Makai Knights Novels & Stories

Although Aeternum were already on the development of modernizations, Aeternum still have the Knights and Wizards, that is the common troop of Fantasma, the Knights is a categorization of peoples that were able to utilize their physiques to the optimum, infusing magic to their weapons and even far more stronger than any normal being, kinda like a superhuman, knights are fairly common, but still the average was every 5 people there will only be one Knight, Also Knight doesn’t only means necessarily a ‘Knight’, Fantasma is a fantasy world of sword and magic, Knight is just a classification of the special class of people that have more of the physical type of super power, the classes inside of K

“Bruise my ass? Tie me to your bed? Hunt me down in the forest like a feral beast? We both know you’re all talk, and no action.” With a snarl he moved to stand from his seat when the door flung open. The two of us froze, identical looks of confusion on our faces as Knight sauntered into the room. “Why are you wearing my suit?” Caius grumbled. Knight smoothed his hands down the slate grey jacket covering his faded Iron Maiden shirt and pulled up a chair, positioning it so that it faced Caius and I. When he finally sat down, there was a clipboard in his hands.

I need to make some payments and get rid of them soon. This scene goes on for a few days, with Austin showing up at the bar almost every night and his packmates scattered around town. Fortunately, the ones I run into are polite to me, and there is no blatant hostility. They don’t approach me, but if there are any accidental run ins, they seem to know who I am. The warlocks are still in town, which is probably why during one of my shifts, the mayor shows up. “The usual?” Mr. Hamrington nods, looking thoughtful.

Forty minutes later, Malachi’s Navigator stopped in the driveway and he walked into the kitchen toward the table where we all sat. He slapped me on the back and sat down. Kiran poured him a drink and put the bottle down in front of him next to the glass. “This is the team. This is Joshua or Romeo, Nick or Cinderella, Nataly or Rambo, Nicole the newbie, Charlie or Blue. Those are their code names. Kade Kominiski works from Detroit and I have no idea why is with them. Out of all of them, Charlie’s the king with a sniper rifle. Nick is very good at being where you don’t expect him to be. Nataly can fight and with a knife in her hands, she’s lethal. Joshua is big and strong but you can walk righ

He held out his hand for me to shake it. "Hello, Ariadne Chrysalis, daughter of the Beta from the Winter Mist, my name is Caius Knight, Alpha heir of the Silver Lake pack. It's nice to meet you." And, instantly, I could feel my entire body freeze over as I stared at his outstretched hand, unable to move. I couldn't believe the words he'd just spoken. There was no way this was real. Because it turns out that I actually knew who Cai was.

The knights are out but from the renovation it is obvious they would be back. Moving with my head hanging low and my hands folded I stumbled upon an iron surface, a ting of pain as I looked up , meeting with that of an emerald pair, the face void of a smile. Anakim, the one who seems to despise the sight of me. The iron surface, his knights' regalia. In a world filled with foes he has managed to top them all. He never hesitates to cast me the deadliest glares, he wasn't the most delighted to hear of the news of me becoming a Royal's closest maid servant.

I grabbed one of Malakai's oversized black t-shirts from the floor and pulled it over my head, the fabric swallowing my frame as I padded out of the master suite. The compound was massive, but I eventually found the boys in the open-concept kitchen. They looked entirely refreshed, like they hadn't just spent the last forty-eight hours running for their lives. Vane was drinking a protein shake, Roman was cleaning a disassembled Glock on the marble island, and Malakai was sipping black coffee while scrolling through a tablet. And then I saw it. A sleek black invitation envelope, sitting innocently on the counter. It had a gold wax seal in the shape of a two-headed wolf.

Torches flickering weakly against stone walls. And in the center— A figure. Kneeling. Bound. Head lowered. Blood on the floor. Marcus stood nearby. Still. Silent. Watching. Kael stopped. Slowly. Dangerously. “Look at me,” he said. The figure didn’t move. Didn’t respond. The air tightened. Something felt off. Very off. “Kael…” I whispered. He stepped closer. One step. Then another. The bond pulsed. Sharp. Warning. “Look. At. Me.”

Malachi’s voice. "Tonight, we hunt the rarest game in the history of the Sanguine Court! The Architect and his Beast have returned to us! The hunt is open! The grand prize to the one who brings me the Muse's heart!" The walls of the vault began to slide upward. "F**k," Kaelor said, his eyes turning a shadowed gold. He grabbed Aradaa’s waist, pulling him back as the first of the Vampire Knights appeared at the end of the hall, their red visors glowing in the dark.

He assured plastering a kiss on her lips. KNIGHT ENTERPRISES – SECURE SUB-BASEMENT – NIGHT McKinley jerks awake, strapped to a chair in a sterile white room. The only light: a single bulb swinging above. ALEX KNIGHT sits across from him, rolling up his sleeves with no tie calmly, pouring coffee into a cup. “Mckinley…..” dragging words like a blade."You should’ve stayed loyal.” McKinley’s laughed raggedly “To you? A man who buried Taebaek’s victims?”