Xavier Knight Book Novels & Stories

I am seated in the most secluded part of the café. I continued reading some of my notes. “Do you know Mr. King’s daughter is the fiancée of Mr. Alexander Knight?” Another woman strikes a conversation with her friend, a little bit from where I was but I heard my father’s name that’s why my ears instantly hooked in their conversation. I couldn’t hear her words after saying my father’s name because the barista was calling someone’s name for their coffee. “Really?” Her exaggerated reaction made some people threw a glance at their table. It was so fucked up because after that, they started whispering at each other. I couldn’t hear it anymore!

I answer her with a wink. “It’s not like that Devil, they wanted to kill you” she says tears going down her face, I read the whole chapter I know what happened, I believe her, I believe she put everything in her stories, she always does, but not this time, this time we’re going to win, for once I the bad person would win the princess and leave with her.

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

Not the ugly, scarred, cracked-open pieces that had to survive long before Brandon ever happened. He knows the aftermath. The bruises and the blood. The hospital photos, the scars I couldn’t hide. But that’s just a chapter. There’s a whole damn book before that, and most of it doesn’t have happy endings. Xavier doesn’t know the things I’ve done. The people I’ve tricked. The way I’ve used my body just to stay warm, just to eat, just to make it through the night. He doesn’t know how survival can twist a person into something unrecognizable—and how easy it is to become numb when no one is watching.

I stared at the shredded pieces of my sketchbook on the floor, my chest heaving. “You… you didn’t just do that,” I whispered. Xavier Knight stood in the middle of my bedroom like he owned the place. No guilt. No hesitation. Just ice in his eyes and destruction in his hands. “I warned you,” he said coldly, stepping over the torn pages like they meant nothing. “Burn that marriage certificate, and you’ll regret it.” “That sketchbook was mine,” I snapped, my voice cracking. “You had no right”

Xavier was always gone to work before she woke up in the morning and he came back when she was already locked up in her room with a book, readying herself to go to bed. She had even conveyed her request to go out by slipping in a written note through his door when he had left and she had seen his reply the next morning, his perfectly outlined one-line order penned on a sheet of paper: "Go with the bodyguards or no deal." She opened a page of one of the books she finally decided on to start with, sniffing the pleasant scent that could only be found in new books. She leaned against her bed, snuggling her body with a pillow, and then allowed herself to be transported into a world of hopeless ro

He is just the male who donated his sperm to create me; he is not, and never will be, my father. Xavier glared at her, his body rigid with anger. He could not wait for Morningstar to grab her back and put the ungrateful little bitch in her place. The Council Leader frowned ‘This is not the place to air your grievances, young lady. Xavier Knight is the King of the Black Knight MC. He has been a well-respected member of our Alliance for many years. You, on the other hand, are our newest deputy Leader; it is your first time at our meetings, and I sincerely hope your Leader will teach you a little more respect before you come to the next one.’

"You think Desmond Knight controls the Knights? You are delusional, just like the old man," she said with a smile that felt like it was empty, as if she wanted to really laugh at these delusional people around her. Only she knows who calls the shots for the Knights. Desmond Knight is just a puppet whom Xavier is using for the time being.

I prayed that we will continue to be a complete and understanding family where there is no conflict. I looked at the man beside me, the man who made my life complete. The man who made me believed that there really is true love for me. I smiled knowing that he’ll always be my side, protecting me and our future little ones soon. This man is my life and without him, I would be nothing. I rested my head on his shoulders and felt the solemnity of the place. This is my home, my knight in shining suit who would save me always. Ethan is and will always be my home.

Xavier left me battered and bruised in my desperate pursuit, while Kane healed me with warmth that felt real and grounded. I looked at his gentle eyes, and it stirred a mix of emotions in me. The pain of the past had not fully faded, yet for the first time, the warmth I felt before me made me want to stay. As the days passed, I eventually felt at home in the North. Kane’s gentleness felt like a thick armor, shielding me from all the wounds I had suffered in the past. However, just when I thought I had finally begun to let go of the past, Xavier came looking for me. He had set aside all the pride and dignity of an Alpha heir, wanting only to see me once more.