Marvel White Knight Mga Nobela at Kwento

Knight spoke. " Wait, what?"

The Shadow Knight pressed his advantage. "The forgotten surrendered identity to escape pain. I maintain identity precisely because of pain. The Council's crimes have names. Their victims had names. Justice requires this specificity." He reached into his essence where the Soulstone resided, drawing forth power that responded to his focused will. Shadows coalesced around him, hardening into armour that protected not merely transformed flesh but the core of identity itself. "I am the Shadow Knight. Once Kaelen Dawnblade. Bearer of the Soulstone. Enemy of the corrupt Council. Avenger of the murdered innocents. I claim these names and purposes. I reject oblivion's comfort."

“Come inspect our pup” Jedidiah nodded kneel next to Sapphire. Looking at Mileena wolf brought a tear from his eye. This is one of the happiest days of their lives. I interrupted the moment when the King and Queen arrive. They took one look at the white wolf; they were in shock that they did not know what to say. Being speechless, the crowd whisper again. It was never in history that a white Lycan exist, let along in the Nightingale pack. This will go down in history, Mileena being the first white Lycan.

“Do you even know the gravity of what you’ve done? If you keep harboring me, then you won’t be safe! You don’t even know who I am!” “Then, do you know who I am? You don’t think it’s strange that we met in Ducroft and now we’re both at the border town of the Empire?” “What….do you mean?” “Marvis Jane. A personal knight of Crown Prince Reagan of the Empire. A Werewolf capable of mass destruction and the secret weapon of the crown prince. Am I right?” “How did you……?” “It’s funny that despite being the personal knight of the crown prince, you still haven’t recognized me. Well, maybe it’s because I’m supposed to be dead.”

Just a word from their blue-eyes merciless head could banish someone from the country or even doomed for life. They were like the gods in the movie ‘gods of Egypt’. The Knight empire was ruled by the unfeeling billionaire CEO of Knight Industries, Malcolm Knight. According to rumours he was as gorgeous as a Greek god and as unfeeling as the devil himself. She heard he killed people who offended him without a flinch. His name alone sent shivers down people’s spine. Well, that was none of her business, so long as she never come in contact with this demon.

He was sure she had injuries there too, but he just didn't want to see her naked. On a normal day, he wouldn't care if she was the curviest woman in the world. He would have seen her naked and not glanced twice. But today wasn't normal for Wayne Knight. He had found his mate, the woman he ordered to be tortured—the one he wanted to murder badly.

“Marvel, have you investigated Varga and Arwin Holt?” Leonel asked, sitting in his large, imposing chair. “Yes, Sir,” Marvel replied. “What are the results?” Leonel inquired. “I couldn’t find those identities. However, there is a name of one of Jordan Valchev’s men with that alias,” Marvel explained. Leonel narrowed his eyes, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of his chair. A cold glint flickered in his gaze, signaling the rapid pace of his thoughts.

"Okay, okay. I mean, is it wrong I don't want other wolves to see you dressed so fucking hot?" Laughing, I walked up to him. "Don't worry, you're the only one for me," Leaning up on my tiptoes, I pecked his cheek before whispering against his lips. "Knight," Silver jumped into his eyes and his lips split in surprise, my laughter trailing behind me as I turned around quickly and went back inside the closet. * "We definitely need to work on your upper body strength," My trainer, who was promoted not even a year ago to teach the incoming grunts, was named Arrow Flynn; he was about six foot, sandy colored skin tone that was perfectly paired with chocolate curls which kissed his thick eyebrows.

Oh shit… That’s when I remembered the story and I mentally facepalmed. If I say Alpha James then they’ll know it’s a Knight and they’ll know they can get to him. ”The alpha of The Celestial Pack says they’re waging a war on the Knights. Is it in relation to this war that you plan on using Malia?” Anything I said now would tie me to James, to being a Knight. We were so close to getting her and walking out of here, without there being any bloodshed.

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.