Sleepy Knights Novels & Stories

The voices intensified as a beam of light lit up Jeremy on a higher stage. The rhythm he played started soft and slow but little by little the drums intensified. When the symbols crashed, a platform rose onto the stage with Kyung Jiho on it. Hae Mina grinned when she saw the white slivers light up under the black lights. On the back of Kyung Jiho's shirt was his name and on the arm was the Nightide emblem. The drum's symbols crashed and the next instrument joined. One by one, Nightide appeared on the stage with their parts. Hae Mina knew this was not her song to come in on because she had never been given a part.

It was beginning to rain outside, I wish I could wash all the stains life has kept on me away. I scooted close to him and placed my head on his chest and my hand around his abdomen. He tensed for a while but later turned me around spooning me. After some time, I heard his even breath on my neck. I concentrated on the warmth I felt and before I could realize I drifted off into slumber too. “wake up, Sleepyhead!”. Someone was replacing my Alarm clock today. I don't remember the last time I slept so peacefully. Elektra was hovering over me with her hands crossed on her chest.

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

In fact, I could recall four separate occasions where he either snapped at Knight or outright kicked his ass for it. “You did nothing wrong, Anastasia.” I didn’t see or hear of Knight for the next three days, but I knew the guys were keeping tabs on him. It was on the first of December, at eleven o’clock at night that I awoke to the sound of voices coming from the first floor. I crept down the stairs, careful to avoid the creaky spots. As I neared the bottom, I could make out Knight’s voice, low and rough. He sounded exhausted, and inebriated. As his scent wafted through the house it was tainted by something else, something dark and musky. Drugs…

We don’t say anything. And I go to sleep. Click, click, click, click, click. The sharp, rapid-fire noises bolt me from sleep. I sit straight up in bed, reaching for my Neron staff at my side. There’s no one around, but the lights going toward the Command Deck are on. I hear someone swear. I look to my side, to Valen’s bed, and find it empty. I scramble to my feet, making my way through the mess of the ship. I walk down the hall, past the doors leading elsewhere in the ship, and step into the dim light of the Command Deck.

“Mr. Knight, I know you said to not bother you till Monday, but this is urgent. The new girl you told me to hire before you left, her name is Shelly. Well, she slipped on the stage and broke her ankle. Now all we have is Macy and Tina to dance tonight. I know it’s Sunday and we aren’t normally as busy, but I just got a call from the boys downtown and they want to have a bachelor party here tonight. We need someone else and right now we don’t have anyone waiting in the wings.” He says with desperation in his voice as I fight with myself to not give in.

"You, my dear, are not going anywhere. You probably have a concussion. Which means—" "That I need to stay awake," he finished. Then he raised an eyebrow, giving me a seductive look. "I could think of a way you could keep me awake." I chuckled as everyone in the room tried not to listen. "Yeah, right. Get some rest, lover boy." Then I leaned in conspiratorially. "We'll talk about the 'other things' later." Bailey and I spent the rest of the night treating patients that trickled in from the fight. From what I understood, there had been a battle between Nightshade and the Diamond Pack. From the look of it, we had won the battle, but the war was far from over.

"You promise?" "I promise." Kaelin said it fierce. "Next year they're awake and we're ALL drinking honey-mead and someone ELSE can clean up the puke." "Deal." Serna closed her eyes, let the alcohol pull her down. "Deal, next year they're—they're here." She fell asleep like that, hand on Lyra's belly, surrounded by the smell of burnt herbs and the sound of Kaelin crying soft and Rhea breathing heavy against the wall. And the Sleepers kept breathing synchronized, kept fighting, kept holding on through their first full year of nothing.

Kemp took one quick glance at Sigwulf’s face and quietly let the other eight know that now was not the time to talk to the seething knight who was struggling to keep his anger in check. The group of ten left the Hawthorn forest and reached the great North-South road. Their destination was Kothmar, the main base of Kalash power and the Priesthood. The knights were dressed in travelling clothes that were stained and worn from earlier travels with leather tunics, shiny with wear. The girls wore long sleeved blouses and trousers that boasted a long strip of material front and back to give the illusion of long skirts when they were not mounted on horse back. Their clothing was not travel stai

Stealth meant everything needed to be hidden, especially with a three-quarter moon in the night sky shining down on them. “You know, I hit up bars that aren’t military for a reason. What the fuck were you doing there?” Kira asked. “Drowning my demons.” “Apparently. How many drinks did you have before I sat down?” Knight had to think harder than usual about the answer to that question since his brain kept tripping over how Kira looked pressed down in expensive sheets while Knight her hard. “Four, all doubles.” Knight arched an eyebrow. “Wow." She whistles. "Awakaned metabolism definitely has something going for it.”