Sterling Knight Relationships Novels & Stories

He has to mean Watson. Adrian speaks again, more urgently this time. “Sterling tried to kill David. He’s in the hospital, fighting for his life.” I go completely still. Sterling? He’s saying Sterling’s name out loud, like I know nothing, like I haven’t already seen enough to understand how ugly all of this really is. “I don’t believe you,” I shoot back, my voice rising. “Sterling would never do that.” There is a beat of stunned silence. Then Adrian says, “Jenny, what’s happened to you? You trust Sterling more than me now?”

And when the after-party came, George refused to leave Anthony's side. Anthony was honoured as George's knight a week after that. The royal titles never altered their relationship. They were still George and Anthony, hand in hand against the world. Anthony didn't answer George's calls; he pivoted in his spot and searched for him. Through the smoke, he saw a figure wobble helplessly through the cloudy space. "Anthony?" George yelled again. "George!" Anthony blinked out of his mind. He hopped over a board and dashed toward the boy. He grabbed his hand and ran for it. And he didn't stop running. Not once did he look back. He had George. George was safe. That's all that mattered.

When the gifts started being presented I could hardly contain myself, drumming my fingers on the table while Dorian stared at me, asking me over and over if I was alright. “To my soon-to-be brother-in-law.” Dorian said, standing as he presented his gift to my brother when it was our turn. “I gift you this new gilded sword with the Delphia family crest engraved onto the blade.” Arden smiled as he opened the long box in front of him, nodding to Dorian. “With this I hope that you will accept entry into the Fafner Royal Knightage and become the Personal Knight to your sister, our soon-to-be Queen.” Arden took the sword and raised it, tilting the blade so he could look at Dorian and I with the sh

And none of it mattered because I'd made an enemy of the one man whose shadow covered everything. "Rough day?" I spun around. Sterling stood a few feet away, hands in his pockets, that familiar golden-boy smile on his face. He looked exactly the same as he had a week ago—before the betrayal, before the drugs, before he'd dumped me at a BDSM club and left me for dead. "Get away from me." "Sera, come on." He stepped closer. "I know you're angry. You have every right to be. But look around." He gestured at the empty auditorium. "Where did all that righteous anger get you?"

But now I saw it clearly— this so-called devotion was nothing more than poison wrapped in sugar. Back at the academy, my grandfather had firmly opposed my relationship with Dominic. As the sole heir of the Sterling family, I was expected to bind myself to a vampire of noble blood—to strengthen our lineage and secure the Sterling family’s unassailable dominance in the vampire world. My grandfather used to say that every male vampire who approached me coveted my bloodline, coveted the Vampire King’s throne. And so I gave up my position as the Sterling heir to be with Dominic. I wanted to prove to that stubborn old man that love transcended everything.

Her limbs are draped all over him, and her head is placed over his chest. Immediately, she sat up, feeling embarrassed. "Morning, Kitten," he wished huskily. He looked fresh. "Morning," she murmured, still sleepy. .... In Chelsington, the Knights group is suffering. Their share prices are dropping regularly, and none of their projects is going smoothly. "What is this? What are our projects behind schedule? At this rate, we won't be able to finish them on time. Are our employees not working? Are you all sleeping?" Arthur is fuming.

“Lemme guess. Had nothing ruined your plan—say, had Sterling not gotten into the biggest trouble of his life—the two of you would have been on your way, merrily eloping!” Deirdre instinctively stepped between him and her suitcase. She dropped her eyes low and ignored his remark altogether. “Leave Sterry alone, okay?” “Sterry?” The intimacy of that nickname made Brendan’s ears bleed. He grazed the black diamond hooped over his ring finger and fidgeted with it slowly, almost as though to let out some of the fury burning in his eyes. “Why should I? He challenged me, didn’t he? Strutting around like some big d*mn white knight, wasn’t he? I really thought he was a big deal, but oops! Turns out he

Most of his work consisted of drunk naval officers, never anything worth getting out of bed over. "Shoot," Silas said as he took a sip of his drink. "Well sir, do you know of Brandon Temple?" Silas rolled his eyes. Prick. He didn't dislike the kid, but that scene he had pulled in the Commanders yard was unacceptable. And his fucking car window! "Yeah, I know about him. What's he done this time?" Terry cleared his throat. "This is hard to say since he's a friend of mine, but I can't hold this in any longer. He has been having a sexual relationship with Commander Branson's daughter, Sienna," Terry quickly said, while shaking his head.

He looked down at the ground and spoke, "He actually doesn't know that I know. Leonardo is my best friend so yes he would tell me. It wasn't long after he told me about their secret relationship that Sterling wanted to get close to me and asked for my assistance. Leonardo too wanted me to help boost Sterling's reputation even though in the long run, it wouldn't benefit him as the mistress." "So something complicated like that exists?" Shawn mumbled as he lied on the bed. Aldridge nodded his head to himself as he thought, 'Just as complicated as Joshua and I.'

And he was angry with fate for taking away his right not to fall in love if he didn't want to. Petrified where she was, Missy could only stare at Gwyneth, barely remembering how to blink. In the first second, she thought it was a joke, or a metaphor that she didn't understand. But then, suddenly, some things she had never understood came back to her mind: Devon's sudden, unquestioning love for his sister, which had dawned in just one day... The feverish, incomparable glow of passion that only Knights were. capable of throwing to their partners... The way Logan's expression seemed to contain a dose of awe and mockery when he told him that legend about the first Knight and his wife... - Is tha