Heavy Knight Novels & Stories

He tried not to notice. Tried not to think about the conversation they had shared that morning in the training courtyard. I saw something familiar. Darkness. The words lingered in his thoughts far more than they should have. A voice broke through the murmuring court. “Your Majesty.” A tall demon stepped forward from the gathered nobles. His armor gleamed dark red beneath the torchlight, etched with the sigil of the southern legions. General Kharvek. Adrian recognized him immediately. Kharvek bowed low before the throne.

"My king?" "Alert the army. We drive through the morning," the vampire said, his lips lifting up in a sinister smile. HE wouldn't know what hit him, wouldn't expect. And that is the ace up his sleeve. He could fight 5 alone, perhaps 10 but not over 100 skilled mercenaries. This time he is going to make sure he is dead and stays dead.

But he had no idea about the direction and gravity of the danger lurking around. ''Is there anyone there?'' Donovan barked out again impatiently making vain effort to keep a steady voice, ''you gotta speak out now or I'll fire whoever is playing this game.'' Suddenly, in a flash, the ward was lit again--but this time--with a flood of red emergency light spreading across the ward. The red light flooded the room from the ceiling and it afforded Donovan a chance to regain a clearer view of his surrounding space. However, he managed to keep his eyes partly open, staring down the isle towards Natasha's bunk again and he suddenly caught the sight of a looming epicene figure from a distance. The fi

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.

Bone Knight Level: 150 Health: 13000 Mana: 1500/1500 Attack: 400 Defense: 300 Speed: 45 [Skills: Bone Wall, Soul Siphon, Bone Storm, Death's Embrace: (Passive) Mortifer's presence weakens enemies, reducing their attack and defence by 10%. Improved Bone Armor, Improved Bone Shield, Improved Bone Spear, Undead Fortitude, Bone Wall, Bone Prison, Command Undead, Summon BoneStalker] [Buffs: Unbreakable Will: Immune to fear and charm effects.]

Heavy footsteps echoed out from the ruined main hall. Every step split the white jade floor tiles across the square. The Dark Blood vanguard general known as Butcher stepped into view. Nearly three meters tall, his body was built of rock-hard bulging muscles, scarlet tribal tattoos covering his bald scalp. Most terrifying of all, a tangible dark domain hung shrouding his frame. The mark of a Sixth-Rank Marquis Realm warrior — an innate elemental domain. "Quagmire of Gravitational Weight."

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.

It is not until the tenth rank that the 'Spirit Slash' can be used externally. A fifth-level Knight can wear full armour weighing 100 catties and wield a weapon weighing more than 20 catties for more than an hour. It is no exaggeration to say that he can kill 40 to 50 regular soldiers or nearly 100 militia members alone. If he is paired with a bloodthirsty warhorse with horse armour, he may even be able to kill 200 to 300 soldiers using guerrilla warfare. The armour of high ranking knights is heavier and more defensive, which is why nobles don't usually have many standing soldiers. In a real emergency, a knight can be deployed faster than a hundred soldiers, so a few militia are enough to ma

He can't just throw me out. I heard about Knight's uncontrollable Attitude when it comes to his pre-ruling. I hold the child as a threat for the King Alpha. Once he do something terrible to me or my Kingdom. I will reveal his secrets, straight to his son. Knight has been miserable ever since and he knew that Knight will not take this light. ——— "The Prince Alpha have fallen sick. It has been a big rumour around the main palace that being too heartbroken of his mate's disappearance caused him to weaken."