Black Knights Series Novels & Stories

It began with an explosion, runes he’d secretly planted detonating along the cliff, separating the four knights from the main platoon. Victor dropped from the trees with brutal speed, donning his bandit mask once more. The knights, disoriented but still disciplined, drew swords immediately. "Cowards! Show yourselves!" Sir Bastian barked. Victor didn't speak. He moved. His sword slid through Emric's side first, silent and fast. Before Bastian could turn, Victor twisted his blade upward, slicing cleanly through the knight's throat. Blood sprayed, but he sidestepped cleanly, like a ghost.

♠️ BLACK_ACE ♠️ 🔞 ♠️ Chapter 10♠️ #OMNISCIENT_POV Sitting comfortably in his leather Italian chair, King discusses privately with Clement, Dr. Chidi and 2 other men about a certain problem regarding a particular man and from the way the discussion was going, King was really in a foul mood. King " That northern b--stard dared to betray us, he even threatens the organization and then spits on us . WHAT AN INSULT.

Hovering over his victim and biting him right on his face, ripping his head right off his body. Damian and Blake stand face to face, ready to fight each other again. Damian's eyes dark red, his fangs exposed, and veins in a deep blue over his neck and face. He slowly walks sideways around Blake. Blake stares at him, never leaving him from his sight as he slowly moves with him. His eyes dark as night, claws exposed and anger surging in every inch of him. Harou has had enough of this battle. He stands in the middle of both, hoping to stop them from fighting against each other.

Nighttime and drowned in his world the gaint didn't realize a small figure running through the dark, from the opposite side of the alley, right towards him. ~ BAM~ The phone went down on the street with a loud clank sound, which was once in the hands of the gaint just mere seconds ago. The clash between that small figure and gaint caused both of them to fall hard to the ground. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL... "

Cosmic Darkness is not a good choice in this kind of situation. “Dark Celestial-Divine Magic: Dark Knights!” I shouted and then, I pointed my celestial weapon that had turned into scepter to the swarm of lowly demons. Many knights wearing heavy metal black armors appeared on the air simultaneously and they came with black Pegasus. They attacked the enemies nonstop, slashing them from everywhere until those demons become smithereens of black ashes.

Raven rolled her eyes and took the book she had placed on the table before fixing her eyes on it again. "Why didn't you tell me?" Daren's struggled to say and he coughed out blood again, spilling it on the floor. "She did," Nicholas said. "With all she explained, you should already know that the liquid is made specifically to kill vampires."

He hit John very hard on the back, pulling him away from his girl, who hugged him tightly, pulling at her with a trembling heart. Aaron, Jack, come quickly, talk to his beta and his brother Then he looked at the frightened Renee, "Come on, Black." He muttered, his eyes turning immediately to the color of his wolf "black." His face, neck, and even his hands were filled with fearsome veins, black veins Lucas began to read the spells in front of him quickly and nervously Zain sensed him who raised his hand He pointed at Lucas, muttering a few words, and then the book fell out of Lucas' hand

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

A flash of something unreadable crossed his face before the cold mask snapped back. “Remember, Serenya,” he warned, “you’re still learning what power truly means.” He turned sharply and strode away, leaving her trembling but unbroken. Moments later, the heavy wooden door creaked open. Blackthorn entered, steady and imposing — a knight forged in shadow and loyalty. His sharp eyes caught sight of Serenya, her fingers brushing the faint, angry mark on her throat. He said nothing, but his gaze held quiet understanding. Inclining his head, his voice low and wrapped in riddles, he said, “Some wounds are not meant for the light, Lady Serenya. They whisper truths only silence can hear.”

Hunters were such a pain especially when they were in a group of more than three. Anna had two daggers that Raphael gave her as a promise to always protect her. Now it was to protect the very family that was in exile. Erik had given Abbey a double edge axe as she loved to swing stuff around. She had learned very quickly on how to use it. Byron had thought to give Kaitlyn a short sword as her arms were smaller and she could swipe faster at it. Belle held the black obsidian spear Zephyr gave to her a few days before she had been exiled. It could retract and fold out when necessary.