Black Knights Series Novels & Stories

“Manipulate the data? Emelia, how can he possibly do that, and more importantly, how can Caelum track the dead seven years of my life? Is there something you're not telling me?” “You know that legend of four knights that protect our city? Well, it's not a legend, it's true. The dark knights are very real and the most elite fuckers there are, they're sin dipped in more sin and they do a few good things that make them think they're the savior of the people but they're not, they're just as good as they are vice.” she pauses, “ Caelum, Ryker, Bishop, and Cassian are the dark knights.

The way she’s asking me not to leave her, I’ll never leave her, she’s the only light I have in the darkness I call my life, I chose my life, but I always craved the light, even before I met her, I knew I needed her in my life, one way or another, she was to be mine. I dropper her back at home, I didn’t want to leave her, but work was calling things aren’t going well for me, I still had to deal with the one who calls themselves pure bloods, they are making themselves more known now, they are trying to leave a mark, make themselves known, try to show everyone how strong they are, a pain in the arse really. Add to that the Irish who got in troubles for losing Devil, they were going to sell her

A baby wailed in a burning cradle until silence swallowed it whole. Three dozen Royal Knights—the finest warriors of the southern territory—arrived on griffin-back, blades drawn, magic flaring. They lasted seven minutes. Lightning struck their beasts from the sky. The witches toyed with them. Aldrian smashed through shields and bone like a demon from the pits of forgotten hells. One knight crawled, bloodied and sobbing, toward a broken scepter of communication—but his head was torn clean off before he reached it. The forest swallowed the screams, the smoke, the cries.

He waived his hand for them to follow him back into the square the battle began in. Christopher waived his hand toward the square, his face straight. "Your friends for some reason found it important to try killing me." He said shrugging his shoulders Every Knight, every mercenary lay lifeless on the ground, The members of The Black Guard had already shed the clothing they had wore over their armor and all were in their Black Armor with The Black Guard crest on them. The moment Andrea and the others entered the square all eyes were on them, most of them filled with hatred. They all were made aware of her being Christopher's sister and that she wasn't to be harmed, but there was still many who

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.

The dragon seemed to be alive, wandering in the sky and being full of evil blood aura. The banner was held by a young knight with full black and light armor. Behind this burly knight, a cavalry troop of thirty or more came with roaring up, like a black evil wind was blowing between the white sky and the earth with great speed, and in the thunder of hooves, the group of knights showed up under the ice-crystal walls of Valley Village soon. As from a closer distance, the ferocity of these knights could be seen. Everyone's black armor was stained with blood. All big horses were black-haired. Under the horsehead were hanging several human heads and they were frozen stiff. Panic-struck expressions

The black knights were skilled assassins, killing for them wasn't just a specialty, it was a way of life and unluckily for them, I came prepared. The hum of an engine filled the air as a black van came rolling in, the rear lights shone brightly nearly burning my fucking retinas. The van stopped right in front of me making cold wind hit my skin. I clenched my jaw as I could already tell who would attempt something so stupid— Nickolai.

he will always be my MY KNIGHT IN DARKNESS THE END A/n: so this is the end of this beautiful journey.... And happily ever after.... Please tell me how was it?...did you guys liked it or not?..or were you expecting a different ending?.. If you have any questions , you can ask them... I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did... Thank you all of you for your love and support... Thank you Love you all so much.... So this is me ...signing off...good bye...see you all at my next story....enjoy ...lots of love...

As the battle for Arcadia raged violently as the Knights of the Sky Raiders fought the possessed remains of the Silver Hammer. Khorn and many other knight companies fought fiercely against their ancient enemy as they slowly pushed forward. With each step they took many knights fell to the demon's trickery and their vile blood magics. "STAND WITH ME BROTHERS WE FIGHT IN THE NAME OF THE DREAMERS AND FOR REQUIEM, CHARGE!" Khorn roared.

I laugh. In one quick swoop I slice his throat and stab him over and over again. The anger, the rage! It is all being released from this. I stop. I walk back over to Xane. He was already dead but slicing his throat isn’t good enough. I grab him by his hair and carve a Chelsea Grin onto his face. “Since it was your p… plan to b…burn me you can’t… twin with m… me!” I splutter. I stand up. I walk away with no emotion to find a hiding place.