Mimic Knight Novels & Stories

There are three types of Knights in the association: (1) the High Knights who were the ones closest to the royal family of the Laera Kingdom; (2) the warriors, the Knights who received missions from the High Knights through the Head of the Knights Association, and; (3) the mentors, who mold the Knights for three years into strong, capable warriors. Major Dylan watched horrified as his students charged at the water clone. Leon created dozens of his own which dog piled the Aidan water clone. Sophia, Zain, and the real Leon ran around the wiggling mass of magic clones and shot towards the real Aidan holding him captive.

“But are you two for real hanging out with the future knight and his beta?” “The future who?” I questioned raising my brows as Ostana looked towards me in confusion. Pointing a finger, the shorter one smiled and blushed, following her line of sight, sure enough - she was pointing at the backs of Laker and Emrys. “Future Knight of the King’s army, you know the hot tall one with black hair,”

The sheer power of it cracked stone. Mira raised her staff, hurling a bolt of shadow. It struck the armor—and fizzled out, absorbed into the runes. “Not good,” she muttered, backing away. Kaelen pressed forward again, muscles screaming. He drove his blade at the knight’s chest, but it was parried with casual ease. The greatblade slammed into his guard, flinging him sideways. He crashed against the wall, vision swimming. Blood filled his mouth. Aric lunged, claws striking sparks on the armor, teeth snapping for the throat. The knight caught him mid-air with a single backhand, sending him tumbling across the cavern floor. He landed hard, unmoving for a breath.

I peeked at Maverick's face as I said, "You said I'm supposed to have a personal knight. Does that mean you have one too?" He nodded. "Yes. Timothy is a close friend and my personal knight. I trust him with my life." That was certainly a strong recommendation as any. "I would have liked to have him become your personal knight, but I need him by my side." "I won't take your personal knight," I said immediately. Now I was beginning to have an idea of what to expect from personal knights, but I would have to experience it firsthand or do some research to be sure. I cringed at the idea of having to read.

His ribs, though knit back together by Elena’s earlier intervention, screamed with every jolt of his boots against the uneven concrete. He was alone, stripped of his crown, his empire, and the woman who had become his entire universe. The Neural-Mimic he had discarded was a cold weight in his hand, a piece of copper and wire that had nearly cost him his mind, but had bought Elena the seconds she needed to fracture herself into the city’s veins. "Listen for the hum," she had said.

Ang kanyang mga mata, na dati ay kayumanggi, ay panandaliang nag-flicker sa kulay violet. ​Hindi siya clone, at hindi rin siya cyborg. Siya ay isang Bio-Mimic—isang bagong creation ni Vane kung saan ang bawat cell ay isang micro-computer na kayang gayahin ang human tissue hanggang sa antas ng DNA. ​Naglakad siya patungo sa nursery kung nasaan si Alexander. Ang bawat hakbang niya ay hindi naririnig ng mga sensors dahil ang kanyang katawan ay naglalabas ng isang Frequency Jammer.

I am seated in the most secluded part of the café. I continued reading some of my notes. “Do you know Mr. King’s daughter is the fiancée of Mr. Alexander Knight?” Another woman strikes a conversation with her friend, a little bit from where I was but I heard my father’s name that’s why my ears instantly hooked in their conversation. I couldn’t hear her words after saying my father’s name because the barista was calling someone’s name for their coffee. “Really?” Her exaggerated reaction made some people threw a glance at their table. It was so fucked up because after that, they started whispering at each other. I couldn’t hear it anymore!

But his bluff became a reality, Jhonia stop at the intersection of the door silently taking photos. “Who would have thought... Someone who is dying to be ride by Kyhe Knight, would jump right in to his enemy's bed? Who? Emmari, I would love to know how Mr. Knight would feel after seeing you like this? Hee-hee, continue.” Jhonia said to them, taking a moment while in fright Emmari pulled for the sheet while Nearce got dressed. Jhonia continues to ask? She giggles and says as she is leaving.

"I am back, Knight." "It's you."

He met young Narco who Mort decided to adopt and he brought in the twin brothers who were the same age as Narco. And his first meeting with Sumire at the Shrine of Death. A lone girl who captures his attention. Mort turned around outside when he heard footsteps coming to his place. It was the prison knights who will take him to the gallows. There are only two of them wearing a priest outfit with a pyramid head. The man who stood as tall as Mort was wearing black and the other man on his side was wearing the same outfit but a white one and is a bit smaller. "Your time has come." Said a prison knight who is smaller than his companion in size.