Knight Library Uo Hours Novels & Stories

★ The maid was crying as she called the ambulance. * 7PM, CAMPUS* The campus isn't as calm as every other nights tonight. It's the games night, and even students from other schools are in the campus to watch, so it's full. Roonie drove into the park on his motorbike and took off his helmet, hanging it before coming down. Vikings are meeting right now at the gazebo, and the members would have been waiting. The games start in an hour.

"I said go call Kayden." "Yes," Jane Doe stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper as she hurried to fulfill her mistress's command. As the morning sunlight filtered through the grand windows of the Knight mansion, casting a warm glow over the polished floors and ornate furnishings, Caroline Knight, the matriarch of the family, stood with a sense of solemn purpose, her gaze fixed on her grandson, Kayden, as she delivered the news of the upcoming ritual. "Kayden, the priest says the ritual has to be started at 11:40 am," Caroline informed him, her voice tinged with a hint of urgency as she conveyed the Priest's instructions.

“No. Not exactly. We only have to stick to some things.” “Okay.” I breathed a sigh of relief. “However, we’ll be using the gym. It’s in the basement of the Packhouse. Our training time will be between 7:00 and 8:00 p.m. and every day. Are you down?” “Yes, thanks. Thank you so much for agreeing.” “No worries, Luna Bloom,” he replied. My lips pulled into a smile. It went better than I expected.

Alpha George’s POV The thunder roared and the rain poured, shaking the whole packhouse. I was sleeping peacefully on my bed, cuddling myself, when a loud knock on my door snapped me out of it. I groaned and checked the clock. It was barely six in the morning. Who could be bothering me at this hour? “Someone who is here to kill you, you lousy fuck!” Knight cursed in my head, he was still angry that I had to chase our mate away with our pups, but it was the right thing to do.

"I hope your morning has gone well." There was a murmur among the servants to his comment, but nobody really spoke up about their day. Noon was the regular meeting time in the castle. Naturally, Lord Hunt was not an early riser and for most the afternoon after this meeting, he would be scarce. It was only necessary he showed up for the start of his day, in order to give his servants plenty of time to complete their daily tasks.

Black marked enemy positions. King Matthias stood at the head of the table, his hands braced on the wood, his expression grave. Around him stood his advisors and top knights—men who'd served Camelot for decades, who'd seen countless battles and political machinations. And Orion, standing at his father's right hand, his arms crossed over his chest. "The Melee is in one month's time," Matthias said, his voice carrying easily across the room. "Knights from across the realm will be arriving in three weeks. Preparations are already underway."

Dinner was served by 9 as requested and went smoothly. The Blood Moon warriors were strictly regulated indeed. Like clockwork men, they marched to the mechanisms of their routine, which I learned was dinner at 9, practice from 10 to 12, cleanup, drinks, then it was lights out.

His grip was firm and tight as if assuring me something with something burning in his eyes. “I wouldn’t say hard things take time to come but I would definitely say that the Knights always wait for the right moment for the sake of punctuality and that’s why I am the Knight. You have ten minutes.” I said as I gestured him towards the couch on in front of my office table where I could see the city from the top of floor of our building. In night the light of the moon and the lights of the nearby building were enough to lighten my room which is filled with darkness.