Hive Knights Novels & Stories

“Yes, he needs us. For now. What happens to us when he no longer needs us??? What have you gotten us into?!!!” Before I could say anything, several Lycan knights – dressed in black head to toe, appeared. In the light, their armor glistened with SCALES???? What was that???. These looked like dragon scales. Is the Dark Lord working with dragons??? And if so, does First Dragon know of this??? The knights, whose faces I could not see, looked extremely intimidating. I could not tell if they were all male warriors, as most looked almost identical. Standing over 6.5 feet, their long muscular bodies were adorned with various swords and daggers, some other interesting weapons I had never seen. Each h

About ten armed knights in silver armor and blue cape were on position in front of the Capital Library. “Are you done?” Divine Knight Kael spoke with a smirk on his lips. He was riding on an armored horse behind the ten knights. “What are you doing here, Sir Kael?” Tristan stormed his silver eyebrows, looking confused. Kael extended his right hand towards the young man. “The King demands for your presence.”

The stories always have different version but every version tells of how wicked and evil the Khiones were. Seeing his brother idolize the queen annoys him and having Romanov appointing him to be her personal knights disturbs him but who was he to go against his king? The moment he heard his brother was beheaded and his body thrown off the cliff to rot, Nico has nothing but death in his mind. He wanted death for all Khiones and when Eve was rumoured to be kill by Romanov, he continues his murder spree by killing every surviving Khiones available. He showed no mercy, even for the children of Khiones for he know the kind of monsters they would be once they grow up.

he says. “Just one queen?” I ask. There should be two now. “That’s all he saw. One queen, two fucking silvers, and the rest of the thunder,” he growls. Kenneth has changed since the death of his father. He’s become singularly focused on finding and destroying the dragons, specifically the silver one who killed his father. He’s easy to recognize since he’s the only silver, thus far, who has a rider. I’m not even sure he cares about marrying Skylar or uniting our kingdoms any longer, although we have continued to work together in our hunt for the dragons.

Selena and Johanna were seated side by side at the other side of the upper deck with Leah, William, Helena, and Amilek seated by their sides. Suddenly the doors of the great hall open, and royal knights file in at both sides like ants making a straight line. Armed with swords and clouded in shining armor. They matched in making a rhyming beat as their feet kissed the ground. They lined up at both sides of the door, making a path all the way to the priest. They clashed their swords in an X-shaped manner, each knight to the one opposite him. Then they stopped marching; for a brief moment there was silence. Then slowly a man with the air of a mighty wind stepped in

The tides have turned, and their reign of torment teeters on the precipice of defeat. Suddenly, the chamber door crashes open with a thunderous impact, revealing the silhouettes of my pack members, their eyes gleaming with determination. Led by the indomitable Princess Golder, they storm into the room, their feral presence filling the air with raw power. A symphony of snarls and claws ensues as my pack clashes with the Krypts, the clash of supernatural forces reverberating through the chamber. Each member of the Athens pack fights with a fierce resolve, their movements fluid and calculated. They know their mission: to rescue their prince and dismantle the Krypts’ reign of terror.

he insisted, throwing the doors open, “…they cannot survive direct sunlight. They are bound to hide when morning comes. Wait for me.” “So, you mean to say these things are like the Princess?” one of the knights–Sir Quentin, if he was not wrong–scoffed, as he hurriedly passed by them, “Unsurprising if they are actually of the same breed,” “What about her?” he asked quietly, pausing. Sir Quentin flinched–as most seemed to do, knowing full well it was he who had slain the seemingly untouchable Princess: “Pardon me, Sir Bathory, I was just–”

“Ares is her protector.” “Indeed, my King,” Michael replied. “Dionysus and Hephaestus are only second interactions, just having come to the first iteration of the Alpha Queen and now you, my Queen.” “What about Hermes?” Noah asked. “Hermes is a third iteration. He came to the second Alpha Queen, and she did successfully mate and mark both Ares and Hermes. However, Hermes was killed mere days after the mating.” “So the third and fourth Alpha Queens, did they just have Ares?”

She nods. "...and my son is a lycan. Such matchmaking has never happened before! There has to be some explanation, we have to see Hwuatiki." The Queen says "Hwuatiki the only surviving witch of the white cat coven?" Athena gasps "Isn't Hwuatiki a myth? Just something written in a book?" Adonis ask, raising his eyebrows "Hwuatiki doesn't exist, she is just something made up. I mean how can one being know the heart of the sovereign moon goddess?!" Glinda exclaims

There is no alternative. I shook my head and my discomfort pricked me. I cannot... somebody who puts his life in danger of mine? I... I don't even know them. I can't ask that of anyone." “You do not have a choice,” Rowan said. “It is not a question of asking; it is a matter of survival. You are queen now, Auri. You must act accordingly." I heaved a sigh and leaned against the bed in an attempt to wrap my head around it. "When will I meet this knight?"