Sterling Knight Relationships Novels & Stories

I prayed that we will continue to be a complete and understanding family where there is no conflict. I looked at the man beside me, the man who made my life complete. The man who made me believed that there really is true love for me. I smiled knowing that he’ll always be my side, protecting me and our future little ones soon. This man is my life and without him, I would be nothing. I rested my head on his shoulders and felt the solemnity of the place. This is my home, my knight in shining suit who would save me always. Ethan is and will always be my home.

“Something fun and relaxing I found. You should try it.” Then his gaze strays to Lancelot and lingers on my hand as it strokes his red hair. “You have a beautiful son. Smart too.” My protective armor instinctively snaps on. “I don't know what you're doing here, or how you found my son. But stay out of my life, Knight.” His gaze grows dark and smolders me to ashes. I stand with my chin high, meeting his gaze. “We're nothing to each other. Just step-siblings who hardly care about each other's existence.”

Of course he knew what Lydia had done to his mother—but clearly, he didn’t want to tell Damien. Back when they had breakfast in Melk, the young master had mentioned that Damien’s wife once said Knight only ever loved one woman—Kendrick’s mother. At one point, they had even been on the verge of marriage. But something happened, and they broke up. Later, Kendrick’s mother married into the Gregory family. The young master had guessed that Knight’s grudge against the Gregory family might have started from that moment. Kendrick hadn’t wanted to discuss it further at the time—clearly uncomfortable.

"Okay to the job, or okay to Anderson Industries?" Elena stood up and extended her hand. "Okay to all of it. The job, the partnership, Anderson Industries, taking down Sterling Tech, all of it." Arthur shook her hand, his smile brilliant. "Partners?" "Partners." Arthur's hand lingered in hers for a moment longer than necessary, and Elena felt that flutter in her stomach again. But this time, instead of feeling scared or guilty about it, she felt... hopeful. Arthur Knight wasn't Mark Sterling. He didn't want to diminish her or control her or make her small. He wanted to build something with her, not tear her down to build himself up.

I figured that Rayan had a similar look on his face. “I don’t watch chick flicks,” Nate said. “Who’s Mr. Knightly?” “One of his siblings marries one of Emma’s siblings, and he’s a close friend of her family. He calls her out on her stupid shit, but does so privately so she’s not super embarrassed and humiliated. He’s also a complete gentleman to everyone,” Kimia explained. “He’s the perfect guy,” I looked over at my perfect guy. “Something like Kamron.” He grinned at me. I never realized how much he had in common with one Mr. Knightly until Kimia explained him to everyone else.

The word landed heavy like a curse spoken loud. Mr Kingsley pales. “You're supposed to be in Berlin.” “Changed my plans.” Kieran's eyes lock onto mine. Full of rage, betrayal and burns with something more profound. “Sterling.” Liam steps between us. “We had a deal, Kieran.” The lights flicker. My bond mark burns, reacting to Kieran's emotions, which pour in through our connection: rage, confusion, and that stubborn, inconvenient protectiveness. Daniella draws her blade. “Nova, we need to get out of —”

Instead, his expression stayed unreadable. “Miss Lane,” he said smoothly, “my office. Now.” The next hour was torture. Sterling made me stand by his desk while he reviewed contracts, not even looking at me as he rattled off instructions. My skin still buzzed from Damon’s proximity, but Sterling’s calm control was worse. Finally, he set the papers down, leaning back in his chair. His eyes locked on mine. “You let him get too close.” I swallowed. “I—He—” “He’s reckless,” Sterling cut in. “And you’re naïve. Do you have any idea what kind of games he plays with women in this office?”

“Well, well. Colton Stone. Right on schedule.” Preston, playing soldier. He tilts his head, visor catching the light like a predator’s eye. “Did you really think you could waltz in with your little band of Obsidian Knights and steal my bride?” My gut twists. He knows of my ties to Grayson and Abigail. Have I just ignited a war between the Knights and Preston's Red Lords? As if Grayson wasn't already skeptical enough about this mission. My grip tightens on my rifle, fury simmering beneath my skin.

Adrian said and I laughed. “What, you are jealous of seven year old kid?” I said to him. “Of course, the only person you can snatch you from me is my brother.” he said and he was smirking. So both of them were his siblings, but I never knew about them, strange. I giggled. “If you ever break up, I will be waiting for you.” Sterling said to me. I nodded at him. “Tough luck, bro,” Adrian said to him. “Boys,” the girl said.

Cordelia yells. Kye shifts back into his human form and walks closer to her, Mr Knight’s finger still on the trigger, “She is my mate Cordelia! This fantasy world that you are living in where we end up together is nonexistent, I am in love with Ketzia so until her heart or mine stops beating I can never be with you nor would I want to be.” Cordelia lets out a scream as she transforms and lunges for me, Mr Knight caught up in a fight he didn't bargain for.