Croissant Arknights Novels & Stories

Pack warriors are given a special blessing to earn a place among the moon, and the spirits of their mates, and kin, are free to visit them in the sky. Iris can sense I’m running behind, and she doesn’t keep me. Mace looks so much like his mother, it still gives me pause sometimes. At forty-eight, her hair is still black as the night sky, she looks ten years younger, and barely any lines mark her face. The top half of her features are a mirror to her son’s, her highbrow, those expressive dark eyes, while from his lips down, my ex is an Ironclaw through and through with his strong jawline and full lips.

Tossing his hand over my shoulder, he raises his eyes comically, "Let's grab a drink, shall we?" "You don't drink." I roll my eyes at him when the realization washes over him, and he dumbly makes a sound 'oh' to annoy me. This side of him gets on my nerves sometimes when he acts normal, pretending it isn't me who speaks rudely to him. Then again, he is the mature one here among the guys. "Besides, Ana needs you there the most. Look how uncomfortable she is looking, Eleanor." His jaw hardens as he looks at the guests around his wife, bothering Anastasia with questions she doesn't like to answer to anyone. "Questi fottuti bastardi ficcanaso!" Eleanor curses harshly under his breath in Italian,

I chuckled dryly. “Your highness, I am sure our pack will warmly welcome you. If her highness the luna permits, can this knight present you with a lucky charm?” Arki asked. “A lucky charm?” Arki had my full attention. Anything that could help me relax at that moment. “Yes, your highness. In the darkest times in my life, this helped me stay strong and always look forward to life,” Arki fetched out a golden knight’s badge. It had the design of a rose pierced by two swords in a cross. He held the tip of a sword and presented it to me.

"Crowe, admit it. You started the leaks yourself to cover your dirty work." Crowe dodged back. "I protect the academy. You two bring chaos with your little romance and rebellion." Dane landed a punch. "Our relationship has nothing to do with your crimes. You experimented on students for money and control. Say it." One guard grabbed at Ezra. "Got you." Ezra twisted free. "Not today. Dane, the console is sparking. Whole system is crashing." Crowe shouted at his men. "Stop talking. Finish them. The moon tests must continue."

Nabila offered the bored lady with some delicious pastries. "Mistress Rina, may I offer you this delicious croissant I just made? You may eat it while it's still fresh" Nabila smiled kindly to her. Rina got up from the fluffy sofa, she picked a plate of croissant from Nabila hands. She picks the croissant with her bare hands, despite showing Nabila her unladylike manners. Rina was too preoccupied with the files in her hands to even care about how Nabila sees her.

I stared at the banners. The red crescent moon on black silk, the same symbol that marked my face. Hundreds of soldiers on horseback, all wearing that mark. “What the hell is this?” I whispered. Louis was grinning, actually grinning despite the blood soaking through his bandage. “My insurance policy.” Nasir’s face went white. “That’s impossible. House Rashad has no army. The bloodline was destroyed.” “Not destroyed,” a woman’s voice called out from the approaching army. “Just waiting.”

“This did not come from her mother. The seal was forged. Someone tried to lure Luna Nyra out of the fortress.” Nyra turned toward him, confusion mixing with fear. “Who?” Cassian glanced at me before answering. “We do not know yet. But the messenger carried this.” He placed a small metal crest on the table. An ancient symbol etched into silver. A crescent moon intertwined with thorns. Recognition slammed into me. I had seen that crest only in old archives. Nyra noticed my reaction. She stepped closer, her voice urgent. “You know that symbol.” I remained silent at first, weighing how much to reveal. She pressed anyway. “What does it mean?”

Azrael howled as my fingers made contact. “No, not the sweet cakes! Here, take these.” He said with a smile, shoving a different platter in my hands. This one was packed with some kind of cannoli-looking pastry, only the shells were fuchsia instead of tan. Orion’s lip curled back, revealing a set of straight white teeth. “I am warning you, mortal. Do not—"

--- K Whatever NEXT ARC: Leng, The Garden Master UPCOMING TITLE: Eliminate The Emperor's Crown

She just wanted the Dragon Moon to pass so everything could be back to normal and she wouldn’t have to worry about him or his friends being claimed by the dragon. Gavin reached over and settled his large palm on her boot. He was a good foot and a half taller than her, with a head of shaggy brown hair and large brown eyes. Many of the girls in the castle thought he was handsome, but to Nya, he would always be more like a brother. He was her best friend, but nothing more. Still, she couldn’t bear to think of losing him. “It won’t be me,” he said, his voice wavering slightly, as if he didn’t believe it. “I know,” she said, but in her mind’s eye, Nya had a different idea. It was almost as if she