Sonic Black Knight King Arthur Novels & Stories

The King continued, "May this tournament be a testament to our kingdom's strength and unity. Let the games commence, and may the best knight prevail!" As he resumed his seat, the trumpets blared, signaling the start of the joust. Knights in gleaming armor rode out onto the field, their horses prancing with excitement. Banners fluttered in the breeze, and the air buzzed with energy. Ahvi leaned closer to me, her eyes wide with excitement. "This is it! Look, there's Lord Cromwell!" She pointed eagerly to a knight with a striking red plume on his helmet. I followed her gaze and spotted Sirius Black among the combatants, his black curls peeking out from under his helmet. He glanced toward the Em

I fight them off one by one at the same time Ray keeps attacking my sides. 'Are you the one to save them?.' He laughs tauntingly as I struggle to stand. 'You are just as weak and pathetic as Howard.' I snarl at him at the mention of my father, he had not right to utter his name from those cursed lips. 'Shut the fuck up!' I stand to swat him, but he punches me in the snout. 'You are a disgrace of a King!.' 'No!.' I shout again charging at him but he is quick to evade my punch and instead attack me from the side.

The sudden force slammed Arthur against the stone wall, forcing a sharp whimper of pain from his throat. “Know your place, you dog,” the Alpha King growled, his voice vibrating with absolute malice. “She is my sister you are talking to, and I will tear you apart myself before you ever lay a finger on her.” Rose’s eyes lifted to Killian, watching his fierce, protective anger. In that exact moment, the harsh truth finally settled deep into her soul. She understood the true difference between evil and good now. No matter how desperately she wanted to save Arthur, there was no bringing him back. His heart was gone, and his entire essence had turned completely dark.

It instantly started to bubble in response to the markings. "I Damon Bloodstone, Prince of Gardenia, summon the King of the Underworld, Balthazar Kolgrim." The temperature of the room dropped. My hair stood on end as black smoke pooled from the circle. It swirled around us, filling the room with the smell of sulphur. I wrinkled my nose, forcing myself to breathe through my mouth. I waited for him to appear, but then the smoke vanished, and the room warmed up again. "Well, so much for that plan," Kier scoffed, and I shook my head.

She talked to herself. She got ready, and the arbiter started counting. She quickly got three arrows, and immediately put them in her bow. Without saying a word, she released it into the sky, where many pigeons were released. "Great! Great!" The audience screamed, and King Arran was one of them. "Looks like your filia inherited your skills, Duke Murdoch," King Arran said with a smile. "Accientsy has potential, and I like her honesty," he added. Accientsy's father didn't speak, and just listened to everything the king said. She slightly turned to where the king and her father were, she put her right hand on her chest and made a slight vow.

“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.

“Even if I’m just your bartender, I am that man tonight, Astrid.” I hugged him back and I sighed. “I know, Ryder. I hope you know you’re not just a bartender to me. You’re my knight in shining armor.” “I’m not pretending, love,” he whispered gently. “I told you… I am yours tonight. And you are mine.” I sighed. “Yes. I am yours, Ryder.”

He says glaring up at me as I struggle to get out his hold, but can't. Suddenly blood starts to drip from his mouth. I look down to see long sharp black claws, attached to a large, bloody, leathery, black clawed hand, coming through the alpha king's stomach. The alpha king let go, dropping me to the ground. I watch as Blake pulls his bloody hand from the alpha king's body. The alpha king drops down to his knees, leaning over. I watch as the big hole from his stomach to his back starts to slowly heal. Blake shifts back, breathing heavily as he glares down at the alpha king. Not giving him time to completely heal, Blake grabs both sides of his head and twist, snapping his neck. He twists again

The wind muffles the sound of his screams. King is the next one to join the fight. Unlike my father’s lycan, King moves stealthfully through the chaos. He inches closer to the house. One of Fairs’s warriors is thrown back, and King catches him as he falls to the ground. Placing a single paw on the warrior's chest, he rips out his throat and tosses it to the side.

Mrs Harson asked her youngest daughter. "It was okay." I replied casually. Gwen stared at her mother. She couldn't believe that her parents had a debt to pay and they acted as if everything was alright. She just hopes everything goes back to normal. "Girls! Come help me make dinner." Mrs Harson called which made Gwen come back to reality. Aurora and Gwen then went to the kitchen to help their mother but with different thoughts running through their minds. At the Royal palace; King Alexander was sitted on his throne in the meeting room. On his right was his trusted assistant George. A man that was only two years older than the King. He had pale skin and dark coloured eyes. He keenly studied t