Novel & Cerita Modern Knight

“Glennwood? I have never known anyone by that name. And you say I killed this man? I think you must have the wrong person. I’m sorry for your loss, uhh… sir. But can you tell me more?” The man’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t believe you.” Still barring the way in front of me, Cillium began to snarl. I laid a hand on my young knight's shoulder, quieting him. I could feel the tension within him with or without his ability. I felt the same. *Do we attack, Alpha?* Surry’s voice came from behind us.

"Why aren't you here yet? All the pack members and Elders are waiting for you." As I stared at the screen, my lips curled into a mocking smile. I didn't bother responding to him. Instead, I just blocked him and the other members of the Silvermoon pack. What he didn't know was that just half a month earlier, I agreed to be the mate of Lucas Knight, the Alpha of the most powerful pack in the North—the Nightblood pack. Soon after the plane landed in the North, I would be marked by him and become his Luna. … "Lucas, my wolf is ready," I said as I stood in front of the mirror.

With the army's attention drawn towards the berserker, Kent sneaked towards the city while the marines and knights screened the charging soldiers. He made his way on what was left of the makeshift bridge and a broken barricade. The sight of dead civilians was too unsettling for a knight to see as it breaks every rule and code made by their founder. The Knights’ Code states that for every innocent and defenseless who died in the battle between the knights and their enemies, a prayer of peace must be offered in order to allow the innocent to pass into the heavenly realm. Sadly, there was little time to mourn the dead as he moved through the streets – passing through several soldiers of the New

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.

I curse internally for not finding my motorcycle's key when I need it the most. "Okay. I'm coming. Don't worry. He will be okay." Cutting the call, I throw a long coat on my nighty and leave my apartment in a hurry. Thankfully, I have shorts on, so it doesn't look awkward to ride my motorcycle on that street half-naked. What the hell is wrong with me? Inwardly, I ask myself about what I am doing and what makes me do it.

Devil POV. “I have a job to do today princess, I might be late tonight, I want you to eat dinner and be in bed by ten” I order by princess, today I’m meeting Nikolai, head of the Italian mafia, he got a job for me, rescheduling again would lead me to be out of the job, one time a coincidence, twice he’s making fun of me.

Among the emerging societies were two prominent groups, each founded to create assemblages of remarkable individuals with talents both physical and mystical. The first was an elite group of Knights. Men and women of great physical prowess and intelligence, sworn to defend their kingdom from enemies both human and supernatural. For the mystical energy that had been part of the very formation of Edon and the life thereupon had also allowed non-human creatures, varied in form and abilities, to spring forth amid the forces of creation. Many saw mankind as an enemy, and craved the dominance that humanity had in the world. The Knights were united into the order of the Black Knights, in part to hon

"They must be truly desperate." "Those aren't ordinary soldiers," Serena warned. "Those are hunter-knights, trained specifically to combat supernatural threats. Their weapons are blessed by the Grand Inquisitor himself. Even with the Soulstone's power, you'd be wise to avoid direct confrontation." The Shadow Knight studied the approaching force. Twenty riders, each representing the pinnacle of the Light's martial prowess. They moved with disciplined precision, scanning the terrain with the practiced efficiency of predators tracking prey.

“3,000 Dragon Knights welcome Young Lord’s return!” “3,000 Dragon Knights welcome Young Lord’s return!” “3,000 Dragon Knights welcome Young Lord’s return!” Domineering, passionate! The heavily armored Dragon Knights impacted everyone’s worldview! Too hot-blooded! A man’s blood should be shed on the battlefield! The Dragon Knights that had never appeared in the real world combined ancient style and futuristic technology in one. The sight was shocking to the senses! Their roars swept across the sky like a stormy sea! All the people watching in the dark were filled with horror when they saw this scene!

The day of the return of the knights, led by Keane Clementine, had come. Outside the palace, the people were waiting for them. Many women stood by, expecting to see who they believed was the most striking man in the Kingdom of Grellis- Keane Clementine, the king’s cousin. In their mind, the king was equally gorgeous as his cousin, but Keane’s attitude hailed him as the most stunning. He was a laid-back and charming person. Similar to the king, the famous knight also had iced-blue eyes but partnered by his silver hair. He was the kind of man no woman could resist.