Terminally Ill Dark Knight Fandom Novels & Stories

“Manipulate the data? Emelia, how can he possibly do that, and more importantly, how can Caelum track the dead seven years of my life? Is there something you're not telling me?” “You know that legend of four knights that protect our city? Well, it's not a legend, it's true. The dark knights are very real and the most elite fuckers there are, they're sin dipped in more sin and they do a few good things that make them think they're the savior of the people but they're not, they're just as good as they are vice.” she pauses, “ Caelum, Ryker, Bishop, and Cassian are the dark knights.

It was the night that would in turn change the trajectory of my life, the night I'd become one with the shadows, the night I was going to give half the underworld what they sought desperately—the news of my death. About two weeks ago, I was in Russia seeking help from The Pakhan and the only way we discovered around the war that was coming was death; my death. After giving it a thought for a while, I had finally decided to let my life take on a new cause; after all, I had always been intrigued by the idea of operating from the shadows. Ginevra Rodriguez, the Dark Knight would be dead by the break of dawn. I patiently took the torture and waited for the Abyss's dramatic entrance. Izzy's words

He was surrounded by a pulsating swirl of shadows that served as a clear reminder of the peril they were in. The dark energy whirling around him magnified Kael's sneer, "You've come to die." "How appropriate for a broken mate and a so-called Alpha." Dominick advanced, his wolf snarling ferociously. "What it means to fight for something worth dying for is something you'll never comprehend." Dark energy surged toward them as Kael raised his hand. Just as the explosion tore through the ground where they had stood, Dominick jerked Lisa to the ground.

Once he had all the sheets on the bed and set his red drawstring Phillies bag down, he went back out to the living room. Of course, the loveable irritant known as Tony had put 'The Dark Knight' on. That was Dillon's favourite Batman movie and it held great sentiment to the both of them. It was the movie that played while he finally accepted that he was in love with Tony. Though doubtlessly some would think he was manipulative to put that particular movie on after everything that happened, Dillon knew better. Tony put 'The Dark Knight' on for the familiarity of it. It told him that Tony wanted to comfort him, to bring him back to a better time. While it might only be for a little while, he wa

The dark knights. It was because of them that the normal warriors held on till now without so many casualties. Why? Well that's because for some reason I suspected it to be dark magic, the warriors of the Blackthorn pack were persistent and tenacious. Their eyes were dull and it seemed that no matter how many times we struck them down, they didn't feel it. No. It wasn't that they didn't feel it. It was more like for some odd reason, they were immensely numb to the pain.

Danny, Jun, Jaden and David all sat on the bed in front of JD, ready to listen on what this is all about. “Renzo-hyung, Yosef, Sean, Aikon, Miko, the twins, me and some other Polaris and Stargazer staff are agents of Dark Knight. Dark Knight is a private organization established by Mr. Bobby Young, a retired private detective, which specializes in dealing with gangs, mafias and any illegal acts that threaten and endanger people’s lives. Indecent and illegal acts on the military, police and the government is also handled by Dark Knight. It could be Dark Knight’s own missions gathered by the intelligence crew or requested by certain clients.” JD stopped and looked at the boys listening intentl

He mused. Maybe I can… If he's terrible. "I had to rub in his being ignored by the girl he likes so we can go back to studying," Jerell told him and started telling him all about Darken Faction. "I've read your novel, Dylan. I know you've heard of them." He nodded and listened quietly while Jerell imparted the history of the most ferocious, most feared, and most bloodthirsty faction of all—the Darken.

What he'd become needed something that spoke truth. "The Shadow Knight," he said finally. "Let the Council's faithful whisper it in fear." Serena smiled. "Perfect. And now?" Now came purpose. The power flooding through him demanded use, direction, victims. The Council thought they'd destroyed House Dawnblade. They were wrong. They'd forged something far worse: their own ending given form. "Now," the Shadow Knight said, darkness writhing around him like a living cloak, "we plan a war."

The living room fell quiet all of a sudden. Luna widened her eyes and looked at Rachel with an unbelievable expression. "Dr. Liddell, w…what do you mean? Why would Gwen be…" How could Gwen be a terminally ill patient? She was supposed to only have health issues and endured Luke's torment. That was why her physical state had worsened! How…

He was more powerful. “As I was saying, we need Minerva last time he saw all of us, we were very young, and you were getting married. He thinks we’re dead. Imagine, living these last eighteen years believing that all of your children were killed by the Luthor’s.” I told them. I could see them thinking about it. “I finally understand why he went bezerk and never went back to fight.” “Go on” Damien said.