked at her mate’s brown eyes as intense nerves twisted her stomach. “Do you think I’m not bangable?”

For a moment I thought that punch was directed at me. “Stop f**king saying anything that comes to your mouth. A woman like you, who let’s any man touch her body as if it’s their private property, who sells herself just for some money, doesn’t have any right to accuse me”. “You don’t know anything about me Mr. Knight” I said. “Oh, I know enough Natalie. Do you think I don’t know what you do with those business client of your father’s company in those parties that you attend”. He asked and my heart stopped beating for a second.

There was a knock at my door, and, automatically, I put my hand over my head and sighed in annoyance as Natalie walked in. She had been trying her best to come every single night, and I couldn't turn her away because I had to give her the right to her queen duties, whether I wanted it or not. This time around, she was in a purple lingerie that was basically non-existent. It stopped just below the back, which was completely exposed, and I could see her nipples poking through the gown, but for some reason, I wasn't moved.

Chapter 158 DAHLIA “Looks like we hit the jackpot,” Gilbert laughed. I could only roll my eyes. No family will ever have incriminating videos against them compiled and uploaded on the internet, especially a family member. Because clearly, the article read it had been published by Sheila Knight. Seeing how she was the writer, I doubted the videos held anything that could be used against them. Having known her, I've come to understand that she likes the power that comes with being a Knight. I mean she literally made my life a living hell just because she can and I didn't expect any better from her.

She's a tanned blonde with blue eyes. "Please, have a seat," Rachel invites. Unlike Amber, she has brown eyes and chocolate-colored hair with honey highlights. "Yes, she's the 'lucky one,'" Meg laughs. "Why am I lucky?" We sit with them. "Because you work with Nathan Ryan," Amber says, in a way that would convince anyone that Nathan is a god. "Yes, and?" Rachel looks at me as if I've said something absurd. "Oh, my God! She doesn't think he's incredibly hot?" She looks at Meg.

I am seated in the most secluded part of the café. I continued reading some of my notes. “Do you know Mr. King’s daughter is the fiancée of Mr. Alexander Knight?” Another woman strikes a conversation with her friend, a little bit from where I was but I heard my father’s name that’s why my ears instantly hooked in their conversation. I couldn’t hear her words after saying my father’s name because the barista was calling someone’s name for their coffee. “Really?” Her exaggerated reaction made some people threw a glance at their table. It was so fucked up because after that, they started whispering at each other. I couldn’t hear it anymore!

"You're too kind." The woman spoke in halting Dexian, "No, really. I'm being sincere, Amanda. I really love your work. If there's a chance, could I maybe learn from you?" Natalie answered modestly, "I wouldn't go that far, but I'd be happy to exchange ideas." … The beautiful blonde woman's name was Catherine Nolan. She and Natalie clicked instantly. After the exhibit, Natalie, playing the host, took the couple to a well-known fusion restaurant.

A slow, pleased smile curved Natalie’s lips as she leaned back, taking a measured sip of her coffee. “Perfect,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “Let’s see how quickly their little alliance begins to crumble.” Setting the coffee on the table, Natalie's slender fingers reached for the file as she dismissed Emma. She read through it for a while, th satisfied smile still painted her lips as she shoved the file into her drawer. She rose from her seat again, each step graceful as she walked towards the window againe. Bold of Isabella to think she was smart. She scoffed. This was her story, it was left for her to twist it to whatever way she wanted, she wrote and controlled the plots, she controlled w

Joyce leaned forward in her chair closer to her niece “Why haven’t you told me about this before?” Natalie shrugged, “It seemed irrelevant at the time. I didn’t have my name out there yet, I didn’t think anyone would take me seriously.” “Natalie,” Joyce said lovingly, “You want to make money by photographing the stars, right?” Natalie nodded silently, “After that picture of Matthew with Charlotte, you got your name out there – it was one of the hottest pictures ever taken! Now, you can share your other work, and the Fashion Journal can be the place for the inside scoop on the couple!”

QUEEN NATASH, the most powerful woman in Los Angeles and the boss of NATEL casino where all the games take place. Natasha Garcia was born to the family of Smith and Helen Garcia. Me Smith worked as a driver for a very influential politician, but one day he witnessed a murder scene that cost him his life and that of his wife. Little Natasha had to grow up alone in the street eating from the waste and she grew up desperate for a way out of poverty. She was finally scouted by Mrs. Cruz who took her into her casino. Her job was as a stripper who had to tend to all the needs of their clients.