Arknight Tags Novels & Stories

Across every screen, in brutal white letters, a message blazed: Tag acquired. Retrieval authorized. Nyxara laughed, a sound that started low and grew wild, edged with something ancient and dangerous. “Oh,” she whispered, soft as snowfall, deadly as a blade in the dark. “So that’s your game.” She straightened to her full height, wiped the blood from her mouth, and let her eyes blaze with the impossible light of her legacy—violet and white, fury and power. “You just made yourselves easy to find.”

“You’re not making a deal with Lucas. You’re making one with me. And if you don’t, well, I hope you like cats.” “What do you want?” “First, you need to make a charitable donation to FONTA, anonymously, of course. We don’t want people thinking you went and did something nice.” The Friends of the Night Association, or FONTA for short, is an organization that promotes human-vampire relationships, both personal and professional. “And the size of the donation needs to be at least half of the amount you sold me for.” My father does his best not to recoil from the thought of doing anything to help FONTA. “What else?”

"It wants a physical token. Localized key sequence. We can't crack this remotely." Lina stared at the screen. "We have ninety percent of it. This last ten?" Sophia shook her head. "Dead end." Trent pushed through the glass door onto the cracked rubber mat. The place smelled of sweat and rust. The kid at the counter didn't look up from his magazine. Trent slapped a twenty on the laminate. "Day pass." The kid slid a clipboard over. "Sign." Trent scribbled a fake name and headed down the hall. Locker 88. Gray paint peeling.

I had been with Marcus Hale for eight years. I gave him two children, but his heart had always belonged to another she-wolf. When my cousin, his first love, returned to the pack, I finally realized it was time to end things. I went to the pack's administration office to file the paperwork to leave the pack. But the moment I stepped inside, I heard Marcus's voice. "The pack anniversary banquet is next month. That dress fits you perfectly." Then a she-wolf replied, sounding hesitant, "But that gown belongs to the Luna. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to wear it?"

The same symbols she’d seen faintly glowing on Arawn’s feather. “What is this place?” Fen walked into the center of the circle. The moment his paws crossed the weathered stones… The carvings awakened. Soft blue light flowed through the ancient runes like water finding an old riverbed. Rowan instinctively reached for her pistol. The pendant beneath her shirt grew warm. Then hot. She pulled it free. The silver rowan tree glowed with the same pale blue light. “No way…” The lights spread from stone to stone until the entire clearing shimmered beneath the moon.

Which I am glad for. The after-party had been in full swing for about half an hour when she walked in. I had my back to her. “Dude you need to turn the fuck around right now,” Nick says to me. I look at him like he has lost his mind. I know he isn’t drunk yet. Shit neither of us has had that much to drink. I see him staring at something behind me. I turn around not expecting much. My brain officially shuts the fuck down. There walking toward Brady is Kyaria. She has on a shimmery pink dress that is just tight enough around her tits and forms perfectly to the rest of her body and stops mid-thigh. I look down and she has silver heels on to finish out the look. My mouth is instantly

another guard added in a low voice, his expression equally dark. “I’ll deal with him later,” Park growled. “Secure the entire area and make sure that bastard doesn’t have any accomplices lurking around. He dared to attack my sister in our own territory, right under our damn noses.” Every word came out through clenched teeth. The suffocating darkness radiating from him instantly silenced the surrounding security personnel, who lowered their heads and stepped aside as Park continued toward Belle. Then his expression softened. “Hey, angel.” His voice became impossibly gentle.

Cora commented. I am sure the look I gave her was a weird one. I had no idea what she meant until I looked down at my plate. Fuck, I finished everything on it. I have never done that before. I stared at my plate as it was lifted from the table. Theo and Taghg disappeared after breakfast. I was guessing they went to get his friend Ruadh. I was walking around out back. It was still snowing but it had slowed down. I had just circled the pool when I caught his scent. I looked into the forest and there standing in the tree line was Bryce. He had some ball to show up here. I have no idea how he got past the patrols and this deep into the territory. He took a step towards me but stopped quickly as

But his Charger was his baby, just like my Harley was mine. I took the lead and River rode beside me, while Cruz followed us. So far, I didn't see any members of Nightshade or anything suspicious, but that wasn't to say that the threat wasn't there. But it was late, and Nightshade had probably finished patrolling for the night. One could only hope. But I refused to live my life in fear. We made a left turn, and the night was gorgeous. Hot already, even though it was nice. But wolf-shifters didn't feel the heat or the cold like humans. The stars were out, but the moon wouldn't be out again until the Summer Solstice in June.

He was looking as hot as ever in his black leather jacket and a white t-shirt. The Dark Moon Pack is one of the strongest packs in Ark Town and they hold a lot more power than our pack- The Moon Stone Pack, because they are richer and more successful. The rivalry amongst the wolves of the Dark Moon Pack and the Moon Stone Pack is pretty old. Even nowadays, it only takes minimal efforts to escalate a fight between the two clans. That is why I normally stay away from these people. I tore my gaze away from Ronan when I felt a tug on my arm. I turned around to see Zane, Ronan's best friend from the Blood Shire Pack, looking at me with hazy eyes.