Doomed Knight Novels & Stories

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

Kent was taken back to his home in the Redridge manner as the knights who trusted him could only look away in shame upon their lord who they trusted and would be treated as such by the council despite his efforts to give a better life for the people. “Forgive us, Lord Anthony, this is the best that we could do.” The knight said as he removed his handcuffs. He could barely look at his fellow brothers knowing his honor was stained Kent could only offer them a smile as he walked towards his home. “Brother, Forgive me for my failure to protect you.” Chimera cried. Kent nodded as he went to his room to prepare for his sentence, in the ancient doctrine the Hell’s gate is a trial of strength at the

~Amber~ ”Who?” My voice came out hard and confident. My anger was stirring up inside. ”You’re uncle. Carlos Knight. He was the one that turned your mate.” A shot of pain. The stab of a knife. My insides were burning and Stella was scratching the surface. Both of us on the hinge of insanity. ”He turned my mate? He hated them so much that he turned an innocent girl and forced war upon our kind for decades?” I was standing. My hands were balled up into fists and my voice came out in a threatening growl.

Elle POV. “I want to keep you safe, I want you to be safe…I never wanted to put my princess in danger, but I failed, I failed her Elle” he says, Nikolai admitting his failure, but he shouldn’t fail, he’s my mafia man, my daddy, my hero. “What happened? Who’s blood is that?” I ask him pointing at the blood all over him. “I tried to hide things from you Elle, I never meant for my princess to know this, I was sure I could keep you safe, but things are bad, they are really bad now” he says.

“Laugh all you want but I know she’s not a normal girl!, tell me what did you find out!.” I didn’t reply to his first statement. “Well I think Bruno is the German king, who killed and enslaved all Supernatural creatures, the ruler of the places of Doom!.” This was all a speculation. I had read about the king of Doom, but I had not heard who he was. All I knew was he was a ruler in Germany who was killed by his son who demolished his empire and freed the supernatural creatures he was trampling on. “Are you insane!!??, the king of Doom was brutally murdered by his own son!.” Nick exclaimed.

She shook me as if it would wake me up. "You know it already. Knight did something to make you forget things, but you knew it. My brother hypnotized you and brought you to our world, and now he’ll always come after you because he wants to conspire with you. " My mouth opened but I couldn’t understand a thing. Just what the hell? "You. Are Destined. To Kill Knight. " My jaw dropped and I felt like my body froze from her statement. "Yes. Knight was a moon child, the alpha of their pack, and was cursed by Selene, the moon goddess. And you, you were the chosen one. "

“After that, it’ll be no more hiding our marriage or me losing my shit every time you go out on a date with Trip Donovan. All of that ends, just as you requested.” My head lulls to the side. He’s making sense, but I hate the idea of my husband risking himself this way. “Come on, let me and my knights go do our thing and slay a few dragons for our lady.” Despite myself, I laugh. “Why did I ever get you started on that?” “I’m an Obsidian Knight,” he nods his head at his men. “Those are going to be future Obsidian Knights because we’re re-writing the rules. Between them and The Vault, no one can stop us.”

“Do what you must. But promise me this—when the fire comes, when the ashes settle, keep my daughter alive. Put her where Omara cannot touch her. Promise me.” My chest ached with the weight of it. I had nothing left of my own—no mother, no father, no home but steel and command. And here Isabelle was, handing me something worth guarding. “I promise,” I said. Her shoulders eased. “Good. Then I can face the fire.” That night, the flames roared higher than I’d ever seen. The shop burned fast, hungry, as if it had been waiting for this. I stood in the alley, helm low, with four other knights at my side—silent watchers, sworn to inaction. My hand tightened on my hilt until my knuckles bled white.

Her voice broke as she shouted, "Randall Cahill, you bastard! You're divorcing me over something this small? What did I even do wrong? Did I cheat on you or betray you? Wasn't I just repaying a debt of gratitude?" For years, I'd grown used to her emotional outbursts and her accusations. But this time, I didn't want to endure them anymore. "Celina Buckley! Are you sure you're just repaying a debt of gratitude? The eyes don't lie. I always knew there was someone in your heart. I just never expected it to be Leo. "Now that you're carrying his child, are you finally satisfied? After years of longing, your wish has finally come true. What more could you possibly be unhappy about? You got exactly