Sydney Knight Novels & Stories

Andrew Knight: He is 29years handsome man who is heir to Knight groups and is the CEO of it. He is a player with a face of adonis. He is one of the most eligible bachelor of New York. But like every player he also fell in love with a woman but unfortunately that woman already belongs to someone else. He will not easily give up on his love of life and will go to any heights to get her even if he has to use her younger sister for that. Amelia Paulsen:

Seeing that she took note of his words, Luke finally straightened up and went out with Hunter. When he passed Finn, he did not forget to give the latter a warning look. Finn's lips curled up. He waited until the two went out before finally speaking, "Your knights are quite protective." "They're not my knights. They're my best friends." Sydney corrected him. Finn shrugged and did not refute. He lifted his feet and walked toward the hospital bed. Sydney looked at him. "What do you want to talk to me about? I remember that we're not exactly friends. We don't even know each other, so I don't think there's anything to say between us."

Shrike saluted. "I am YunnoHarra Fullvrink, Priestess Adept of New Hope and this man next to me is my summoned hero and... My (Blush) Partner... Kent Redridge Knight of the stars... We are here to help Captain tell us where we are needed?" Yunno asked.

KYLE'S POV I squinted my brows as I looked amongst the crowd searching for a particular figure. Looking closely I noticed that I couldn't find the figure. No, that shouldn't be happening. I frowned and sat well then looked again closely only to see that the figure I was looking for was missing. "Guards." I frowned calling out to the guards who were by my side. "Yes, Alpha." The guards answered as they rushed over. "Where's that maid?" I frowned.

I replied. “Then, how—” “I don’t know as well, okay! I was also shocked that he asked me to go to that musical.” I cut her words and her mouth was opened. She might be shocked to see me like this while defending myself. Knighton is not like any other guys. He’s not a jerk like Hades Cortez or Jericho Marquez or Chadwick Gaston. He’s smoother and softer than Jervic Perez, Yuan Zaragoza, Kellan Durano and Phytos Limon combined. He’s not as playful as Harry Oropeza, Barkley Mariano or Gavin Merculio. Nor as whiny as Tristan Herrera. He’s different. He has this strong mask outside because he’s handsome and tall and he looks strong but he’s more than that.

Sydney asked and sat down and Jacob sat beside her. “Well, we aren’t spies so I asked around,” he said but it was a lie. She nodded and smiled. “Well, my name is Sydney Blair, I’m twenty-one years old and I was born in Ottawa, Canada,” She said and Kevin nodded. “Nice to meet you, I’m Jacob Kn- Lee, Jacob Lee and I’m twenty-five” he said and Sydney smiled. “And it’s nice to meet you too…” she said and blushed.

Killian I fumed as I mounted my motorcycle and headed towards the activity center. The tour was so exhausting, I couldn’t walk another step. The wish to see Sydney surrender had backfired. Why wasn’t she breaking? I hadn’t expected her to hold on much longer. Yet she was the most resilient woman I had ever seen. I was so wrong about her. I had expected a pretentious bit*h who I could hate easily, but Sydney was a total opposite. Although she was a billionaire’s only daughter, she was humble and down-to-earth. Who in their right senses would decline so much easy money?

I was beyond shocked. A man in a black suit has a sharp jaw, dark eyes that looked like they did not see much that surprised them anymore. He had no smile on. I scrolled down through the headlines. Youngest billionaire in the city. CEO of Knight Holdings. Known for ruthless business decisions. Has destroyed competitors without showing any mercy. Linked to multiple corporate scandals. Untouchable. I clicked on an article. There were photos of him at galas and business events, always in black, always with the same unreadable expression. People around him in the photos stood slightly apart, the way people stand when they are not completely comfortable.

Sydney doesn't have any powers to observe other powers. " What the hell is happening? What is she doing? Answer me," I shouted at Lydia. She must have to know the answer. " I don't know. I never saw something like this in my whole life. Sydney's born in a royal family. But I don't think she knows to steal someone's power. Whoever's controlling her must be stronger and must have lived for many centuries. We did a big mistake by finding a way to open this door. Now, I don't even have my powers to help her." Lydia complained, looking hopeless. We are standing ten feet away from Sydney and can't do anything to get the soul out of Sydney's body.

Before I can say a word the door to Nick's office is slammed open and one of our warriors tumbles in through the door being held up by a panting sweaty looking Adrian. "What the fuck is going on?" Nick shouts as he rises from his chair quickly followed by everyone else in the room. Adrian settles the warrior onto one of the empty chairs but he barely seems to be conscious while Adrian struggles to get his breath back. "Adrian?" My mate suddenly shouts. His head swings in our direction and I watch as confusion and then complete relief flashes across his face when he sees my mate.