The Blue Knight Novels & Stories

What the hell was Winstock thinking, shoving a yacht club in the middle of all this? Unless, of course, Winstock didn’t plan to stop his harbor remodel with razing a local diner. Which still didn’t explain why he’d specifically dragged a St. Croix River Blue into the mix, Calder thought as he looked at his great-uncle, who hadn’t moved so much as a hair, what little he had left anyway, much less lifted a hand—or a gun—in welcome. He simply stood there, holding his ground, much as Calder assumed all the Blueberry Cove Blues had before him, and waited. Of course, the old man didn’t need a gun, or a gutting knife. Jonah Blue cut quite an imposing figure all by his lonesome. So much for imaginin

And that is when I saw him. The Knight Commander, Gideon Malik. The infamous Iron Wolf. He stood near the dais, silent and watchful, wearing dark velvet instead of his usual steel. Even without armor, he radiated danger. Broad shoulders, a sharp jaw, and eyes like glacial storms. He was devastatingly handsome and equally terrifying. My stomach knotted. I had never spoken to him, never stood close enough to see his smile. Beside him, Lady Kalali fluttered like a jewel-colored bird. Blond hair piled high in curls, hazel eyes sparkling, lips painted red. The Queen’s cousin. And officially the most beautiful woman in Jelita, according to last year’s beauty contest.

“Not in junior high, Dani, I can guarantee this conversation won’t leave the room.” I smiled. “So?” “Knight’s a good guy. Don’t know him as well as his brother, Ace, but he seems cool. Knight works at Blush when he’s not in vet school. He kinda keeps to himself, but he’s super tight with his family.” “How old is he?” “I don’t know, Dani. We don’t sit around and do each other’s nails.” I rolled my eyes. “Well, then what good are you to me?” “If you’d rather I get personal information from Knight than eat your pussy and make you come, let me know, baby. But that’s kind of a deal breaker for me, ’cause I’m not really interested in not eatin’ your pussy and makin’ you come.”

Ben Cross approached and took the heavy shopping bags from Mikayla’s hands. “Kaycee, it’s just a set of sheets. Must you make everyone upset?” I looked at my childhood friend, the man who had sworn to be my only knight in shining armor. Somewhere down the line, Ben’s attention had shifted to Mikayla. I held onto the bag with the blue bedding set. “All I wanted was a fresh, clean set of sheets.” Not giving them any more attention, I walked out of the store. On the way home, Ben was behind the wheel.

What was the odd of me knowing that my leaving the house will end up with me meeting two princes in real life? Even though one frightens the hell out of me and the other charms me at first encounter. I wouldn’t have thought so. Not in a million years. “You can say that.” My Knight responded still looking at me with concern which surprised me because we haven’t met before. This was our first encounter and I’m sure that he hasn’t seen me before anywhere near him or afar because there was nothing that could have brought connected us in meeting each other.

SOMETHING BLUE: The Bride must always wear something… anything… blue. It can be a trinket or undergarment. Some choose to put a blue lining on the wedding garter that they wear under their wedding gown. Ryder. That did not go as planned. Astrid is a little firecracker. You don’t handle her properly, she will explode. And damn! I did not handle that well. I wanted to woo her, show her my charming side, the one that is not uptight and suspicious of all women. The real me without masks and with all my guards down.

Even in the low lighting, she could see the family resemblance between them; the squareness of their jaws, the dark curly hair and the deep tan of their skin. "I'm sorry to say that I don't, Alpha." Alpha Kai hummed thoughtfully. "Did you know that my great-grandfather mated the sister to the King?" He pointed to the painting hung above his Beta's head. "They met at the King's coronation. She had the most incredible auburn hair down to the back's of her knees, and," he paused, turning to meet her gaze, "sapphire-blue eyes." Shit. He'd figured it out. And not only that, the Alpha was her distant cousin.

Thirty-seven years ago, Indаn urbаn. Phl Knight, the good-looking young American businessman, is somewhat proficient in Hindi — a fact that bodes well for his advantage in nеgotiating difficult deals such as this. Quick, dependable, and aggressive in the greatest American business tradition. And wearing tennis shorts and a tee-shirt to a business meeting, EGAD!

Their eyes held a smoldering gaze and their features had anything but harshness. Leonard Knight and Alex Knight. The Knight brothers. "Brother, what about today's hunt?" "We would be going but there is....." Leonard stopped replying to his younger brother Alex's question when a strange smell hit his nostrils. Without wasting a single moment he ran in the direction from where the unique smell was coming. It was more like lavender yet it can not be completely taken as that. "Brother, what's wrong?" Alex growled a little while following his brother's footsteps with equivalent speed. Even though both found it weird to smell such things they couldn't stop themselves from rushing toward the source

“I was busy.” “So I saw on the news streams.” Blue eyes the same shade as Knight's lifted from the now blank screen of his tablet and then he put it away. Knight got his blond hair from his mother, eyes from his father, and his stubbornness from both of them. His honor, however, was his own. The older man leaned back in his seat and studied Knight intently. Even with thirty years of living under his belt, nearly half those years spent in the military in some form or another, Knight had to fight not to squirm.