Nightwing: The Darkest Knight Novels & Stories

This darkness is kind of cruel in itself, and would never let anyone belong to it to break free from its shadow! “I barely stop the darkness, but it's not enough,” he continued as the fireflies been weakened, and their light is one of a dim. The absence of the darkness that is spread away made them somewhat barely survive. Their light haven't that bursting and blinding than ever, and is now flickering to distinguish. The man in black suit slowly turn away, and as he fully turn his back from the dim place, he said with undying authority, “My army, my Negin, this is the time you have waiting for!”

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.

He took one limping step backward. Then another. When he looked once more— She was already gone. He turned again and ran… The nearer he came, the thicker the smoke grew. By the time the pack walls rose before him, Nightwing looked like a place after plague. The buildings were burning down… bodies littered the road. Some in Nightwing colors, some in Death Valley. The anger surged through him now…. He entered like wrath. The first invader never saw him. Damien tore his throat open while running.

One of the core members of the family voiced his suggestion. "Hmm, I see, and you think these people are a match for the great Vipers?" Mr. Red questioned sarcastically, thereby gaining a grin from the cloaked lady. "You wouldn't pray to be their enemies, Mr. Red! They are very deadly; don't underestimate them." "Oh, I see, so tell me about this wonderful gang!" He taunted more. "The gang name is known as Dark Nights," and in fact it has another subordinate gang called "Dark Heart, which is ruled by a man known as Ezekiel Wells."

The Dark Knight appeared to be in his 20s, but he was actually a monster who was over 90 years old. As an important member of one of the Juwanians' core families, Alice knew the origin of the Dark Knights better than anyone else. The truth was that Yarroland hadn't originally had any Dark Knights. The legend of the Dark Knights had only spread across Yarroland after the Juwanians appeared. Dark Knights were the most powerful warriors in the Juwanian church. That was also why the archbishop of the Juwanians would always leave the blood of infants for the Dark Knights during every infant blood ritual.

Scared that my darkness would try to take Chelsea as well. What was she even doing in my nightmare? The darkness inside me was getting out of control and I couldn't hold it back anymore. It was going to destroy anything in its path and I couldn't let that happen especially to the people close to me. My demons were seeking revenge and they wouldn't rest until they got what they wanted. This nightmare was definitely a warning that I should stay away from Chelsea. I could still picture her fear stricken face. She wanted to help me but I know that no one would ever get through to me the darkness was a part of me I just had to accept it's torture and suffering.

DARKEST HOURS CHAPTER ONE JOHN PAUL'S POV ________________________________________________ The sun was extremely at it brightest today and the chirping of the birds could be heard, not too far away . It was just like another day in the life of the famous John paul cooper . I had wristwatches worth millions, a private jet to whatever island or country i want to travel to and most importantly chains of businesses around the globe . My phone was buzzing and i had to see who was calling and that was my secretary Penelope.

Darkness enveloped the entire area,yet Gavin and Khez's condition remained unchanged as if the darkness had never ended. Khez had no idea that Heark had returned to her after they had split up Heark was just armed with an ax and a flashlight as he approached to the location. The entire place is enveloped in deafening quiet scary and standing feathers. The opponents will attack soon Their expressions are filled with terror since one false action could result in to death. Heark is on his way to his goal he had no idea that he was being followed by the opponents which they also callled 'The Walking Half Man' but it's also known as 'the red eyed dead,'the fact that these are similar to a zombies

"Here. This is your personal satellite phone. It has a tiny tracker wired in that I can trace at a distance of five thousand miles." "Whoa," she whispered as she accepted the phone. "Five thousand? Emery must've extended the range of the Black Widow." Royce was checking out his own phone with new appreciation. "What's a Black Widow?" Kenzie asked. "It's a tracking device. Emery's company makes them. Powerful little bug. Handy as hell." Royce pocketed his phone and focused on Hans. "We taking any protection?" Hans shook his head. "Too risky, even with permits. Dimitri Razin will meet us in Moscow and see that we receive any necessary firepower."

“Which way to go?” Eka onyx stares into Roy’s grey pupils. “The closer one” he replied indifferently * * * In the meantime… Rina felt a tumultuous pain in her chest, the next thing she knew was darkness engulfed her vision. She is awakened in the barren desert where she meets her twin once more, Lydia the seducer of men. Lydia is used to the vulgar nickname Rina gives her, her host was never into her anyway.