4 Knights Apocalypse Novels & Stories

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

“I come back from hell with your name in my head, with wounds I didn’t even bother healing because I wanted to see you first, and you look through me like I’m a shadow on the wall.” “You think I don’t care?” Aaron said, voice low. “I know you don’t,” Victor snapped. “Or maybe you just care for the ones in your bed.” That hit. Aaron’s expression shifted, just slightly. Victor stepped forward, his voice rising. “Four knights. Four. Not even discreetly. I come back with half my squad dead, and you’re there, moaning under four men like nothing happened.” “Victor-”

Nikolai asks me, he sounded all serious, I decided to answer him just as serious. “The godfather cucumber has been playing both sides against each other ordering the red apples to attack and destroy the green apples supplies of coffee. The head of the green apples who is married to the devil fruit both swear to keep their angel fruit out off what is going on. The angel fruit finds out what's going on calls her friends to help they come with their melted chocolate for torture! For torture I’m telling you!” I explain to him, it’s what I understood form Paul plus some of mine, I’m not that stupid after all. “What the…” Devil says while Paul laugh his bum off at us, he’s the one who started this

The tides have turned, and their reign of torment teeters on the precipice of defeat. Suddenly, the chamber door crashes open with a thunderous impact, revealing the silhouettes of my pack members, their eyes gleaming with determination. Led by the indomitable Princess Golder, they storm into the room, their feral presence filling the air with raw power. A symphony of snarls and claws ensues as my pack clashes with the Krypts, the clash of supernatural forces reverberating through the chamber. Each member of the Athens pack fights with a fierce resolve, their movements fluid and calculated. They know their mission: to rescue their prince and dismantle the Krypts’ reign of terror.

The whole place was white and the only sound she was hearing was the sound of wind. "Are you all scared of me? Show your cowardly faces!" Sonia shouted. There was no answer and it got Sonia more infuriated. "You all are pathetic deities who do nothing but live up here" There appeared before her four beings all on horses and she knew who they were. She had read about the FOUR HORSEMEN OF THE APOCALYPSE. The first one was death and his brother Hades, whose brother was Ariel, whose brother was Baphometh; they were the guardians of the portal.

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

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"Surround them!" The rogue leader commanded. Kian and the knights are gathered in the middle with their backs on each other. "Just wait" Kian linked them. "Attack!" "Now!" With that, the knights disappeared and the enemies clashed to one another. They are all sprawled on the ground groaning. "Get up!" The leader yelled. They are all looking around but the Knights are nowhere to be seen. "Where are they?" One of them asked. But they heard someone screamed. And when they saw who, the man is already dead. Then they saw a black smoke and shadows that moves in them and whoever it pass through, dies.

Now, they sent out a bigger force. A large group of the original Knights of Death. Vincent knew it because the original Knights of Death wore armor and carried a trident each. Those who didn’t wear armors were just their followers from the realms. Vincent placed his hand on Cohen’s wolf and said, “Get your paws healed. The blades they’re using are poisonous.” “I’ll be fine,” Cohen said to him. “You’re as stubborn as ever.” Vincent cracked his neck and knuckles. “I promised myself not to rely on my wolf after what had happened in the past. But it seems I have to break that promise.”

Quietly, snow fell over the landscape made up of jagged rocks that shot off from the mountain side and the powder like whiteness kissed the emerald needles of the massive pine trees but it was the bodies of my own knights that started to haunt my body, my mind, and my soul. Taking a heavy step forward, all of my senses seemed to have abandoned me; I couldn’t hear, I couldn’t feel- Hell, I was surprised I could see and take in sight. One of my youngest knights, Nicholas, who I only saw a few minutes ago stabbing the life out of a Northern Whisper was now laying motionless upon the snowy ground; his chest cavity still bleeding out, intestines ripped violently from their home and pulled through