Novelas y relatos de Sydney Knight

If she tried staying at a hotel, they'd recognize her quickly, and suspicions would fly. Sydney nodded. “I'm Sydney Morgan by the way.” She didn't want to say Gavin's surname or she'd cry an ocean this time. He stretched out a hand, with a friendly smile on his face. “Gabriel Patel.” She shook his hand. “Are you, by chance, related to Mr. Alfred Patel?” He shook her hand for a bit too long. “I wish.” His smile didn't reach his eyes. Gabriel took her to his motorbike across the street. Her eyes glowed with glitz. It had been so long since she had ridden on one of these.

“It was a fucking street fight; if she used silver chains, it would have been legal. What the fuck, Sage?” “You have nearly a thousand wins under your belt, she’s coasting 250 wins in the featherweight section. So you losing to her is making us all look bad; because how the fuck did she knock you out, Creed?” he says, actually sounding worked the fuck up. “You’re an Alpha and she’s an orphaned Beta with no pack. What the hell happened out there?” “She’s my mate,” comes out before I can even stop myself and Sage’s eyes grow wide. “The Mate Bond Sighting clicked, and she took advantage of my distraction and surprise. She won fair and square, Sage.”

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

“Well I have underestimated you Ms. Knight.” He said clapping his hands. “Maybe now you will give me some trouble and I can actually play a game with you.” He said turning his back to her. “Actually might have to bring Hecta back, so that means I could kill Marcus.” He said walking towards her.

good Kiyara, way to embarrass your self. “She is my designer head NK" he said with frustration clear in his voice and I just nodded in confirmation. And with that I felt two heated stares on me. Come on I am not an object stop staring at me... “Thank god! She is not your girlfriend...!!!!” NK said with a smirk on his face and came towards me took my hand slowly and placed a feather like kiss on my hand... sending shivers through my body... this meeting is going to be interesting....!

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

The competition was a medley relay, where the team is composed of 4 members, and each member will swim different Strokes; backstroke, breaststroke, butterfly stroke, and the last would be freestyle. SU team was lined up with; Kian going first, followed by Hero, Then Migo, and the last will be Zai.

Who doesn't know the Knight company, the biggest company in the country, probably the world, but i don't get to attach with them "So what does Xavier have to do with THE KNIGHT COMPANY" I asked, watching her as she scrolled up through her phone, she looked up at me with a smile on her "You got yourself a billionaire" She said, showing me her phone, a big smile evident on her face, and I read what was in the screen, and what was written made my feet frozen, "Meet Xavier Knight, the CEO of THE KNIGHT COMPANY"

SYDNEY The weight of disappointment settled heavily upon my shoulders, dragging me down like an anchor as I retreated to the solace of my room. The once-familiar corridors of the villa now seemed to twist and turn, each path leading to a dead end of uncertainty. Sebastian's unwavering fixation on Natalia loomed over us, casting a long, dark shadow on our every interaction. Collapsing onto my bed, its soft embrace cradling me, I let out a long, weary sigh. My gaze fixed on the ceiling above, a blank canvas that mirrored the expanse of my thoughts. The room felt like a suffocating cocoon, the walls closing in around me, stifling the very air I breathed. Minutes stretched into an eternity, each

For a while, I thought my heart was going to break. “Ryder…” “I know!” he interrupted. “I’m Ryder Van Woodsen, right?” “You’re my knight in shining armor, Ryder. But I don’t believe in fairy tales anymore. I don’t want to wake up one day and find myself shattering to pieces again. Bryan broke me, and you fixed me. If I break because of you, I don’t think I can be fixed again. So please, I would rather have you in my life, as a dear friend. And I will love you forever.”