Silhouette Knights Novels & Stories

Then I hurried to Kuroyuki, who was maintain the wall from the silhouettes. "Kuroyuki— is that what I think it is…?" I asked. "…They— are us," Kuroyuki answered. The silhouettes are August (sword silhouette), Blaze (armbar silhouette), Kuroyuki (spear silhouette), Persia (black card silhouette), Rumelia (black string silhouette) and Kronos (black bullets silhouette). "They are one person short— so it's me who's not in there, huh. What is the meaning of this…?"

A baby wailed in a burning cradle until silence swallowed it whole. Three dozen Royal Knights—the finest warriors of the southern territory—arrived on griffin-back, blades drawn, magic flaring. They lasted seven minutes. Lightning struck their beasts from the sky. The witches toyed with them. Aldrian smashed through shields and bone like a demon from the pits of forgotten hells. One knight crawled, bloodied and sobbing, toward a broken scepter of communication—but his head was torn clean off before he reached it. The forest swallowed the screams, the smoke, the cries.

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

She flashed me a smirk, hearing Zachary’s compliment. “Thanks. You don't look bad yourself.” I say, eyeing the suit that was made from my hand. He looked really good in the black suit that was embroidered with golden leaves and an arrow that pierced one of the leaves. It was an art, one that couldn't be seen if it wasn't examined closely. I wondered how good it would look on Gray, Would he be happy If I made one from him? “Are you okay?” Zachary's voice brings me back to the present. I blinked and smiled at him.

Each swing of their swords passed through the air with eerie precision, and though they looked solid, their movements had weightlessness of ghosts. Damian roared as one struck him across the shoulder. He retaliated with a dagger, but it passed through the knight as though through mist. “What the—?” He snarled, staggering back. “Damian!” Laura shouted. He turned toward her, his face bloodied, his eyes wide with relief and confusion. “Laura?” Hope clung to her, the crystal glowing brightly at the sight of him. Then Laura froze, the faces of the knights were hollowed, ethereal and trapped between worlds. They weren’t living men at all.

LOCATION : WASTELANDS, ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ENGLISH CHANNEL ( FORMERLY FRANCE) TIME : 5:30PM DATE : 15TH FEBRUARY, 2077AD DRAKE / SHADOW KING : That’s right show me what you are made of ( He remarks with a chuckle as he watches the mirror before him amused at the sight he beheld)… show me the glorious power of this holy weapons of yours, oh great and mighty Holy knights. Show me the extent to which you can use them for that information would prove useful to me when I set out to destroy you lot ( He remarks with a conniving smile) SHIVA : Was there really a need to introduce yourself to the knights??.... We could have continued calling the shots from the shadows, isn’t that why we resurre

The appearance of the "Draft One Silas" was a "Narrative Abomination" that turned the "Unmapped" North into a landscape of shifting chronologies. He stood in the center of the courtyard, a titan of pure, unadulterated "Alpha Arrogance." He wore the original Blackwood armor, polished to a mirror sheen, and his eyes were two solid pools of stormy grey that held no "Biological Remorse." He carried the "True Silver Dagger," and his scent was the overwhelming, suffocating smell of a pack that had never been "Purified."

“Who the hell are you? Allan questioned with a gleam in his eyes posing for an attack. The shadow jumps back taking several steps backward. He ignites from his hands white light and then the building torches begin to flicker illuminating light. The darkness disappears, and then more shadows appear in hooded gray cloths surrounding him. “What is hell? Who are you? Allan questioned while he swings his sword around his hands. Lightning jolted from his eyes with blue colors’. Like well-trained soldiers, they uniformly remove their hooded gray cloth covering their faces to their body, and the guys were all on knight amour of intricate colors’ of green. “We are the integrity knights of equality un

"Surround them!" The rogue leader commanded. Kian and the knights are gathered in the middle with their backs on each other. "Just wait" Kian linked them. "Attack!" "Now!" With that, the knights disappeared and the enemies clashed to one another. They are all sprawled on the ground groaning. "Get up!" The leader yelled. They are all looking around but the Knights are nowhere to be seen. "Where are they?" One of them asked. But they heard someone screamed. And when they saw who, the man is already dead. Then they saw a black smoke and shadows that moves in them and whoever it pass through, dies.