Nova Knight Novels & Stories

Zarah shook her head in annoyance. “At least we try our best,” McKaye said. “Knight, the allies,” Lennox reminded him. Knight gave me the council’s number, and I dialed it on my phone when no one picked up from Knight’s number. It was picked up right away as if monitoring my call logs. “Yes? Who am I speaking to?” a man answered, sounding as old as Lennox. “You know who I am. I’m sure my number is already registered in my profile, but let me introduce myself. “I’m Blakely Nirvana Woodrow Thorne, a human mated to Alpha Knight Blackwell.”

– Sonny yells in his head. - I don't care about your excuses. Pay real attention to what I'm about to tell you. I, Angel Carson Brown, of the Lycan Moon Pach, reject you, Klaus Nelson Young, of the Lucan Moon Pack, as my mate. As soon as he finishes speaking, pain crushes Angel's chest, but he shifts and runs back to the packhouse without looking back.

"Hanna Erica Caviar is a girl. We all knew that it is impossible. Also " The Council of Communication hold on to the arms of his chair and then move forward. "How do you say so? Not because it does not exist here, does not mean that it is not possible. We need the Luna to personally clear her name because if she won't do that and leave this in silence. That will not help her case. " Knight knew that ehat the council said was true but he could not do anything about it, unless he decides to use force method which is something that he already declined to choose.

Before Ravyn hit the ground, Zamonte's arms had already supported her. ...Damn it, I can't even lift my gun. So, this is 'Reiki' of The renowned sweet-faced knight. How convenient... "Don't be like that. I won't let a beautiful woman like you get hurt in front of me." The sweet-faced knight spoke. Ravyn was startled by his speed, which could outrun the recoil of her gun. "Put me down!" "A little thank-you?" Zamonte spoke a little sulkily. "I have nothing for you. Let's not waste our time and continue on our mission, shall we?"

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

“Yes. Choose.” “I am choosing,” I say. “I am choosing not to be your counterweight.” “Then what are you?” The whispers rise again. Be merciful. Be graceful. Be divine. I close my eyes. “I am Nova,” I say slowly. “I am not their goddess.” The pull tightens. Resist and they suffer. The whisper is new. Deeper. “Kieran,” I whisper, “they think if I refuse them, something bad will happen.” He stiffens.

There’s nothing going on between you and Rautio. She grinned. “Hey, you.” “Back at you.” He mirrored her smile. “We were just leaving. This is Anahera. Hera, Rhiannon.” “A pleasure to meet ya,” she crooned, holding out a hand toward me. “You were his knight in shining armor from the other night.” Not wanting to come off as some jealous, bitchy girlfriend which I wasn’t, I took the handshake with a plastic grin. “The things we do for the sake of humanity.”

“Have I? I don’t recall ever spending time with him. He was always holed up in his office, now we know why.” Shooting a brief glance over my shoulder, watching the guilt devour his expression. “Traitor.” “Stop it.” Nova fumed, tears springing from her eyes. “Stop it, don’t do that to him.” My eyebrows furrowed, slowly blinking as I dissect the miniscule information displayed in front of me. Judging from her all-black attire, she was part of The Rebel’s Creed. Nova wasn’t in the spotlight, another face in the crowd that went unnoticed, she blended with the shadows and practically hid her existence.

Mirabella saw the fear and confusion in her beautiful eyes, but now was not the time for a sex education lesson. ‘I think we have spent more than enough time discussing those two male devils. Let’s move on to the reason I have brought my niece before you.’ This time, an excited murmur raced around the room and anticipation filled the air. ‘Mervon Kenny, my girls brought you here today so that I could ask you to join our MC. Not as an ordinary member, though, you are MC royalty, the Black Knights Princess, the daughter of King Xavier. Therefore, should you wish to join The Shadow Knights, we would like you to do so as our Queen.’

I turn to my brothers and neither of them look like they know what to say either. “Oh for goddess sake” says Nova in her amused voice. “Hi Angelina. I am Princess Noraveena but please just call me Nova or Noves. These Jugg heads are the Kings Alex, Peter and Luthor and I am guessing you’ve all realised you are fated mates?” We all nod at Nova. I realise I am still holding Angelina’s hand and I cant bring myself to let go. “Tell us a little about yourself please Angelina?” asks Peter. One of us has finally found their voice. Thank fuck for that, this was getting embarrassing.