Six Kneels One Stand Novels & Stories

Someone went weak in the knees and knelt right in front of Kiran. After one got to his knees, the others did the same, like a chain reaction. H-he actually kneeled! Plus, his posture was as straight as an arrow! Kiran got him to kneel with just a few words! Evelyn looked like she had just seen a ghost. She looked at everyone around her and shouted in exasperation, “Why are you kneeling? Get up now and kill him!” However, no one dared to stand up. On the contrary, their backs got even straighter.

I squinted my eyes and looked toward the source of that shout. Across the road, Daniel stood beside a car. His suit was wrinkled. His eyes were bloodshot, and there was a layer of stubble on his chin. He looked grim and disheveled, a far cry from his once-refined and noble self. He stormed across the street in long strides and shoved the young actor aside while reaching out to drag me with him. "You're coming home with me!"

Even Thea screamed along with them. She didn’t even look my way. Didn’t ask how I’d managed to convince him. I stood there silently, watching as Mr. Ashford stepped fully into his role, commanding the rink with nothing but his presence. His muscles were obvious even beneath the casual clothes he wore, and I sensed that some of the players had stopped just to stare at him too. Given how the ladies were screaming for him as if they had never seen a man before, I wondered what was so special about him or why they were reacting that way.

“All of you—kneel.” No one moved at first. I let my aura press down another notch. Just enough to remind them that resistance was pointless. “Now,” Lady Tristan repeated. One by one, knees hit the floor. Some bowed their heads quickly. Others hesitated, pride warring with fear, but fear won. Even Zaia lowered herself, stiff and unwilling, her movements tight with resentment. Only one remained standing. James. He didn’t look at Lady Tristan. He didn’t look at me. His eyes stayed fixed on Aurora.

“Dada!” She ran on unsteady legs with her arms windmilling, the black tulle bouncing and the black roses scattering petals behind her. The congregation held its collective breath as she stumbled, caught herself, and kept going straight into Kielan's arms as he dropped to one knee at the edge of the altar.

In no time he skipped it out of his hair, and threw it into the air. " You ain't kneeling? " It was rhetorical. The big devil crooked his brows, sulking in his lips into a thin smirk. He wanted them to kneel so badly, and he didn't care if he humiliated their egos or not. Ruthlessly, he turned to the guards. " Flog anyone who refuses to kneel. " Kaimara was stunned. " Royalty! " " I said, your knees on the fúcking ground! "

Then she knelt. One by one, the others followed. Knox stood in the field. He was breathing harder than he'd show — I could feel it through the bond, the cost of it, but I was probably the only one in the field who could. He looked steady. He looked like what he was.

she uttered and I suddenly felt so nervous. "Now, calling all the single boys out there," the emcee announced. I frowned as I stood there. I guess I don’t really have a choice? I saw Zandrey standing up while grinning. Andrei is even cheering for him. I rolled my eyes. When they tossed the garter, I almost held my breath. And right there, I just wanted to disappear when it was Zandrey who got it. "Woah! Here's our lucky guy," the emcee murmured and I could feel my hands sweating.

"Kneel. Beg me for her release. And she walks out of here." Nobody moves. I look at Shawn's back. At the absolute stillness of him. I have spent weeks watching this man — I know how he stands, how he breathes, how he carries himself through rooms like the room is the thing that should be adjusting. I know what he does not bend for. I know the list of things that could put Shawn Black on his knees and I know how short that list is. He won't do it. He can't. But to my surprise, Shawn lowers himself to one knee, my breath stops as my eyes widen.

"Kayla, the bell-ringing ceremony is about to start. It's not like you're the one going in with Geoffrey, so what are you getting all dressed up for?" "Hurry up and give the watch to Geoffrey, then take us in. Do that, and we'll let what happened last night slide." They slept with my husband right under my nose, and now they were the ones saying they'd let it slide? How utterly ridiculous. But Geoffrey's tone was just as condescending, and his face was filled with self-righteous entitlement. "Kayla, this is your last chance. Swap out these clueless security guards right now, and I'll forgive you for blocking me."