Justicar Grey Knight Novels & Stories

My hate for Mr Knight increases as I let myself believe every single accusation against him. “Damn! This is fucking golden." Sofia cracks up. “Check this out guys." AJ calls our attention. “Mr Phoenix Sam Knight and his brother Carlos Knight come from a generation of mafia lords. They have been passing down this illegal business by the tradition of killing whoever is in the position of power. Killing his son would have been an easy task that he wouldn't have thought twice before doing since he was basically trained to end the life of his family members. Not only was mister night involved in drug trafficking, sex trafficking, and illegal weapon selling, he was also involved in assassination.

At that moment, I felt that as if my prayer were heard, in that moment of my daughter were being beaten I saw man with silver haired walked towards us, his clothes were looked very familiar to me, and I know it from a single glance it was the Aeternum clothing, help has come and come it did with power. “….ARRGHHHH!!!…my..my hand!!!…what happened?!!…..who…who are you?!..”.(Curly Moustache Knight) “Me?…your death....”. The knight were send flying his body were like a cannon ball, and crashed to the side of a house, a single kick caused that, the knight that has been so strong when harming me and my daughter died just like that, by a single Aeternum soldier.

His lips were split and swollen, yet he still tried to speak. Mira stepped closer. “Grey, just tell us...” “It was him,” Grey whispered, voice hoarse. “The fucking bastard.” Scarlet blinked. “Who?” Grey lifted his chin, lips curving into a bitter smirk that didn’t match the broken state he was in. “Who else? The almighty Alpha Ronan.” Scarlet felt the air punch out of her lungs. Mira’s jaw dropped. Grey continued, voice low and raw, every word dripping with venom.

Dead in every way except breathing. Yet now... He knelt before Grey in wolf form. Entirely aware. Grey descended the steps slowly. "Lyon..." His voice sounded strangely rough. The former knight smiled weakly. "I apologize for my appearance." Grey ignored the joke. He grabbed Lyon's wolf head and put his own forehead against Lyon’s. "Look at me." Lyon obeyed. Grey searched his face desperately. No vacant stare. No confusion. No feral instincts. Only exhaustion. Only relief.

Jerry asked. “Grayson, his name is Grayson,” Carter replied. “Grayson? Who the hell is he and why did he have to meddle in my affair? Have I attacked his pack?” Jerry questioned. “We don’t know much. But he’s strong. His warriors are not like the others we’ve faced. He has weapons too” Carter said. Jerry’s fist slammed onto the desk, the sound echoing. “Grayson! Whoever he is, he’ll regret this. No one crosses me and survives. I don’t care how strong he is.” Jerry vowed.

How could this guy be able to affect him when he was only a Hero and he was a Sotiras? He was confused then was in a rage. An evil thought flashed past his mind and he was already thinking about exploiting this guy who dared affecting him when he was clearly the superior one. This guy is not needed if this guy will not even recognize elders and respects his seniors! Yeah, his actions will be justified. President Knox thought and did not get away from the evil thought circulating inside his head dangerously. Gray retracted his ability with great reluctance and difficulty as he was still very angry and feeling furious but he was still happy inside his heart as he felt his gravity had once agai

How could this guy be able to affect him when he was only a Hero and he was a Sotiras? He was confused then was in a rage. An evil thought flashed past his mind and he was already thinking about exploiting this guy who dared affecting him when he was clearly the superior one. This guy is not needed if this guy will not even recognize elders and respects his seniors! Yeah, his actions will be justified. President Knox thought and did not get away from the evil thought circulating inside his head dangerously. Gray retracted his ability with great reluctance and difficulty as he was still very angry and feeling furious but he was still happy inside his heart as he felt his gravity had once agai

“I’m just trying to help. I’m not here to steal you, sell you, or do anything you don’t want.” “I don’t trust red-haired witches,” the gnome growls. “Neither do I, mate,” Caleb agrees. Jackass. “I could take you back to Hell and release you wherever you want,” I suggest. “Or somewhere on Earth?” “I am Knight and I do not need a commoner’s help,” he tells me, holding his head high for a second, then it drops with his expression. He seems sad. “I may not have any family left, or royals to serve, but I am still a knight who is destined to fight for justice.”

“I got us a private room to wait in, so you don’t have to deal with all this raucous on top of everything else.” I nod complacently. They’ll give us a direct call when it’s time for our flight to begin boarding. Grayson secures my carry-on on top of his and pulls them both along behind us. True to his word, he’s been here for me leading me through when I couldn’t see my way forward. But Grayson is an Obsidian Knight. Yacine’s bitter words ring out in my ears. “Those Obsidian Knights, don’t trust a single one of them. Especially not the handsome devils. They’re the very worst of the bunch.”

There was a pin-drop silence. The subordinates who waved their arms and shouted about killing Cirocco were all looking with their eyes widened in shock. They could not believe what they just saw. Was Cirocco even human? That was too terrifying! He sent Grayson flying with just a single punch! Grayson was a top fighter of God of War caliber. He was the strongest in the Whistleblowers, yet the man across from him sent him flying so easily. Not only was Grayson's arm shattered, but the stone statue was shattered as well.