Six Kneels One Stand Novels & Stories

“Kai. It’s been too long.” I whip my head between them as they do one of those weird bro hugs where they slam their palms on each other’s backs. “Far too long, my friend. Thank you for joining us.” Kai grins and turns back to the crowd. “The world is changing. People are changing. Stand with us!” He says loudly and I see nanna step forward from the crowd before she says, “I’ll stand with you”, and drops to her knee. “We’ll stand with you!” Matt and his captive say together before kneeling as well. One by one hell hounds come to their decision and kneel in submission before us.

He says before bowing his head and dropping to one knee. I get a lump in my throat as his oath to me washes over me like a warm blanket. One by one they start to drop to one knee as the first man had. All from Opel Moon, all from my pack, I watch as all males drop to one knee and quite a few females. This is so overwhelming, I look up at Clay as another male speaks.

“Kneel. All of you.” There was a moment of hesitation, a silent communication that passed between them. Then, as one, they moved. Adonis, my proud Alpha, lowered himself to his knees first, his eyes never leaving mine. Knox followed, a smirk playing on his lips that didn’t quite hide his anticipation. Dante went down last, his expression one of pure, unadulterated lust.

My heart flutter at their movements. "Shit just got real." I heard Cade whisper to Adrian and they also knelt down in front of me, hanging their heads low. It is known that kneeling for someone means you respect and you surrender. In the underworld, in our world, kneeling for someone means the person is higher than you and has command over you. They all know, we all know, yet they all still knelt down for me. Standing in my flip-flops wearing a big shirt with male boxers, my hair a messy ponytail and my body bruised and healing, I really felt loved and worthy when I look around seeing almost a hundred men kneeling at my feet.

-Karen- Conor led me forward as we came to stand several feet away from the desk. We both clasped our hands in front of us. I could see Joanne out the corner of my eye standing next to me standing with her hands clasped in front of her. The doors shut and all four of us bowed to the king murmuring, “Majesty.” We stood back up in unison and waited anxiously for him to speak. Remember to breathe, Karen. Just keep breathing.

Moreover, this rise did not mean that the Wade family could be the top family in the country, but that Charlie could actually lead the Wade family to become the number one family in the world. And Cadfan, who was standing alone in place opposite him, was already panicking to the extreme in the depths of his heart. All the people from Ten Thousand Armies had already knelt and now, he was the only person left standing on this side of the camp. He did not know whether he should continue standing here, or whether he should hurry up and kneel along with the people from Ten Thousand Armies. It was certainly inappropriate for him to stand here alone. However, if he were to kneel in front of Charlie

“You’re learning.” His fingers withdrew just as she thought she might fall into them completely. The loss of contact was as intense as the touch itself. “Now,” he said, stepping back slightly, voice cool again, “you’re going to kneel.” Her eyes flew open. “Kneel,” he repeated. “Not as an act of humiliation. As an act of grounding. You will place your hands on your thighs, palms up. You will breathe. You will stay with me.” Shaking, she lowered herself to the carpet. Palms up. Knees spread just enough to feel exposed, but not obscene.

Only a pale line remained where the chain had rested, the last trace that someone had once loved him. I didn't know how long I knelt there or how long I cried. Eventually, the ache in my chest dulled, and my tears ran dry. Just when I thought it was all over, Walter came down. The sharp click of his handmade leather shoes against the floor rang out. He stepped into the center of the lobby and fixed his gaze on Micah's motionless form, his expression unreadable. "Are you done with your act? Are you trying to illicit sympathy just like how Nadia taught you? Did you actually think that I'd break just because you're playing helpless? Keep dreaming!"

"Then greet your mother properly." Alexander's face scrunched with effort. He was attempting what looked like tree pose. One foot pressed against the inside of his opposite knee. Arms stretched overhead. Wobbling. Ethan was beside him in the same pose. Not wobbling. Perfectly still. Madison was on his other side. Her tree pose was less certain than Ethan's but more stable than Alexander's. And Kyle. He was in downward dog. His hands were flat on the mat, fingers spread wide. His hips were lifted, forming an inverted V with his body. His heels reached toward the floor but didn't quite touch.

He was clearly frustrated. To my surprise, he dropped to his knees. "Listen to me, Zora. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to win you back. Just name it," he pleaded, surprising me. "I've tried everything to win you back, but nothing is working. Instead, I keep getting rejected by you," he begged, his expression earnest. "I've told you already countless times that you're wasting your time. I'm not interested in any of..." "Fuck it! I said fuck!" He yelled, springing up from the floor.