Knight Ghost Novels & Stories

The room fell silent as the girl glared at me. Rachel interrupted the awkward silence by suggesting a walk outside for some fresh air. I agreed and off we went. The rain has stopped and the sun had finally made an appearance. Birds were singing away in the trees and children were playing happily around us. I listened as Rachel explained the girl who was called Gina, had been an orphan from a pack that had been destroyed in a bad attack years ago. The old Alpha of this pack had allowed her to join this pack. She was only four years old and the only survivor.

Knight takes out two more, one with a switch blade through his eye and the other with three bullet holes to his stomach. After is on the floor with a guys head between her legs as she squeezes his last breath out of him. Mercy is still standing by the door trigger happy. I put two more bullets in the guy on my left just for fun as I hear the sound of incoming cars. I don’t worry much about it because The Ghost always gets its target. I go on my search for the person that started it all. For the woman who I was yet to meet. I go for Beggar.

“Ple-ease, she’s just a little girl—” “She is your failure, and—mine.” He snapped. The room seemed to throb with shadows. Something more sinister than before stirred behind his cloak. It was neither a beast nor magic. It was him. A ghost. Once a brother to the King’s Court. Now, a phantom king of broken thrones and cursed souls. He inhaled deeply, the burn of rage simmering beneath his skin. “No more hounds. No more cursed beasts. No more hiding behind spells and pawns.”

His core temperature was dropping fast. He wasn't alone. A figure was already there, huddled in the back corner, wrapped in a grey cloak. Kornel drew his dagger, his hand shaking violently from the cold. “Easy, soldier,” a female voice chattered from the dark. “If you kill me... you freeze alone.” It was Untha. He knew of her—the Ghost of the North. A mercenary. A killer. “You...” Kornel gritted out and collapsed against the cave wall. “You are... wanted.”

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

Looking through the large window, she saw an hotel across the parking lot, which she could easily set up in, but the random movement of people in the room meant that there a likelyhood that she would be obstructed while trying to hit her mark. “We’re raising the entry f*e for the third round to three hundred dollars.” The commentator announced. Surprisingly, Kimberly was still in the game, despite paying little attention to what was going on in front of her. She counted an extra hundred dollars worth of chips and pushed it across the board, just as the other three players had done. If she was to do a perfect job, she’ll have to make her shot when her target was still in the parking lot, whic

He was Onyx Samaniego, the playboy of the Five Knights, a fact that Aza had gleaned from her research. "I heard some fvcking noise, that's why I woke up," the newcomer said, his voice devoid of emotion. He turned his gaze to the man with slanted eyes, Tomi Hideki, who had been observing Aza earlier. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with unspoken questions and anticipation. She ducked behind the silent man beside him, the third Knight, Zild Benitez. "We apologize for the intrusion," Ashlan Tyre Davis, the second Knight, said, his voice laced with a polite apology.

"As a noble, I fear nothing!" The moment they stepped inside, a life-sized animatronic ghost knight lunged toward them with glowing red eyes. "DEATH AWAITS YOU!" The entire noble entourage screamed in terror. One knight dropped his sword. Another noble tried to cast a warding spell, only for it to do absolutely nothing against the pre-programmed horror effects. Meanwhile, a group of Aeternums kids walked past them, completely unfazed. "It’s just an illusion, my lord," a child whispered to the trembling duke.

He can see her, feel her, but is unable to touch her. She had her head down throughout the meeting and was deliberately avoiding his gaze. Unlike her former sunny self, the Victory that sat in this room is no longer a shining beacon. A dark, ominous cloud in the form of Arthur Knight had casted a shadow over her, absorbing her light and warmth from scintillating towards the earth. Did Arthur Knight finally succeed in breaking Victory Sinclair's joyful spirit? Turning his attention towards the meeting at hand, he went on to announce the final item in the agenda, A. K. Media's next immersive event which will be in time for Halloween.

He said while moving towards me , i started moving backwards because i didn't want him to get too close to me. "What do you want from me ?" I asked. "Wow nice question, i just want to replace you" he said and then he disappeared, i looked around but i didn't see him, i remembered that Mr Franklin said he was a ghost. "But why me?" I asked, although he was not visible but i knew he was around. "Because i am you" he said and appeared in my back. "I swear to God i will shut you off" i said in anger. "Are you crazy , you can't kill a ghost boy!" He yelled and laughed.