Valerie Knight Novels & Stories

"I am so sorry I didn't get a chance to greet you earlier. Things were just so hectic with the announcement. Kanya, right? Zane said you're the best secretary he’s ever had. I hope we can be friends. I'm going to be around the office a lot more now." I looked at her and felt a sickening wave of conflict. I wanted to hate her. I wanted to see a villain in those soft eyes, but all I saw was a woman who looked genuinely happy. She was glowing with the kind of peace that only comes from thinking you are loved. She didn't know she was the other woman. She didn't know she was the wrecking ball that had just leveled my entire life. "Hello, Sydney," I said. My throat felt like it was full of glass.

Moving the light and moving through the spacey room, my eyes then landed on rows and rows of not books, but journals; each one titled on the spine with a date and moving with a hot purpose, my hands found their way to a random dated journal. Flipping through the pages and stopping randomly, my eyes found handwriting that looked so old and ink no longer dark, lightened with age, I read a few sentences. This past week was foul, leaking with appalling tendencies, and as I choose to write this, my hand is shaking with repugnance. Allerick has tried and trued his position to me as Alpha Knight and husband, and even as my best friend, but I feel as if I cannot always condone in sharing my personal

My Alpha Of Knight. *************THE END************

“Chelsea knows she’s not my favorite, don't worry about her.” “Yes, Val and I have met. I’ve seen her around. Hello, Val.” Meredith said and gave Valkyrie a curt but somewhat polite smile. Val was wearing a white midi dress with see-through lace panels going down her front and back and around her waist making it rather difficult to wear a bra without someone seeing and Meredith didn’t see one.

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

“So keep dreaming demon boy, soon I’ll remember even the spells from Hecta and then my friend you will be in trouble.” Legion didn’t say anything, he hit her with another energy ball, she cried out in pain. She was bleeding a little bit. “If you want to keep pressing my patience Anabel Knight, I will make your stay here very painful, and you can bet those Angel’s aren’t going to be able to fix you when I’m done.” He said looking at her. “Don’t piss me off anymore, I have very small patience for annoyance.”

The only person her forgiveness matters the most and I don't mind if she punishes me for being evil. Valeria,she stood before me,her deep ocean blue eyes digging into nine. “Valerie?”. I called,my heart thumping. She looked gorgeous in her sky blue dress with a black slippers. Her beautiful Auburn hair was packed in a neat bun, her skin glowing under the early morning sun. “Mate”. My wolf howled happily in my head, Valerie shut the door at my face when I was about to touch her beautiful face.

“Damn, I thought she had some nice tits, but those things are fucking huge.” “Are you going to leave the door open?” Damien asked, smirking at her. “I mean, earlier you were so worried about people seeing you naked out there, and now, you’re standing there with the door wide open and your naked body on display.” Valerie jumped, spinning quickly, and closing the door behind her. Her nerves rattled as she stood there, wanting desperately to cover her body, but knowing Damien would only make her drop her arms, anyway.

He says, and I frown. “Moretti isn’t dead?” Kaius nods. “He is now, by the sounds of things. As I said, I’ll have to dig some more, but while we’re on the subject…” he says and hands me the tablet he was on a few minutes ago. He brings up a screen of an unknown woman and points to it. “Victoria Valentine— a sniper who has been sending subtle messages to me to let me know she can easily kill me. She used to be in the military but left on a dishonorable discharge and has been missing ever since. I have no idea what issue she has with me—”