Natalie Knight Author Novels & Stories

"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

After an hour, everyone was gathered in the hall, sitting on the floor, worried. Nathan arrived after a few moments. “Lady Knight.” he approached her and gave her an envelope. “A letter for you.” “From who?” she shakily took the letter. “I do not know. There is no name or address on it.” “I cannot read.” “I will read it for you.” Nathan gently opened the envelope. “My dear Lady Knight, I am so amazed that there are such brave women like you in this world. You are willing to sacrifice your health and nine months from your life to give birth to their future heir. Everything for the sake of your children, how sweet.

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.

He was going to enjoy the next few hours for sure! After making love for the third time in 2 hours, they both were lying on their backs cuddling against each other. She was resting her head on his arm and her hand was interlaced with his free hand. She was thinking about how much her life had changed in just a short time. She had always dreamed of these moments with him. Being his girl, if that's what she was. She remembered when she was a young girl and wrote his last name with her name. Sienna Knight. What she wouldn't give to be called that. She didn't care what anyone thought. She was 18 and legal and it was no one else's business. Not even her fathers.

"Unique. Even if you were supposed to be a one-night stand, I really like you. And I seldom like the girl that I pick up after a game. You're different, Natalie." "You only just met me." I'm brushing my hair, cursing the brown strands caught in the bristles. "I bet you know nothing about me." Noah studies me with a slight curve to his lip. When he talks, his voice is husky and deep. "Natalie Gracen. Perfect grades, smart, reserved, and she seldom smiles. Everyone thinks she has a stick up her ass. But it turns out she is great fun in bed." I gasp at him. "I do not have a stick up my ass!"

Some of the more traditional Nobles tended to turn their noses up at the notion, but it didn't seem to bother the young Lord in the least. Another tall, slender figure followed him in, this time without the overbearing and unnecessary cavalry in the form of hulking Guardian Knights. We straightened up as they approached and I began to take in the details of his companion. The resemblance was uncanny. Her piercing blue eyes were unmistakable even from across the room, but where Christian's were often muted under his dark brows, hers were highlighted through her long flowing lashes and high set cheekbones. She had straight raven hair that fell past her shoulders on one side and was shaved shor

My thumb brushed over her knuckles without thinking. For the next fifteen minutes, Chloe kept talking, answering Iris’s endless questions, letting Zane translate bits of devil terminology into words we understood. Natalie even asked a few questions of her own. By the time Chloe finished, the room was silent for a moment. Iris was the first to break it. “So… Natalie might be more powerful than we thought. A lot more.” “That’s what I’ve been saying,” Chloe replied dryly. Natalie turned to her. “Could you… help me understand it? Maybe even train me?”

On the fifteenth day after Kade left, Natalie intercepted him together with Kennedy and forcibly brought him back to the dungeon. Kade refused to answer any of her questions. She did not stop Kennedy until Kennedy was killed on the spot. “Are you awake?” “Do you really think I will always be soft-hearted?” From the day Bennett betrayed her, Natalie’s brows and eyes remained cold, her gaze sharp and piercing. When she looked at Kade, it was as if she were looking at a lifeless object. “You cannot defeat the leader,” Kade muttered. Natalie scoffed lightly. “Let’s talk about that if you live long enough to see it.”