In Need of a Knight

In Need of a Knight

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Sirens. Witches. Werewolves. Knights. Heroines. Romance. Drama. Love. Heat. Passion. Tragedy. Bliss. Ignorance. Death. These are all the things that travel through my mind on an everyday basis. I, Novella White, am a hopeless romantist with a love of all things fictional. I blame my parents partly for naming me Novella, which means small novel. I mean they basically named me book! Either i would grow to love books or hate them and it is pretty obvious which choice i chose. So I am just a normal seventeen year old who just happens to love steamy romance novels. But what seventeen year old has never had their first kiss! Or has never had a boyfriend! My life, aside from soul-cushing AP classes and my non-existent social life, resolves around books and fantasy. So imagine my surprise when I am suddenly thrown into fuedal England where knights and robbers gallavant through the woods. Where princesses have their ladies in waiting do everything other than kiss their lovers. It also doesn't help when you first get their and you are thrown into a terrible situation like waking up in a brothel! My life is slowly sinking into madness or maybe this is just fate being kind for once.....or maybe not!
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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