Nightwing: The Darkest Knight Novels & Stories

Lothaire opened his mouth and uttered his secret, which he never told to a soul. "I can manipulate darkness. The dark does my bidding. The shadows are my slaves," he said without even showing a hint of hesitation. He trusts her that much. Willow is blown away imagining the magnitude of his power. No one walking in the dark is safe from him. And now he can walk under the sun too. Willow realized she is looking at the most powerful vampire in this world. Not just a vampire but one of the powerful beings if any. No wonder he is a king.

It was the night that would in turn change the trajectory of my life, the night I'd become one with the shadows, the night I was going to give half the underworld what they sought desperately—the news of my death. About two weeks ago, I was in Russia seeking help from The Pakhan and the only way we discovered around the war that was coming was death; my death. After giving it a thought for a while, I had finally decided to let my life take on a new cause; after all, I had always been intrigued by the idea of operating from the shadows. Ginevra Rodriguez, the Dark Knight would be dead by the break of dawn. I patiently took the torture and waited for the Abyss's dramatic entrance. Izzy's words

But my resolve was a beacon, unwavering and bright, fueled by love and duty. Then came the growl, low and guttural, rising from the shadows to my right. I didn't hesitate, spinning on the balls of my feet, dagger drawn in a seamless motion. My pulse quickened but did not falter-it was the rhythm of survival. Twin orbs glowed in the dark thicket, reflecting back the pale light I wore around my neck, a talisman Jason had given me for protection. The creature-a Darkwolf, no doubt-bared its fangs, a snarl rippling across its matted fur. It was a pawn of The Black Faes, its will twisted to serve their malevolent desires.

she begged, I could imagine the puppy dog look on her face right now. Liam was giving me a quizzical expression so I put my hand over the mouthpiece and whispered, “Dawn of the Dead.” He widened his eyes slightly before giving me his smirk. “Don’t worry, Angel, I’ll protect you,” he whispered confidently, making me smile. “Amby, please?” Kate begged again. “Oh jeez alright fine, bring that damn movie,” I muttered, defeated.

"If I go down... promise me you'll step in. Show mercy. Keep the pact alive." Shane nodded. Jake drank another mouthful. "Good." The two stood in shadow, plotting outside the line of honor. Dawn approached with the promise of steel and blood. And Alpha Jake would not let anyone-including his own honor-stand between him and his mate. Because love, revenge, and desperation... thrive in the darkness.

Cosmic Darkness is not a good choice in this kind of situation. “Dark Celestial-Divine Magic: Dark Knights!” I shouted and then, I pointed my celestial weapon that had turned into scepter to the swarm of lowly demons. Many knights wearing heavy metal black armors appeared on the air simultaneously and they came with black Pegasus. They attacked the enemies nonstop, slashing them from everywhere until those demons become smithereens of black ashes.

This absence of allegiance seemed appropriate for a space intended to transcend the divisions that had brought them to this precipice. The Shadow Knight arrived first, his transformed essence maintaining controlled manifestation despite the temptation toward intimidating display. Midnight armour flowed around bone framework with deliberate restraint as constellation patterns shifted within his form. The forgotten souls integrated within his transformed substance remained vigilant but composed, their collective determination tempered by cosmic awareness regarding the significance of this unexpected parley.

Derek came out of the office, picked up his bride and took her to bed. I hoped my knight in shining armor would come carry me off soon, I mean who the hell was calling at 4am? It was real quiet and I was trying to listen but he was whispering, which made me even more curious. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Heath, of course I did! Lord knows I gave that boy enough sex for three lifetimes he’d never need to look elsewhere, but still. I was always a bit self-conscious that he could find something better.

He looks dangerous, his prowess screams danger. My knees suddenly felt weak that I needed support to keep myself from falling. I moved back a little, leaning my body onto the metal frame designed on the stage. When I was settled, my eyes wandered back at him. He was sitting at the center of the table alongside his brothers as if he was some kind of King. They were all regal however his aura is darker than most of his brothers, too far from Cian's bright and funny personality. But I just find it funny why his different projection caught my attention. The likes of him are not for innocent girls such as me.

I looked up and saw the gigantic rock don. "I have a plan." I said. "Everyone! Inside the cave now!" I shouted. I teleported with Ate and Cassie into the cave. If the dark knights have a weakness, it is darkness. They can't use their eyesight in the dark. Even if they’re from the Black kingdom. "Stay here." I said. I teleported back to where we came from earlier. "Ahhh! F**k it!" I heard Drake shout on his knees. Liam helped him and stood him up.