Masked Knight Novels & Stories

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

My heart had pounded with every step past those guards in polished armor. And then I saw him. Newly knighted, seventeen, his sword still too big for his frame. But he stood like he was carved from something ancient, eyes already too sharp, too quiet. Not yet the Commander. Not yet feared. Just a boy trying not to look like he was still grieving. He’d nodded at my mother. She nodded back, without breaking stride. Later that evening, I asked who he was. “Gideon Malik,” My mother said, grinding dried bellroot into a vial. “Of Blackthorn Hall.” She didn’t look up when she said it, but I remember the way her hands slowed for just a second.

Dominic instantly pushed me behind his back, his fully healed claws extending as a low, lethal growl vibrated in his chest. Through the frosted mist of the entrance, a solitary figure walked in. He didn’t wear tactical armor, and he didn’t carry a silver weapon. He wore the heavy, dark fur cloak of the Shadow Ridge Alpha, his silver hair glittering beneath the dim moonlight. A massive crescent scar cut across his left eye, mirroring the terrifying, brutal aura radiating from his frame. Malakai. The older brother looked at Dominic, then his black-ringed eyes slid over to me, a slow, drapieżny smirk stretching across his cruel, handsome face. He didn’t look angry; he looked absolutely ecstatic

"And usually, that shoe is his mother." The casual mention of Tessa sent a fresh chill down Anna's spine. She was reminded that the stakes were no longer just professional or emotional; they were deadly. Just as she was trying to pivot the conversation back to Nicholas's sleep hygiene, there was a knock on the door. It was Liam Blake. Anna’s heart did an uncomfortable flip-flop. Liam, Dylan's twin, was a handsome mirror image, but his eyes were a shade darker, carrying less visible panic, but perhaps a deeper, more settled sorrow.

Nighttime and drowned in his world the gaint didn't realize a small figure running through the dark, from the opposite side of the alley, right towards him. ~ BAM~ The phone went down on the street with a loud clank sound, which was once in the hands of the gaint just mere seconds ago. The clash between that small figure and gaint caused both of them to fall hard to the ground. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL... "

My Alpha Of Knight. *************THE END************

I looked down and dragged my hand over the sheet on the bed. ”It’s not much, but it’s home.” A man said. I extracted my claws and got up on my feet. He was bent over a bucket of water, cleaning something. What was that? He brought it up and the light from the fire reflected on the blade of the knife he was holding in his hands. I gulped but didn't move. He turned around, unbuttoning the cloak that hung around him. It was the man from the woods. he’s a wizard.

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

Hoping she wouldn't suffer any harm from the attack. One by one, of the warriors from the Crescent Moon closed the circle around them. They sneered and growled as they readied for combat. Unaware of who Selene was, unaware of who James was....unaware of the true background of who Blake is! The heir to the Primordial wolves. The strongest, ruthless, most aggressive wolves in all existence. Will they be able to handle him alone? Alpha Stewart chuckles, an evil glare in his face. Macy stands before him. Her hand held high, face perked up with pride. Under estimating the results that may come.

A man in a white suit and black cloak approached them. His hair was short and white, while his skin was slightly wrinkled. He had a holy cross necklace around his neck and two scabbards on his waist, one of them was empty. “Who are you?” The knight from the crowd asked. “Christopher Bright. A Hunter. Veteran rank” The man showed a white Hunter tag to the knights and stored it away. “It seems that this had turned into a vampire, perhaps.” “A vampire?” Christopher looked at the crowd, he was searching for someone. “You. You were with him, weren’t you?” He said while pointing at the woman that screamed earlier.