Dark Knight Fans!! Novels & Stories

"You are ambitious my dear lycanthrope and that can bring you problems, but it's ok, I'll settle for being the alpha of mine nothing more, but I want to make it clear, that I help you in all the ritual, but my pack you will leave it alone, the only thing we are interested in is to take over all the nickel of DarkVille and destroy the vampires, I hate them too much." "We’ll let the game begin my dear, I will make Sarah mine as many times as it takes for her to conceive a child of mine, in the meantime, if you want to end DarkVille, you are free to do so, for me there is nothing else to do." "Even though it is already destroyed, you are ending with the only factory that keeps the economy of th

His raven black short hair shines at the light of the small chandelier, although his bangs cover his eyes as he looked down, Ariz knew how beautiful his emerald green eyes are. Nobel Damian Lewis is his full name. At the age of 23, he is already a well-known parapsychologist, professor/researcher in British Society for Psychic Research that studied paranormal activities both those blamed to be cause by entities, and those believed to be cause by the mysterious ability of human mind. Aside from his genius mind, Nobel is also popular because of his handsome looks. With the height of 5’11, a lean body, and his pale white skin, people once asked her if her boss is a real living vampire.

"It's not that easy! I can't just go blam and take out Grocer Outlet. What would that even do? Kill some people? That won't kill their boss. That won't take out the darkness!" "So, you're just going to sit in here and read books?" "Yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do until I figure something else or you come up with a better plan." Liam growled and disappeared up the stairs. I slammed a book down on the table. I was feeling just as helpless as he was. I wanted to go in and fight, just like him. But the darkness was smart. It always had a plan, and if I didn't understand what it was up to, it would be a slaughter.

I flinched. But even as I wanted to argue, Theo’s face—the tight jaw, the way his fists trembled—came back sharper than any words I could form. “I…” My throat locked. Damien’s smirk curved. “Exactly.” His hand tilted my chin up, forcing my gaze to his. “Stop torturing yourself with fantasies of knights. They’ll never survive in the dark. But I…” His voice dropped lower, dangerous. “I am the dark. And I’ll make sure no one can take you from me.”

The Dark Knight pack seemed more focused on maintaining a sophisticated image during celebrations, which raised questions about their leadership's strength and integrity behind the scenes. While the others sat down, I stood near the first row. The Dark Knight wolves, especially their council members which consisted of elders and wolves of higher ranks started talking among themselves, nudging each other with their elbows, watching me. Most of them moved their eyes away the moment they saw my entertaining face and focused on the row that had the rest of my pack members, sizing them up. Out of the corners of my eyes, I saw Greg enter with Cross, Greg taking the position at the door while Cross

Selene announced. Denmar frowned as he took him in. I could see the disbelief written all over his face. "Trust me, you don't want to meet him when he's actually the Dark Knight and you're standing in his way," I stated with an amused smile. Yet the poor guy was still beyond confused. I could not blame him. I would have felt the same too. "I don't understand. What is going on here?" He finally asked as he looked from Selene, Fernando and me.

He mused. Maybe I can… If he's terrible. "I had to rub in his being ignored by the girl he likes so we can go back to studying," Jerell told him and started telling him all about Darken Faction. "I've read your novel, Dylan. I know you've heard of them." He nodded and listened quietly while Jerell imparted the history of the most ferocious, most feared, and most bloodthirsty faction of all—the Darken.

They fought against the dark knights with all their might. Diane created a poisonous arrow and struck the enemies one by one. While Lyndon used his powers to freeze the enemies who's trying to attack him. Ana Mae and Leanna on the other hand fought side by side to defeat the enemy. But to their surprise, no matter how many enemies they have killed, still the number of the dark knights remained the same as it was when they first attacked them. "They don't die," Lyndon said in panick. "Yes they are like zombies returning back to life!" Diane added after shooting an arrow.

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...

"The one from the cellar? The one you met at the business district? Oh my god, he could be your guardian angel! Your very own knight in shining armor! It's so cinematic! He saves you from the earth, he leaves you on a bench, he tracks your essay…" "He's not a knight," Caelith choked out, her face turning bright red as she thought about the contact name My own Idris sitting in her phone. "He's an arrogant corporate asset who drugged my tea..why are you here again?” "Exactly! A dark, brooding protector with a hidden corporate agenda!" Phoebe blabbed, slamming her hands onto the table. "It fits the structural narrative perfectly!" While the table was still completely chaotic, with Zara trying t