Steven Knight Novels & Stories

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.

The man opposite him was Bruce Larkin from the Tranquil Academy, known for his exceptional sword-drawing skill. "Steven, you don’t even have a weapon. How do you plan to go against my sword, the Eclipse Azure Blade?" Bruce sneered at him, his face full of contempt. "If you surrender now, you might escape with your life." Bruce didn't want to get into trouble with the Diamond Guild by killing Steven. To his surprise, Steven just smiled. "The same goes for you. You’re not worth my time. You should step down and surrender." Bruce’s face turned red with fury. "Are you that eager to die? Fine! I’ll grant your wish!"

If the person standing in front of her were Luke, she would not have been worried at all, but he was not Luke. Steven was gentle and would not even hurt a fly. "Don't worry." Steven narrowed his eyes and shot the crowd a disdainful glance. Then, he took off his jacket, handed it to Gwen, and pulled his sleeves up. "If you intend to lay a finger on her, you'll have to go through me first." With that, he lunged towards the crowd. The color drained from Gwen's face as she bit her lip. "Gwen," all of a sudden, Luna's voice rang out next to her. "Why is Steven so…gifted at fighting? It kind of reminds me of Luke."

Steven said, “Kieran was a terrible criminal and according to the record, Jane already recorded the murder and she did get credit for that,” “The news carried it two weeks ago,” Steven said, scrolling through his iPad. Excluding the fact that Steven was really good with business management, he was a really good with tech. Steven had confessed to me one time about wanting to pursue a career in technology, but had to join Brian in running the large company. He left his career path when Brian lost his father and brother. He was devasted for a while and the period Steven had to fill in for Brian, he got really good on the business path, so much that Brian begged him to stay.

It was so bright that you could only see the light's reflection on the knife. He drew his head closer to Steven boy, "Ahhh... please..." Steven boy yelled. "Kill..." The leader couldn't finish his statement before Steven's phone rang. "Say goodbye to your friend, calling" "It's Don Steven," he said, knowing that Don Steven would not abandon him. "Hebrew!" Don Steven's boy name was called. "Placed the call on speaker," Don Steven said on the phone. You could see his rage even if you weren't close to him.

Derren replied. Steven got up from the bed and stood up straight. He only had his trousers on, leaving his top half open completely. His torso and arms were stained with bruise marks from the cables and pipes that were stuck to his body during his time with Professor Joseph. “Governor Gerald, Professor Joseph, and Evelyn are going to die by my hands. For the sake of Gregory and for the sake of all the people they put through so much pain because of their selfish goals, I'm going to make sure they pay,” Steven said, his voice laced with anger as he tightened his fist.

He paused and glared hard at me, trying to pry open my fingers on his torso. “Stop now, and tell me who he is?” I asked him calmly, suppressing my anger, and took a deep breath in the end. “Lauren’s first trainer, Vincent. Remember that military retire guy? He was the first one who tried to kill Lauren during a practice match.” Caellum yelled aloud. My blood went cold. How could I forget that person? Steve Rogers… A veteran and highly skilled in martial arts. Lauren was only seven at that time. I slowly moved my gaze to the person lying on the floor.

Maybe Katie was onto something when she mentioned that sometimes people outside of us have a better perspective. But Steven’s anger seems to be rising. “Is he the guy?” Steven asks. Apollo arches an eyebrow as if asking me the same question. He is the guy, but I don’t want him to know that or Steven to say anything. “Is this the guy you were talking about on our date?” Steven’s voice rises an octave, and he sounds more threatened than a raccoon on the business end of a broom after being caught stealing. “Is he the one you were thinking about while you were out with me?”

VAMPIRE CLAN HIDEOUT LUCAS In a large long room, a man is standing behind the window, both hands slipped into the pockets of the black pants he wore. He is 6’2 tall, chiseled hard face. His name is Lucas, the leader of the vampire clan. A century old but still very handsome. A lady vampire leapt up behind him, almost in a sneaky manner. Her fangs shot out and her eyes changed colors but as she made to lean in towards Lucas, he dodged to his right, swiftly turned and caught her by her neck.

~Amber~ ”Who?” My voice came out hard and confident. My anger was stirring up inside. ”You’re uncle. Carlos Knight. He was the one that turned your mate.” A shot of pain. The stab of a knife. My insides were burning and Stella was scratching the surface. Both of us on the hinge of insanity. ”He turned my mate? He hated them so much that he turned an innocent girl and forced war upon our kind for decades?” I was standing. My hands were balled up into fists and my voice came out in a threatening growl.