Terminally Ill Dark Knight Fandom Novels & Stories

"Who has dared to attack you?" Dylan staggered as he fell to his knees, his eyes red and wincing in pain. "It's the Silver Moon Alpha." He gasped, struggling to catch his breath. "He... he threatened to ruin Dark Knight... and... and broke my arm as a farewell gift and warning to you!" Kenziel's expression darkened, his voice like a low rumble of thunder. The tension in the room thickened like a gathering storm. Kenziel's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixing on Dylan like twin daggers. "A farewell gift, eh?" He repeated, the words laced with venom.

"Lucas, are you at a loss just as you’re about to face your death? Don’t you dare think I’m unaware of the fact that you’re a member of the Dark Palace! "Spit it out! Are you affiliated with the Dark Palace?!" Lucas smiled calmly. "If you think that I, Lucas York, am someone from the Dark Palace, then let it be such that I, Lucas York, am affiliated with the Dark Palace because the words coming out of your mouth seem to be similar to nonsense uttered by terminally ill patients.” Morgan was livid when he heard the reply. "Morgan, it's best if we don't jump to any conclusion before everything has been thoroughly investigated," Camden said to Morgan.

“We met earlier—” “I know,” he says before I can finish. “And if you’re here to ask for my help, let me save you the trouble. Don’t waste your time. There’s no point in going up against the Dark Knights. They couldn’t care less about your reputation—or anyone else’s, for that matter. They’re a closed, tightly knit society. No amount of pressure or persuasion is going to make them change their minds.” With that, he leaves as well, leaving me feeling even more helpless and hopeless than the organizer did.

“Only James and I are still alive, the other dark knights were all lost.” When Thorn saw the black smoke rising in the sky, he had already expected the worst. He pulled himself to his feet and looked around the room. “This will not go unanswered. No one kills a dark knight without paying with his own blood,” he announced, “We will have our revenge; a place hidden deep in the eastern forest requires our attention.”