Novel & Cerita Natasha Knight Books

But they were fighting on the home turf of the Royal Pack. Natalia moved through the blinding white steam like a silver gale of executioner's grace. Her twin short-swords moved in flawless, geometric arcs, the brilliant silver light of her royal aura cutting through the thick reptilian scales of the eastern elites as if they were wet parchment. She did not fight with anger; she fought with the absolute, chilling precision of a queen protecting her house.

The others could not move from what they witnessed and their feet seemed to be buried where they were standing. After a while Zera's grip seemed to loosen. Gavin caught the girl who had lost consciousness in less than a second. "Don't worry I think he's afraid of blood," Clayton told him, seeming to calm him down. Gavin couldn't believe what had happened and seemed to have lost his patience. He knew that the princess was not inside that van and it made his head hot after he didn't understand why he seemed to explode when he saw Zera with a knife pointed at her neck followed by a bit of blood dripping on her neck and that doubled his sanity.

"I told you I don't believe in prophecies. Not unless they come from the Moon Goddess herself." Flinging the door open that separates our rooms, I march over to my bed and lift up the mattress. I pull out the book of prophecies that my father stole from the Fae. Storming back into Natalia's room I toss the book at her feet. "Open it," I command. Natalia bends down and gently picks up the tattered book that is laying at her feet. Without paying attention she opens the book to the center and looks down at the symbols with a worried look on her face. "Read it," I tell her.

I sobbed sadly. Alpha Anton needed somehow who will always be by his side, not a she-wolf like me who runs away from an issue thinking it’s better resolved that way. He also needs a strong she-wolf to stand by his side. I’m sure Izabella would be that wolf for him if he ever chooses her. I slowly turned onto my back crying out loud, by that last thought. It was so painful. “Nala!” I heard Dr. Annie call loudly as she ran upstairs and opened my door quickly, entering my room.

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!

"Are you a MOTHER, my MOTHER?! What are you doing here!! What are you supposed to be doing!! I thought... I thought...!" Without warning he collapsed to his knees, one hand stretched out at Tira as though eager to clutch her... perhaps to kill her. Confused shouts and howls now arose from both sides of the battlefield. I looked over to mine and caught the eye of my Beta; she began quickly to dart back and forth before my Pack, silently barking orders to remain where they stood, but to be ready for anything. I shifted my stance, watching, assessing. Beside me Cillium remained still like a chunk of stone, never even having moved once since he had rushed to be there. My golden knight... My Mate

Others would see them! Natasha struggled. However, how could her strength compare with Christin's? He grabbed her lightly and secured both her hands firmly so that her action earlier looked like she was playing hard to get. Christin licked his lips amiably after they finished kissing. "It feels quite good. It seems that the male protagonist that you girls usually read in popular love novels lives quite an enjoyable life. Why don't you introduce some of these novels to me too?" Natasha was annoyed, "You fool! There are CCTVs in here!"

It had to be Kellina’s joy sweeping over all of us as her emotions got away from her. After watching and allowing almost every single red wolf to approach her, our Alpha Braun made his typical grunting noise loudly enough for Kellina to turn to him and nod acknowledging him. Braun nodded back and then looked at Athena. I too took her in and saw Athena’s slender figure and fiery green eyes with her long, beautiful fire-red hair going down to her bottom. I felt something inside stirring and my wolf was desperate, but I brushed it off. “Crimson Priestess, has the Red Crescent Pack made their decision?” Kellina looked over at the elderly woman and held her hand then spoke to them all whispering

What kind of man handles a woman's giant, faded, ripped-up underwear with such grace and zero judgment? Lucian Knight. That's who.

They were the most elite left behind to guard the queens. "I want CCTV recordings on all corners of the pack, including the ones hidden in the forest." A warrior runs to do his bidding. His angry strides brought him to his mate's room. Dark vines fell from the ceiling. A burned circle surrounded where Anna's bed once resided. Dark fucking scheme. Either a warlock or a dark witch. He had seen enough. They need Esmeralda's experience. She will know what has transpired here. The next destination in mind was his sister's room. Michael's pained expression twisted his guts. He was holding his mate's hand like a lifeline.