Story Arkham Knight Novels & Stories

Let's go watch the light show. Leo took his hand. He looked tired. Not sleepy-tired, but soul-tired. "The Star is loud today, Dad," Leo murmured. "I know," Damian said softly. "Let's go tell it to hush." They left through the rear airlock. I turned to Kai. "Okay," I said, checking the magazine of my Glock. "We have one entrance. Limited ammo. And an enemy with unlimited resources. What's the plan?" Kai grinned. It was his mercenary grin—sharp, dangerous, and entirely devoid of humor. "We make them regret coming down here," Kai said. "Wulfric, tell me about this fortress. Did the Shadow Claw believe in booby traps?" Wulfric smiled, his old eyes glinting in the blue light of the hologram. "Mr.

The bay doors opened as the marines take in the luscious scenery of forests, oceans, and mountains. Some of them took off their helmets as the vast scenery of Ren'veil swept the hearts of each warrior, as though they had fallen in love for the first time. One of Kent's close allies and friends aboard the Night Hawk, Clayton Carmive, is the Resident muscle of the Strike team. He often wore a Generation 4 Tactical Knight armor – Heavy Herculio. Like Rex's suit, it is also equipped with jump-kit boosters, gravity boots, and a grappling hook gun. The suit can be compared to a behemoth in terms of size due to its base design was derived from the heavy knights during Terran Age 2942 in Xheronian t

I remind her again landing a kiss on her pouty lips, she smiles and blushes a pretty pink color that makes her look even younger than she is, I get my purse and get ready to leave, Elle, wave goodbye to me. I make it toward the parking and to my car, I open the trunk and check that I have everything I need, my gun, tracking devices, my safe line, my laptop, then finally my favourite part, my kit. I have a full torture and extraction kit, including some small knives that vary in size, my favourite knife, my first purchase, it was more for good luck than usage, next I had to sever pliers for different reasons, some to extract teeth, others for fingernails. Finally, I had a few hammers, my favo

There was barely any place on Knight that was still intact: His gut filled with deep wounds and his chest with crossed scarlet stripes all over, even his shoulder looked out of its socket. Raven pulled out a handkerchief only to put it away, but that didn't escape Knight's eyes. "So I guess the rumor is true then," Knight grinned at Raven, not seeming to notice that Raven just ignored him completely, "Alpha Raven is a clean freak." "It's hemophobia!" Raven glared at Knight, his frown deepened when his eyes landed on the countless wounds on Knight. "Isn't that what I said?" Knight laughed, seemingly enjoying Raven's bothered look.

I said. . . As soon as Wayne finished her pancakes she Jumped down the kitchen slab in a hurry. "Wayne slow down" I shouted getting worried but Wayne was already halfway to my room. "Amara come fast i can't wait to see my present" she shouted stopping on the way for a while. A laughed looking at her so excited to get her present. I placed the plates on the sink and left the kitchen. As I reached my door with over excited Wayne she was already getting impatient so I clicked the door open and Wayne went in like a hurricane. I followed her inside and looked at her. Wayne was looking all over my room with excitement in her eyes. She spoke up "Where is it Amara I can't find it". I smiled went nea

You need better security for treasure this important! Nightshade poison can be cured by a Lunar Blossom that only grows in the depths of a cave that only Briar knows the location of. A’s real name is Animikii Strauss. That’s right, you and Artie boy have a half brother out there who is coming for 3 things. 1, Briar. 2, Artie Boy’s claim to the Blood Heir. 3, to exact his revenge on Draken for casting him out after you two were born.

~Night in the North~ The band of the night anti-supernatural creatures were all set out all on standby against the time the enemy steps forth unaware of their secret formation and intentions. They are all following the lead of Raven. "Kai, can you hear me now?" Raven asked tapping the piece plugged to her ear. "Yes Raven. Very clear" "I'm with Delilah. Check with Archie and the rest. Any time from now, we might spot something fishy around. I think they are probably thinking of setting a trap for us tonight"

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.