Arknights Jacket Novels & Stories

In a world of lies, Lucian’s possessiveness was the only thing that felt real. Lucian reached for the heavy, midnight-blue jacket. He held it open, and Thalynn slid his arms into the sleeves. The weight of the garment was immense—the silver filigree and the Alpha insignias felt like armor, but also like a yoke. Lucian stepped behind him again to pull the jacket up over his shoulders. He smoothed the fabric down Thalynn’s back, his palms lingering over his shoulder blades. Then, he moved to the front to fasten the silver toggles.

The sleepy guardian left the room with his robe. Cai remained and picked out some clothes for him to wear. She wanted him to look dignified. She found a black tunic with gold trim and a matching belt. There was also some leather, chest armor with an eagle crescent on it. She thought that would look good since the eagle has been the universal symbol of the clans since the ending of the Clan Wars. In a basket were some black hose, which she examined next to the tunic to see if they matched. She gave her approval with a smile and placed everything on the bed. A pair of black boots completed the outfit. Cai wandered back to her room to prepare herself. She found two ladies waiting there for her.

His normally easy smile on his clean-shaven face seemed forced. "Beloved," he said as he stopped in front of me. "Cole." I nodded in greeting. "I have something for you. We were going to give it to you tonight with a big party, but I think it might come in useful now." He held out a leather jacket in my size with the Ardor Brother's crest on the back of it. I accepted it running my fingers over the embroidery. "Wow, thank you." "It's from all of us. It has a Kevlar built into it. Normally it's supposed to protect from falls from a bike, but it also comes in handy with light shrapnel. Not a direct hit, though."

I strode behind them with Lyra silently accompanied me along with Arkady and other hunters. The Alpha wore a brown vest with gold piping over a black low-cut crop top and a black crest that resembled a burning phoenix. She also wore a leather belt with a pair of shiny golden-hilted blades. Aside from a black scarf around her slim neck, she had no discernible jewelry. Her knee-high platform boots also had several throwing knives wrapped around their necks.

I down the rest of my brandy, and turn to the vision and reason of everyone here, and she is more fucking beautiful than when she left me. Her body is encased with black leather pants, a thick belt that has three hunting knives in the grooves, and legs that go on for fucking ever are covered with a thick pair of riding boots that are an easy four grand. I take in her leather jacket, it's a dark gray and the hood is material. My frown comes when I get to her neck as she unzips her jacket, and it gets more prominent when she looks at the guy carrying who I guess is an unconscious Harley on his shoulder.

and stands up straight from leaning on the bars. Himari stands up too after she makes sure the blanket covered Mizu's body completely and says in a serious manner, " Akane was right, tomorrow she will surely win her fight. Now, at the time had been already quarter to 9 we need to go back to our own room before 10 o'clock," she said looking at the wall clock. Haruto suddenly threw the rest of the cloaks towards them and they easily catch it. The black cloak sways strongly when they start wearing it. On the back, a logo of a terrifying silver dragon with an open mouth was imprinted, indicating they are from East House.

Camilla's POV “Strength without control is nothing. Control without awareness is fatal. You survive by knowing where to be, not by hitting the hardest,” Beta Jace began, now dressed in his own training clothes. He wore a dark leather tunic beneath a long, fur-trimmed coat, heavy boots, and a wolf pelt draped across his shoulders. A carved bone talisman hung from his neck. It was a fitting attire for a trainer. He handed me my own outfit: a rough leather shirt, a short skirt over fitted leggings, sturdy boots, and a leather cord with a small wolf fang around my neck.

Today was the day I was supposed to join the training. I pushed aside the soft, delicate dresses that Jay liked me to wear, and I reached for the boldest, most commanding attire that I had, a warrior set that was made especially for a Luna—it was sleek, it was imposing, and it was made for battle. The dark material, a combination of leather and light armor plating, was embroidered with intricate designs that featured gold and silver, all signs of power and dominance. The attire fit me to perfection, hugging my physique not to highlight its beauty but its power, which was something that Jay hated.

ARIA’S POV I agree to Ethan's proposal, primarily because I desperately need access to that project at The Venture Vista business party. I'll figure out how to handle the situation with Ethan's ex later. For now, my focus is clear. To my surprise, Ethan picks out a stunning attire for me for the event. The jacket features a tailored fit with a single-breasted design, accentuated by a sleek lapel and subtle shoulder padding that adds a touch of structure and elegance. The rich emerald green fabric has a slight sheen, giving it a luxurious and vibrant appearance.

Sensing the leader's presence, he abruptly stood up, staggering slightly. - Bring the skin. The werewolf nodded and sped off down the long corridor. He returned, holding a massive leather jacket in his hands. This is a kind of chain mail with steel plates descending just below the waist. She was sheathed in leather, so she could be worn during the day without attracting attention. The special design allowed this jacket to expand several times, which made it possible to wear it in the form of an animal. Alud immediately threw it over his shoulders, shackled and sewn especially for him, she lay down like a glove. He buttoned his jacket and went out to Yulia. She kissed him tenderly. He squeeze