Legend Of The Dark Knights Romane & Geschichten

The name struck me like a blow to the stomach. The Darkened were myths—rumors of a cadre of ancient fighters, once exiled from the realm, who practiced dark sorcery and flourished in disorder. It was claimed that they were the overlooked warriors of a conflict that had faded into history. Nobody understood their genuine desires, yet the tales were sufficient to instill fear in any rational individual. "You should never have crossed us, Kael," a voice echoed, smooth and eerie. It originated from one of the forms—a towering, authoritative figure who advanced, his visage concealed by a mask of solid obsidian. "The cost of betrayal is high."

"Dang it." I look at Shaylee, and she looks at me, shaking her head. "Alright, 'Her Dark Knight' it is. Now we need to figure out what the play will be about," Shaylee says. And once again, Andrew surprises us. "It should be about a wolf who tries to resist his feelings for a human he's imprinted on, but the more time he spends with her, the stronger the pull becomes."

His eyes flickered between Harlow and Marlon, as if he had met a lunatic. “He mentioned that the Lord of the Darkness was gathering an army to wage war against all the Gods. He wants to bring doom and destroy all worlds. Taking Heaven under his reign.” Once again, the dragon knight answered as if he believed his wizards’ words in blind trust. We all fell silent, as if reflecting on the authenticity of his story. This was too much to absorb! ‘Did you know about this?’ I asked Mythril. ‘Stories about the Lord of the Darkness fought the Moon Goddess had existed for a long time, but they were all just myths to us. I never thought the dragons truly believed it.’ My wolf was uneasy, spreading her

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

“This child of golden blood shall unite the shape shifters and the blood drinkers. He shall lead the two creatures of the moon to battle the greatest war of all The Dark Knight with eyes the color of the sky shall fall after causing much death and grief . The Golden Knight shall rule and bring forth peace...' What comes after that, Sorin? Please, a mother has to know." Sorin nodded. "The Golden Knight shall be full of valor and his heart shall only desire peace. However, peace shall not be easily achieved for the Golden Knight, with his trusting heart, can also be deceived. In his heart he will desire the love of a being with hair the color of night and voice that shall captivate his soul fo

He stepped inside, his dark eyes fixed on Luca’s pale, heartbroken face until the glass doors slid shut, carrying him down to the busy, powerful world below. Luca stood alone in the massive, quiet kitchen. The silence rushed back in, heavy and suffocating. Luca wrapped his arms around himself, clutching the thick fabric of his oversized hoodie as another sob broke from his chest. He looked down at the cold marble floor, his body aching, his mind spinning. He had wanted the monster to make him forget the danger of the world outside. But as he stood alone in the sterile penthouse, Luca realized the terrifying truth: the most dangerous thing in his world was the man who held the key to his cage

"The Council of the First said I was prophesied to be some kind of healer. Maybe the Shadowed Knights want to use that power somehow?" "Or corrupt it," Lysander said quietly. "In the old stories, the Shadowed Knights believed that light and darkness were artificial distinctions. They sought to merge opposing forces into something entirely new." "You think they want to turn me into some kind of weapon?" "I think we need to assume the worst and prepare accordingly," Kael said firmly. "From this moment forward, no one goes anywhere alone. We double our patrols, we reach out to our allied packs, and we start gathering our own intelligence."

“Hypocrite much?” He laughs before downing the rest of his champagne and setting the flute aside. “It’s not about trust, Elara. It’s about respect. The Dark Knights may be behind some of the most dangerous and morally questionable scientific research in the world, but they live by a strict code that even powerful people hesitate to challenge. They can’t be bribed, threatened, manipulated, or convinced to favor anyone, no matter how rich or influential they are. They don’t pick sides in personal conflicts, and they don’t care about status or reputation outside their own. You may see them as cruel, heartless, or even inhuman for the things they allow, but one thing no one can deny is their loy

They had no body nor form. "Fudging hell! These things are not humans" The Hybrid said, as we retreated, backed against each other. "We can't win against them. They are the knights of Erebus" I said to him. "The knights of what...?!" He said almost scoffing. "....Of Erebus" I repeated, "The five knights of darkness" I said. "There's no way they can be killed, I didn't even know they still exists. We must grab the witch and make a run for it now" I said.

All the light in his eyes was lost and replaced with darkness. It was all revealed.