Knights Of Hell Novels & Stories

After coldly glaring at Harvey for a good few minutes, the fourth princess stormed out of the place. A few minutes later, she was sitting in the back of her extended Rolls Royce with an extremely gloomy look. A handsome and elegant secretary handed her a glass of champagne respectfully. “Fourth Princess, what should we do now?” The fourth princess’s expression darkened instantly. “Assemble the Knights of the Round Table!” she exclaimed. The Knights of the Round Table were elites selected within the Knights Templar. If the Knights Templar were considered to be special forces, the Knights of the Round Table would be the kings of special forces.

"Surround them!" The rogue leader commanded. Kian and the knights are gathered in the middle with their backs on each other. "Just wait" Kian linked them. "Attack!" "Now!" With that, the knights disappeared and the enemies clashed to one another. They are all sprawled on the ground groaning. "Get up!" The leader yelled. They are all looking around but the Knights are nowhere to be seen. "Where are they?" One of them asked. But they heard someone screamed. And when they saw who, the man is already dead. Then they saw a black smoke and shadows that moves in them and whoever it pass through, dies.

However, the knights will never give their accepted hereditary goods, since time immemorial, to those who have always done evil by using black magic on humans. Most of them are the ones who always do evil and also often kill the human race for their food (dracula and werewolves). The human race itself is divided into two groups. The hunters—those who hunted and killed dracula and werewolves—and knights—were those from prominent families and kingdoms—who were tasked with killing witches using swords they had received from previous knights.

When Twilight landed she dragged the corpses out of the way as I broke the lock with the mangle of my blood-bathed weapon. The first one to admire my work was the captain. "... Make sure no one escapes" "... Understood" Then the knight pulled out a horn, and with its roar, the assault began. "We are the knights of Fotiadis! And by the orders of the king and our lord, you are all sentenced to death!" ROOOOAAAAAAR!! "We are under attack! Sound the alarm!" The knights were merciless. They soon obliterated everyone in the yard as Herion and the others burned the back entrance and set on fire the hopes of those trying to escape.

The guy with the hat finishes. When their words sink into my brain, I looked at them in panic with wide eyes and mouth opening in shock. They must have sensed my panic because they reassured me that they are not a bad person and that they own a ranch where most of the cattle got sick and died, leading them to lose a fortune. My brother had borrowed a couple of thousand dollars and now they tracked me down because my brother made sure to keep his secret from my parents and had directed these ranchers towards me so that I could pay off his debt. I knew my brother could be an asshole but I didn't realize he is equally heartless. That traitor deserves hell for doing this to me.

She asked, pursing her lips. “No. Above them are the ruby knights and above ruby knights are the golden knights. Ruby knights are the ones who are dangerously strong and are placed in border defence and spying. Then there are the golden knights standing on the top. They are the ruby knights who have achieved something great, like resolving a border dispute or winning a war. The golden knights can command all the knights in the lower tiers and mostly function only during emergencies. They also volunteer to train the onyx knights.” “Woah! They are all so cool. I want to meet them all. Are you done with the reports? When will you teach me the higher skills?”

“Your point, Alpha Thea?” That actually surprised her. I grinned. “This is the Tartarus Pack, after all, Alpha Thea,” I continued, my tone amused with their stupidity. “We’re all wolves of Hell here.” At that, several of our pack members snickered--- and then headed back to their daily work, as the show was now over. Well, unless Thea decided to insult the Alphas again. Then Dargan would kill her! But honestly, nobody wanted to see that…

And that was because a person's life was more important than finding the radius of a circle. The teacher talked about the levels of demons. Low-level demons which were common yet mildly dangerous. Mid-level demons were more uncommon but in multitudes like criminals, they are highly dangerous and most likely require a demon hunter to kill them. Then high-level demons, when one is seen the city must be immediately evacuated. They require multiple demon hunters to kill them. Finally special ranked, are rare but when sighted, not even a nuke can stop them. "Ma'am, what are the princes of hell? I saw it on news." A boy asked

When he got to where I was, he held out the tool for me to see clearly "Please." I continued struggling against the bindings desperately. When he reached out to grab my arm, I suddenly froze, closing my eyes and turning my face away. "You Thompsons have heartlessly killed so many of our kind. You killed even those who never killed a human for centuries. You've tortured us and hunted us like Prey." Venom dripped from his voice. The darkness in his eyes intensified as he trailed the knife over my skin teasingly. I couldn't stop trembling in utter terror.

The kind of night that makes you think about what you might not see again. “Mount up,” Lucas said, but honestly, nobody needed telling. They were already in the saddle, ready to ride. And off they went, heading for the old mill where the real trouble waited. Five knights, different as chalk and cheese, but bound tighter than blood, about to walk into whatever hell Kael had cooked up, just because Marcus meant that much. Behind them, the castle slept, clueless. In front, a nightmare camp of corrupted soldiers and a magic way nastier than anything in the stories.