Berenike Knights Novels & Stories

Reyna answered, sizing the woman up and down, the surname Knight meant she was related to Roman. “Well Reyna Styles, you disappoint me.” Serafina shook her head. It seemed the Knight family belonged to some ancient aristocrats, because they spoke and acted in the same posh manner, even Roman. “She is Serafina Knight, Roman's sister and owner of the beauty brand Seraphic.” Brielle filled her in with information on her. “Oh, I love your products.” It was the first thing that came out of Reyna's mouth when she heard who she was.

Morgan, along with Lamia and her four Knights share a major role in how that future would turn out and I hoped with her being mated to Mathias, we would be on the winning side again. Each Knight of the chosen one was to be given a gift - Strength, light, speed, and immunity. Each gift complimenting the other three. The four Knights: King Kellen, his Beta Mike Pike, Hunji, and lastly the Hunter Rhett. - The King, the commander, the savior, and the councilor. Each one is a protector of the chosen and what she will carry when the time comes. Each one fated to a mate that will strengthen them.

I could already see the struggle in Nate’s voice as he tried to form the words. My brows furrowed with sympathy at Nate because, among the 3 suspected knights, there were only one species that can move at an incredible speed. “Y-you’re talking about vampires, aren’t you?” Nate finally asked. “Yes.” Ace confirmed and I could see that he was also starting to feel sympathy for him. Because among the three knights, there was only one vampire in them. And that one vampire is Terrence.

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

"Am I going to die anytime soon? For my son to visit me it must mean you have nothing doing," "Father, Peace of the goddess be with you," he knelt before his father. His father sat on his throne, which is a chair made of different metals ranging from Gold, Iridium, Osmium, Bronze and steel. It also has diamonds used in some places for adornment. His father's throne is nearly five feet tall. "Is there peace for me at this age?" He asked, looking at Audolf. Audolf remained silent. "See? Even my brother knows. Leowulf, you see these 43 seats here, they belong to the main Alphas and other Alphas wait for the information from these Alphas." The Ultimate Alpha said.

C smiled at her. "That's right. Let's not think about our problems with Oz. So, tell us, Aza, are the five Knights really like Greek Gods who descended from Mount Olympus? They're so handsome," Lena said, her voice filled with a hint of awe. Aza turned to look at Onyx, who was talking to a woman. Mia rolled her eyes. "You can see the evidence, right?" Aza said, her voice filled with amusement. "Tss! He's still a playboy," Mia muttered under her breath.

He shook his head, nodding at Ro, Hunter, and Kai to give the three of us a little privacy. “Where are you going?” he asked cautiously. We are walking on thin ice here. We don’t know what’s going through Berenice’s head. “Away from here,” Berenice looked ahead again, crossing her arms. “Am I not allowed to leave?” there was a hint of bitterness in her voice. Her lips quivered; she bit down on it to hide it. I pressed Klaus’ hand; he gazed down at me, brows knitting together. Sighing, he nodded.

To get a better vantage point, I climb a boulder, using Killian's strength to leap up in a fluid motion before I stare at the distance. King Brennus is there, triton in hand extended high in the air, a glowing green energy emitting from its spears. Hundreds, maybe even thousands of siren knights are on horseback, adorned in human armor and looking battle ready. Cedric pushed forward ahead of the others, coming alongside his king. “I thought he would go back to the castle to stay with the Luna,” Meldec said in a forlorn tone. He didn’t want his mate here any more than I wanted mine to suffer the carnage that was to come.

"Are you a MOTHER, my MOTHER?! What are you doing here!! What are you supposed to be doing!! I thought... I thought...!" Without warning he collapsed to his knees, one hand stretched out at Tira as though eager to clutch her... perhaps to kill her. Confused shouts and howls now arose from both sides of the battlefield. I looked over to mine and caught the eye of my Beta; she began quickly to dart back and forth before my Pack, silently barking orders to remain where they stood, but to be ready for anything. I shifted my stance, watching, assessing. Beside me Cillium remained still like a chunk of stone, never even having moved once since he had rushed to be there. My golden knight... My Mate

I order her, ignoring her big pout, she’s innocent, even if she thinks she’s a big bad person, she’s innocent. We made it to the basement, I didn’t even know we had one, standing there in a new clean suit was Nikolai, in front of him, tied with chains was the person who caused us so much pain, Angelo. He looked like he’s been to hell and back, bruised, hurt, and in pain, just the way I loved to see him, on his knees, begging. “Go ahead love, I did promise you this” Nikolai says to me, nodding toward the man on his knees, handing me a gun.