Marvel White Knight Novels & Stories

“No LOS!” As far as Knight, a captain of the Awakaned Human Defense Force’s Alpha Team was concerned, if an ordinary human soldier on secondment couldn’t stomach working with them, Awakens, then they shouldn’t be on his team. After three years of training and field deployment under the AHDF banner, Knight thought the higher ups should have figured that out by now. “He’s gone after this,” Rina said flatly, looking Knight straight in the eye. “The second we get back to base,” Knight promised before shifting the position of his own magically enhanced rifle against his shoulder. “Tanner, you got eyes on the target?”

Sparks of solar fire and black soul-flame rained down like a deadly celebration. CLANG. CRACK. ROAR. The Knight was a master of a dead martial art. Every time Killian swung with the force of a falling mountain, the Knight deflected it with an eerie, fluid grace. He wasn't just a vampire; he was an animated spell of pure combat. "Elena! I can't find a gap in the plate!" Killian shouted, parrying a thrust that would have decapitated a lesser Alpha. "The armor is self-healing!"

“I’m sorry this will hurt Star, don't try to stop it. We’ve gotta shift now.” I felt my legs snap and my arms. I cried out in pain before my back made a sickening pop. I crumbled to the floor for a moment taking my time to adjust. I stood slowly looking down at myself.I was human again and very naked. It was freezing out here. I didn’t have the chance to breathe as I felt pain all over. I looked over at Cain crumpled up on the ground. I had to do this quick. I, Star Whitlock, of the Blazing Moon Paxk reject you Cain Finch. I held my chest feeling like someone was ripping it out, this pain was excruciating.

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

He has Blonde hair and green eyes and then they began to run through the hall, the man in hooded top robe appears in the door corridors behind then, brings out a card from the deck of cards in his hands, the card name joker suddenly turned into a large skeletal that wore a clown uniform, the clown gave him a red spear. "Dark mana" spear of the joker." A dark red spear appears from the deck of cards into his hand, he strikes into the air with a sheer amount of force accompanied with crimson wind aiming at the trio. The spear flew straight towards the princess however the knight jumped in front of the princess protecting her. The spear flew straight towards the princess however the knight jump

A maid told her and Lauren understood that the Old Knight was looking for her. "What does he want from me now? I didn't do anything to offend him." Lauren thought in her mind and looked at Rhys to get permission from him. "Rhys… " "Go. Otherwise, Mr. Knight will be angry." Rhys motioned her to go and Ren gave him a smile before following the maid. "Mr. Knight, you asked for me?" Mr. Knight whipped around to face her and smiled at her. "Yes, someone wants to meet you. Vivian Miller. My best friend. Though he is a vampire, we are really close. So be careful. Don't anger him." Lauren nodded her head.

My neck screams in pain from the long hours of bending from sketching and spending a couple of hours burying my nose in the laptop. I moved my neck side by side with a grimace, and then the elevator door opened. My heart thudded strongly against my will at the sight of the man who magically appeared in front of my eye. Although seeing him in the workplace doesn't seem like magic, it appears that way to me because Gray Westmore is like a magical creature. I am convinced that he had that power to make me weak, his gaze alone made my skin tingle and made my heart race with excitement despite my brain telling me to stop. “Get in” It wasn't a plea but an order and for some reason, I obeyed.

“Is it still breathing?” “What is it?” “Don’t touch it!” Perplexed at what she was hearing, Jade lifted her head. With a sudden burst of energy, she stood up quickly. “Oh, thank goodness! I’m not dead!” she exclaimed to the group of men riding on camels that encircled her. “What are you?” a man with a gruff voice said. Like most of the group, he was dressed in a tunic and had a turban wrapped around his head. A piece of cloth covered his mouth like a mask.

I wanted him to hold me tight and never let go. “Sebastian Knight,” the Alpha called. “Huh?” I exclaimed, shocked by what he had just said. “White was Sebastian Knight all along,” I muttered to myself.

"Maverick." This time, I got a reaction. "Yes?" "Did I say something wrong?" I asked. "No," he reassured me. "I just realized I had done a great injustice to you." What injustice? "I don't understand what you mean," I said. "You are supposed to have a personal knight assigned to you. They are responsible for protecting you from all kinds of danger and providing assistance within reason," Maverick explained. I wasn't sure how I felt about a personal knight. While it did sound neat to have someone who was supposed to help me out when needed, I wasn't sure that would have happened considering my experience here.