Corviknight Novelas e Histórias

Blood oozes freely from the wound in his skull, pooling on the ground beneath him in a dark, spreading stain. Then I hear Lucian’s voice whisper close to my ear, triumphant and cold. “Corvin was a Nightbane. And we intend to do this to all the others who dare to stand against the attack that is to come in a few days. Every traitor, every weak link—eliminated.” Then he releases his hands from me abruptly. I fall forward onto my hands and knees, the impact jarring through my bones. The blood from Corvin flows across the dirt and corrupts my hands where they press into the ground, warm and sticky, seeping between my fingers like an accusation.

Most were innocent. One was not. She found him at the eastern wall, standing apart from the others, his eyes fixed on the forest where the enemy waited. He was young, barely more than a pup, one of the outcasts who had joined after the battle against the Father of Shadows. His name was Corvin. He had been quiet, helpful, unremarkable. He was also carrying something Aria recognized. A device similar to the ones used in the explosions. Corvin, she called, her voice casual, her hand moving to her blade.

At a Stonefang boy giving his cloak to a Nightclaw girl. He reached into his furs and pulled out his Nightclaw pin. Old silver. Wolf head. 300 years of history. He looked at it. Then dropped it in the snow. Didn’t stomp on it. Didn’t throw it. Just… let it go. “I’m still Nightclaw,” he said quietly. “Blood doesn’t wash off. But blood isn’t all I am anymore.” He turned to Vikram. “We’ll stay in Blackrock caves tonight. Not as guests. As guards. Someone has to watch while others sleep.”

The power held me upright and used me as its vessel. Corvin walked forward through the chaos. The red light from the stones followed him like a living thing. He stopped in front of me and rested one hand against my cheek. The touch felt like ice. “You are the tool I’ve been waiting for,” he said. “The white wolf is mine to control. You will control whatever I choose. Tonight Nightfall must fall. Everything that stands against the old blood ends tonight.”

Adam quickly put on a pair of shorts, which seemed to be just laying around, and went to stand beside Drago. “We have the ability to cloak our appearances,” he explained, “And when father wanted someone to guard you, we decided I was the best one for the job, because I am not a doctor. Dad and Marcu seemed to think you would feel more comfortable around a pot-bellied surfer, so that is how I appeared before you,” He smiled, as if his explanation was completely ordinary. “W,wait,you guys are all brothers??” Madchen gestured to the other men, including Drago.

An unfamiliar wolf I assumed was Blake snapped at his feet, making him jump back in surprise. Dimitri quickly recovered and grabbed at Blake. The youngest shifter avoided his swift hands and twisted around, trying at his calves. This time, Dimitri was too fast for him and he managed to get hold of some thick fur on his back and toss him in a similar manner as Claire.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

"Didn't that seven year old then become your best friend?" "Yeah. Three weeks' after you shouting at him, he actually introduced himself to me. His name was Luca but he left the pack when he was seventeen after he found his mate. I don't know where he is these days," I sighed. I was happy that Luca was living happily somewhere and that he had his mate, he managed to get out before the destruction was upon us. "He's part of Darkness. He's a guard for Alpha James," Link replied and just like that I wasn't so happy that he was alive. "Luca Cooper, right?"

She said, snuggling into the gap between his shoulder and neck. He chuckled. Tightening his arm around her, Corvin sniffed the smell of her hair deeply. She rested a hand on his scarred muscular chest. He jumped at the contract. But didn’t say anything as she allowed her fingers to draw little shapes that followed his scars through the chest hair. She was curious how they happened. “We are indeed.” He said softly. Wondering where his thoughts were, she asked, “So tell me more about Corvin CrimsonNight.” “I am the leader of this pa… family. I protect and serve as much as they do. My company’s mission is to beat back the darkness and bring light to the world.”

"Before I kill you." "Rush Balista, Leader of the Hunter Warrior Clan." He smiled as he took a step forward. "Now, you... are... mine." He leaped for me, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him through the sliding glass doors. Glass crashed outward with him, splintering into the living room as Rush fell backward off the balcony, followed by his partner. They both flailed their arms and legs in the air as they fell hard onto the grassy courtyard. They got up, and then other members of Nightshade saw us and pointed up. They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat.