Anti Ntr Knight Novels & Stories

His focus was still on the knife. “You cannot tie us like this,” Akon said in anger and tried to free his hands. “What I’m capable of doing, you don’t have any idea,” Nat said and turned his gaze towards Akon. Zane and Akon, for a moment, become scared after seeing his expressions. “Sebastian Knight,” Zane said while gulping his saliva. Today he was seeing the Sebastian Knight in Nathan, and this thing was enough to dry his blood in his veins. “It’s good that you remembered that I’m the son of Sebastian Knight,” Nathan said and walked towards them. He kept a tip of the knife on Zane’s arm, and before Zane could say anything, Nathan gave a deep and long cut on his arm.

"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.

"Wuuuuuu!. Go Avengers!. North! north! north!." The girls began to chant my name as always. Inwardly I was less concerned, especially now that I know who my mate is. I glanced around the field for her, she'd better be here to watch her Knight lose while she's going to become my Servant. "And here we have the Red rebels coming in, hurray." Knight and his other team members sashayed into the yard, with hair dripping of water or was it sweat. Knight is the only one with red hair, I don't know why they named it Red Rebels anyways.

"You are wrong Zera. This game he is talking about is not only finding her, this game is about killing. Those who are good at fighting will survive and those who do not know will die." Zera was shocked by what she heard, she didn't know that it was going to be so deep. "That's why we have to go back there, to asked someone to train us, also you Zera, you should know how to defend yourself, you're their target," Nash said making everyone stop. Gavin and Xanti looked at Zera.

I could already see the struggle in Nate’s voice as he tried to form the words. My brows furrowed with sympathy at Nate because, among the 3 suspected knights, there were only one species that can move at an incredible speed. “Y-you’re talking about vampires, aren’t you?” Nate finally asked. “Yes.” Ace confirmed and I could see that he was also starting to feel sympathy for him. Because among the three knights, there was only one vampire in them. And that one vampire is Terrence.

A Marvio Ancienterre gives recognition to Nathaniel's show of power. Nathaniel seething calmly as his aura burning the very ground. He was assigned as the captain of Legendary Royal Knights as well as the commander of the Royal order. His strength could par and even surpasses his older brother Nicholai, who in the contrary has an agape mouth just witnessing the showed of power, his little brother did.

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.”

Not even able to use a single complex magic before. “Being a medical Knight is a dangerous position in the Knights Association. Since you are the one that supports a whole squad, enemy Knights will be aiming for you first. Take out the healer of the team, and the rest of the team is handicapped. That is why you need to keep yourself put of the battlefield in a team first.”

“So, tell me, how’s your mom?” Kn opened his mouth and roared at Carlos so loudly that it made both Sue and the guard jump. The guard’s finger was on the button of the controller, poised to press it if shit went down. Instead, Carlos cowered down in his chair and Knight sent over a smirk of his own. Knight hadn’t roared because he had lost control, he had roared to prove that he was the one in control. “Just as I thought,” Knight said with a sneer. “You’re pathetic. You prey on women, children, and humans because you know how weak you are. Hell, my grandpa had twenty-five years on you and he still ran you out of our pack.”

Every time Elena or Andrew pushed back against something, Knight's silence added gravity to the pushback, made it feel heavier than it needed to, made resistance feel costly in ways that were difficult to articulate but impossible to ignore. It was a technique that required patience and a complete absence of ego, and Knight had both in uncomfortable abundance. Al'thor was the most dangerous of the three, and not because he was the loudest or the most aggressive. He was dangerous precisely because he appeared to be neither. He played the stabilizer — the voice of reason, the one who smoothed over Karlson's provocations and Knight's pressure with measured tones and carefully worded compromises