Ark Knight Novels & Stories

" The Captains shouted. Flashback ends. Kent sat down thinking how he would be able to fight without the Omni-Caliburn being locked away. The Demon barely gave him any context or a plan of what would happen to them if they fought. "I wish I still had the Terra breaker blade. If I had that, maybe I would be in better shape!" Kent sighed. Rex tapped his shoulder "General, forgive me for disturbing you but you have a package from lady Charlotte it is waiting for you inside the armory." "Thank you, I have a feeling this will be a very long day." Kent ordered. The knight walked towards the armory finding a massive black adamantine coffin chained and guarded by many of the Iron wolf's best and eli

She looked at the direction where the arrow came from and saw Eric, the Knight of Red Flames, standing on the center of the road that leads to the southern region. He held a dangerous glint in his eyes as he stared at her hatefully. Beside him emerged the remaining Knights of Shaula. A woman with blond hair and blue eyes that looked very much like Lucian: Faline Liu, the Knight of Rushing Stream; A man in bronze skin with bulky build: Iwaoka, the Knight of Twilight; Another woman with beastly arms and legs, grinning at them, particularly at Tara Jōn: Tara, the Knight of the Wild Beasts, and;

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

NIRVANA I smiled at Carter. “Yeah. I’m a werewolf.” “You look wonderful, Vana. If he’s over you, come find me.” “Cut the shit, Archie.” Knight chuckled as he hugged Archibald. “Glad you could make it.” “I would not miss for the entire world,” Chance was the one to reply. Kain and Dane were engrossed in their conversation at the corner. “Hey.” Kain hugged me. “I thought we lost you.”

"I know someone who can handle a setup like this on short notice. He’s a genius with light installations." "He?" Arthur’s eyes narrowed instantly. "Lalaki?" Tania gave a pointed, sweet smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Yes, Arthur. A man. His name is Klint. He’s incredibly talented, very handsome, and he actually listens when people talk." Arthur slammed his coffee cup down a little too hard on the marble table. "Klint? What kind of name is Klint? Sounds like a character in a bad soap opera. Sigurado ka bang professional 'yan? Baka mamaya scammer 'yan."

The Shadow Knight pressed his advantage. "The forgotten surrendered identity to escape pain. I maintain identity precisely because of pain. The Council's crimes have names. Their victims had names. Justice requires this specificity." He reached into his essence where the Soulstone resided, drawing forth power that responded to his focused will. Shadows coalesced around him, hardening into armour that protected not merely transformed flesh but the core of identity itself. "I am the Shadow Knight. Once Kaelen Dawnblade. Bearer of the Soulstone. Enemy of the corrupt Council. Avenger of the murdered innocents. I claim these names and purposes. I reject oblivion's comfort."

He carried a staff adorned with glowing runes, his violet eyes sharp and calculating. “Arinthal Starweaver,” Ramon continued, his tone laced with tension. “The Great Wizard.” The last figure emerged silently, his presence more menacing than the others. His jet-black armor absorbed the moonlight, and his golden eyes gleamed with predatory intent. “Kaiden Nightwalker,” Ramon growled. “The Rogue Alpha.” Jasmine’s knees nearly buckled under the weight of their combined auras, but she refused to back down. Something inside her, the ancient presence that had been stirring, rose to the surface, pushing away her fear.

Aside from that, his amber-colored eyes made him look friendly and approachable especially when he matched it with his warm smile. “I’m sorry. You must’ve been surprised that I started talking to you. I’m Calyx Reinhart, a C-rank adventurer, and a rookie. I was sponsored by the Armani Merchant guild.” What a small world. Dio thought as his left brow rose at the mention of a certain familiar name. “I’m Arkin, sponsored by the hearth merchant guild,” Dio said with a stoic expression and uninterested tone. “Judging by the color of your hair and the sound of your name, are you perhaps related with House Romanov?”

He’s snuggling her with questions, she looks at me, smiling. “Mine.” My wolf growls at the young man been so close to her. I radiate jealousy as I see the man touch and hold Justin’s hands. “Stop being a creep.” Justin tells the young man before turning to look at me. He turns and notice I’m sitting in the room in the clinic. “I’m Luke, Justin’s brother.” He gives me his hand for a handshake. I stood up from the sit and take his hand. “I’m Arthur.” I say respectfully and with a smile on my face. I could have sworn that I have seen Luke somewhere.

The man who was hiding exactly who that knight was. “Captain Harold Jackson, the Black OmniKnight. Yeah, you’ll be perfect.” The man whispered to himself. Harold, the knight, felt a disturbance in the air. He could feel something was wrong and was on guard. He held the hilt of his sword on his hip. The moment he sensed something, he swung his sword, simultaneously unsheathing it. “Kyaa!” Harold stopped his sword just before hitting his target. The target was a young woman dressed in the castle’s servant clothing. The girl was on the floor and was trembling in fear.