Dark Spear Noblesse Novels & Stories

my chest, I had never seen him before. He was tall and muscular but not nearly as large as his father or grandfather; the panic couldn’t be from his physical image. The healed wounds on my chest suddenly felt fresh once again as I looked at Luccus, his jet-black hair had the most unique streak of white, just like a wolf from my nightmares. His eyes met mine and my entire body froze, his eyes were dark not in color but in light; they were emotionless and dangerous. I knew these eyes; these eyes kept me awake night after night for many years. “Fuck he’s coming. I’m sorry if we had known we wouldn’t have let you come tonight, we would already be back at our pack.” Clarissa urgent whispers seem

When facing a battle, the most important thing for a Wolf is to believe in his leader. After a while came what the Nolan group feared, their enemy. The opponent has three people, a wolf with yellow fur and a wolf with red fur walking ahead. The wolf with black fur walked behind the other two, his blue eyes making the viewer feel fear. This group of assassins was very different from the usual ones who used to hide and sneak attacks on the Ezra people. But these guys came to be strangely arrogant and cavalier. Had it not been for the declaration of war befra's group would have thought they had come to make friends.

All of them were looking at my mother with such intent and pride, that I knew I was going to have a tough job taking over as Alpha, especially when they all loved my mother and would lay down their own lives to protect hers. "Firstly, I would like to present the new Delta of Darkness, Jacob Ely Sanders. We have all seen him fight, so we know he's more than prepared for the job, I hope that you will show him the same respect and duty that you showed to myself while I was the Delta," Luca introduced proudly. I was relieved that Luca had picked Jacob to be the new Delta because we were good friends, that and the fact Jacob could kick the ass of pretty much any wolf in this pack, so I knew that

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

Vador smiled looking at Alei. "Really Vador," Aleister scoffed."She's the shield,you dummy" "Do not let Jadis hurt you Ava please," Vador pleaded. "I'm back," Jadis smiled with a sword in her hand,her eyes changing color"I can easily kill you with this sword dark lord and stay out of it Ava," "Not on my watch," Ava said throwing a crystal at Jadis which made the sword fall. Ava immediately took the protector from where Jadis kept it. "Lord jack,Matthew," Ava shouted.

One of the possessed jumped out of nowhere trying to impale Marky he dodged to his left pulled out his laser pistol shooting the soldier 2 in the body and 1 to the head before he used his cloaking field to reposition himself. While the team cleared the path Kent, Aisha, Yuuno, and Khorn took on the King and the traitor as they saw Nerro sitting upon his throne with Rio to his right while on the other a captured High priestess. Nerro sat upon his throne with the spear of Draken claw on his left hand and the shield of the dragon heart on the other. King Nerro is the best spearman in all of Ren'veil as he stands at 5 feet and 7 inches tall, with a full muscular build, pale skin, covered in scar

When they stop before our thrones, Fury bows deeply while Nora dips gracefully beside him. “Your Majesty,” Fury begins. “It is an honor to stand before you again. My pack and I owe everything to your faith in us. I brought this as a token of Bloodfang’s loyalty.” He gestures, and a warrior behind him steps forward, presenting a chest of black oak. When opened, it gleams with twin daggers forged from moonsteel—the rarest metal known to wolves. Their hilts are carved with the royal crest, each blade shimmering faintly with enchantment.

Prince Faber's face turned grim; his hand, clutching his dagger, tingled with numbness, and the force had split open his palm, blood streaming down. Prince Faber smiled calmly, a glint of frost flashing in his eyes as he looked at Liam and said in an icy tone, "Interesting. It seems your weapon is not just of ordinary quality but something beyond even the purple-grade quality. " Liam returned the smile, eyeing the dagger in Prince Faber's grip. "Not too shabby. It's top-tier, an orange-grade quality, right? Just like yours, Prince Faber?" At Liam's words, Prince Faber glanced at his own weapon, his excitement palpable. "Indeed, this dagger is the handiwork of the legendary Elder Elmpeak. Thr

Its tip shimmered with a faint red hue as though it had tasted fire long ago and never forgot. It was my father’s. A weapon passed through bloodlines. The Raze-Spear. Only used when there was no diplomacy left. Only used when destruction was the message. Lucas stepped forward, alarmed. “Daemon, that’s not necessary. We’re going for peace. It’s still salvageable” I cut him off, voice low and final. “Bring the spear.” He opened his mouth again, then closed it. He saw the look in my eyes and nodded Penelope’s POV

She walked on Cyprian’s arm, her head held high, her mismatched eyes scanning the room with the boredom of a predator inspecting a petting zoo. Behind them marched Oryn and four knights of the Iron Legion. They were fully armored, their polished steel gleaming under the chandeliers. They didn't smile. They scanned for threats. "My god," a Baron whispered. "That necklace alone could buy my estate." Vespera heard him. She offered a small, terrifying smile. They moved through the crowd. The sea of nobles parted, terrified of brushing against the heavy furs or the cold steel. "They look frightened," Cyprian murmured, leaning down to her ear.