Lance Knight Beyblade X Novels & Stories

The ray of blue light faded and when I pulled my palm away from him the wound that once oozed with blood was non existent and the warriors of the Moon Crescent pack were now aware of the power I possess. “I'm Blue Lily pack’s strongest weapon because I fight like a beast and heal wounds like the gods.” ~KILLIAN’S POV~ A healer? Regina Shepard is a healer? A chill ran down my spine and the men present in this room were frozen in time. Leonard had his jaw sweeping the floor. The victim of Regina's surprise attack was still holding his chest in disbelief, probably wondering what happened to the wound on his chest. Even Callum was speechless as he stood by my side, his eyes as wide as saucers.

The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall. “Deucalion,” I whispered, looking at the selected prince. I couldn’t see most of him from where I stood, but he had beautiful black hair just like Valerian just longer, reaching almost his waist. He wore a red jacket over a pair of red trousers. He caught my stare, and I instinctively turned back to the announcer. He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing.

“Do you think you’ll be able to do it? I am the Lycan King. Even if you do take my life, the consequences will be too hard for you to bear.” A flaming sword appeared in the Alpha’s hand, and Kailin perceived that dark magic was behind the appearance of the sword. “Lycan Kailin.” Lance changed his posture. He was ready to strike the Lycan down. “I will kill you right here. Trust me, you won’t be able to escape me today.”

"They must be truly desperate." "Those aren't ordinary soldiers," Serena warned. "Those are hunter-knights, trained specifically to combat supernatural threats. Their weapons are blessed by the Grand Inquisitor himself. Even with the Soulstone's power, you'd be wise to avoid direct confrontation." The Shadow Knight studied the approaching force. Twenty riders, each representing the pinnacle of the Light's martial prowess. They moved with disciplined precision, scanning the terrain with the practiced efficiency of predators tracking prey.

I declared. Kent’s attention was back on me. He lifted his hands. I saw one of his nails transform into a long, curved, sharp shape. He touched my cheeks with this nail. His touch left traces of heat as he trailed down to my neck. I swallowed because I realized I had forgotten to breathe and he moved along with the movements of my throat.

He transformed mid sprint, shifting into his full Alpha King form, his black fur ablaze with light, claws glowing like steel. Vorthar met him, laughing. “Yes! Show me your fury!” They collided with a thunderous crash, claws tearing, fangs snapping. Xander slammed into him again and again, pushing him back toward the central pillar of the tower. Xander shifted back to his human form, pulling out his sword. Light flared along his sword as he raised it high. “For Lycara!” he roared—and swung. His blade cleaved through the beast’s neck in a single, perfect arc. Time seemed to hold its breath.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

My stomach dropped when I saw the sender: B4 VIP Section. Knox know as "Razor" , Ryder as "Beast" Jaxon as the "Phoenix, and... Axel known as the"Viper". The four most powerful students at Sally Royal, the princes of our own world here and the one name that made my heart race despite years of training it not to. Six bottles of champagne. Table 7. Immediate delivery. "I have to..." I gestured weakly toward my phone. Blake released my arm with a disgusted sound. "Just try not to embarrass us more than you already have."

The area was deserted, the wind howling through the night and whipping my hair, sending chills down my spine. I scanned the altar. It was the sacred site for the Alpha Succession Ceremony, etched with dark runes that radiated a sinister aura. "You've lost your mind!" I struggled, but the chains suppressed not just my body—they sapped my strength as well. "Mind? No, I've never been this lucid," Liam said, raising a sacrificial dagger that pulsed with malevolent energy. Ancient runes were carved along its blade. "This is the legendary artifact, capable of forcibly stealing another's power. With your purest Luna blood, I will gain the strength to dominate the entire pack."