Arknight Ansel Novels & Stories

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“Who do they think they are? They have no right!” Butler John remained silent; he only wanted to state his opinion. Whether Elliot would accept it or not was Elliot’s decision. “The Torres family is nothing! No matter how powerful Colton was, he’s just a cripple now.” “But Ansel is different.” A calm voice echoed from the entrance. “I got someone to look into him. Ansel joined the Sword Camp when he was serving the army.” “It’s said that he’s a living legend and the Head Coach’s personal guard!”

I’ve braided my long black hair, undone it, then re-braided it, fidgeting about in the back, settling even deeper into my large, white, fur coat, and I decided it's time to say something. “I’m hungry sir,” I tell the driver. The golden and brown curtain dividing the front and back of the carriage is drawn and my bodyguard, Dante, checks on me. He’s dressed in his official black and red armor, and I can see his sword poking through the side of the curtain, about to fall over to my side. “Aren’t you hot in that thing,” I ask. “Aren’t you, dressed in that fancy rug,” Dante replies, mocking my coat. “I’ll have you know I can have your head for that, as the future wife of Imperator Seth,” I giggl

CAROLINE ESTER'S POV "Come Again?" he moves his mouth closer to my ears. "Do you think that it is appropriate for you to ask that to your Alpha?" Maybe this man thinks he just misheard it. I scratch my hair. "Yes, you heard it right. Make love with me, Knight Archangel." I said, clearly. I really wanted to stop Lexus from whatever he is aiming. He chose her and that is a valid reason for us to stop. This man is Knight Archangel, I just found out who he is earlier and decided to make him part of my plan.

He had always rejected the position while trying to fight the darkness that lurked deep inside of him, but I knew that we couldn't fight it except he wasn't a true Moretti. I enjoyed the idea of him working with me. Apart from Francesco and Aurora, he was the only loyal person that I knew would take a bullet for me without thinking twice about it. Our love for each other was deeper and complex than anyone could understand. As a matter of fact, I didn't want anyone to understand us… it was safer to be unpredictable when you are surrounded with people that you can't trust. Angelo waited for me beside one of my cars. We were to go together to an old warehouse after grey's park. Things could go

Ana clenched her fist and took a deep breath before approaching the crowd. “I’m Ana Mystica. Yes, I was the last person to talk to grandma Tasing, but we left her in good hands with her grandchild. How can you say I’m involved?” Ana asked with a furrowed brow. The people nodded in agreement, as Ana’s words were indeed true. The investigator looked at Ana and grinned. “I know you, Lady Ana Mystica. A stranger from Manila. You’re also Don Martin Montecillo’s girlfriend. The people here don’t know you. How do we know you’re not a bad person?” the investigator said with a smirk.

My baby whimpered, and Dante shook his head at her “I am not here to hurt you, Aurora, if anything, I came here to help you out with a cause that we are all sharing” Alessandro walked inside the room, followed by Angelina, Elena, and Maria. Elena smiled at me, and ran to my side, sitting on the edge of the bed and despite how nervous I was, I smiled at her, nodding as she ran her finger over his hand, before I glared back at the woman “Eva D’Angelo is Nicolas’s mate, and the keeper of the Guardian’s Eye, in other words, the Compass of Secret’s best friend”

- Agnes asks, amused. - Love, I had to make several plans with you. Ulric Chuckles. - Do it. I don't know what Klaus will become like if Angel leaves. The couple get up and leave. They go to the room that had been assigned to them. - I'm going to hunt. I need fresh blood to think. - Dark says, kissing Agnes on the lips, and in seconds, he is in the forest, looking for something big to drink. Agnes opens a small suitcase and takes out a vial of white powder. She pours some on a small table and puts away the rest. Then, standing with her hands over the ashes, she starts her chant.

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

But being in this tent calm the shit out of him, especially with what he just witnessed this morning. With the deep orange shades of sunset now turning to utter onyx-blue, Ansel frowned at how come the night came so fast. How their pack was now again drenched in darkness, that even their over one thousand torches all around their pack’s territory alight with undimming flames from the fire magic of their ancestors seemed to be a joke. “Alain visited Sasha.” Ansel doesn’t need to glance at his side to confirm it was Giro’s talented eyes and sharp ears that allowed him to gather this ‘vital’ information.