Awsten Knight Book Novels & Stories

Swish. Had someone left a window open, it was coming from our small library, my favourite room in the whole house well it was really reading enclave fitted with a door. Maybe my father had finally managed to fix the grandfather clock that had been sitting in the room for as long as I can remember. I decided on see the library one last time before the slaughter continued. Perhaps I’d even keep my favourite book of poems, a reminder of where I’d come from and what had been done to me by the people I thought I could trust, by the people who said they loved me.

AMBER POV. (Pg 13) I stretch my arms across my body as we walk through the grassy field in front of our cabin. I feel completely drained. I argued with so many wolves today that my throat is sore. You would think they would accept my decisions as their Goddess, but mistrust was definitely evident today.

--Third Person’s POV-- It was all a blur for Athena. Knight was carrying her in a bridal style while he ran. She could see how the moon peered at the towering trees in the forest as the fast wolves ran as if chasing them. Her eyes were widening as she watched Knight’s face. The way he looked ahead, so focused on running away, and his eyes gleaming with anger and ruthlessness. She turned her head to their backs and she saw how the group of wolves were running to chase them. She couldn't believe it. It was all like a dream to her.

Gwen shouts, sprinting in the opposite direction. Being in my larger dragon form, it takes me a moment to maneuver around to face her. By the time I am face to face with Gwen, I see she has picked up a stray sword from the ground and has already pierced Prince Geoffrey. Geoffrey’s hands that were placed on Gwen’s shoulders trying to stop her leaving fall limp at his sides as he crumples to the ground.

Aspyn Right as we are getting ready to leave Lumi pops out and so does her familiar Faith I believe and what is crazy they are bot h9 tail foxes and white. We teleport to what looks like a pack territory there a ton of warrior and some of people there I am a bit confused; Dee tell me that we are a pack land that she just inquiries through a young female Alpha that she made Pack Alpha so she could get her hands on the one responsible for the king’s death. My mouth dropped when she said that and while we were talking two people come really quietly out of the packhouse towards us one of her men told her that it was the Alpha and her Beta, when they got close I see a girl with shoulder length bl

All now to the moment and time as she presented the character profile of the chess piece that HE wrote and exactly unto the time and loop of the seventh. “WINONA BELL.” With the pentagram that holds the symbol of time, space, and dimensions. The book appears before JK. With the neon purple light that made out the outline of the book. It opens as the flipping sound of the page echoes. Stopping perfectly in the middle as the words came out from it, and where he reads. “Winona. Her life surrounded by richness as the only daughter of the owner of the prestigious school of Royal Knights Academy brand her as the 2nd boss.”

Jin immediately straightened on his seat, eyeing the older knight with interest. (Jin wasn’t aware that Sir Celestine had seriously considered looking out for his younger cousin from afar when Jin made an off-handed remark about Aria’s official security… or lack, thereof.) “Your point is?” one of the knights demanded. “My point is… why are the half of the knights of this kingdom are willing to overlook such appalling rumors while the other half would entertain it should it suit their interests?” Sir Snow Ainsworth regarded each and every one of them… until his eyes landed on Jin Sanscroft’s again, his aged eyes piercing and knowing, “I cannot help but feel some of you are being clouded by pr

My heartbeat was ugly in my chest. Ashton didn’t see it. That part pissed me off the most. Not because he was stupid. He wasn’t. He was the Wolf King. Ruthless. Sharp. Hard to fool. But even powerful men had blind spots. And whatever twisted little dream they had for him, this was his. He couldn’t see it because it was familiar to him. People never really questioned what had always been around them. That was how snakes stayed hidden. I should know this because Amethyst flashed through my mind so suddenly that my steps faltered.

How it rose from being the weakest to the strongest wolf city in the world. I read and read, flipping through pages, learning that they could be killed by decapitation. I imagined Master Kaine in that famous black hat, and then I imagined ripping his head off. "Looking for ways to kill me already, little dove." I jumped, looking behind me to find Kaloyan rested against the nearest shelf and first on the column. "What are you doing here?" I hid the page from Athena's file I carried with me inside the book and slammed it shut.

The ink flowed down the wall and onto the ground, racing toward the Original Knight. The Knight tried to swing his sword, but the black ink grabbed his ankles. "What... what is this?" the Knight gasped. "It's the 'Unfinished'!" I shouted, my voice echoing with a power that wasn't mine. "It’s the anger of every character you left behind! You want to be the Knight? Then lead the 'Deleted' back to the **X**!" The ink pulled the Knight down. It pulled the wingless dragon down. It pulled the faceless child down.