The Dark Knight Novel Novels & Stories

Long milky blonde hair with a pair of red-violet eyes that can drown you into a bottomless pit, reddish lips, and a milky white complexion. This is not me! Clearly not Nina Facelo! And like a flashback. My whole life before I came here, started flowing. From school, going to a nearby bookstore to buy the most awaited book that my friends recommended to me. And I, trying to be a hero and ended up dying in a dark alley on the second street. Illuminating Darkness! That's the title! That's the book that I want to read! I didn't sleep peacefully instead I died young! And to add salt to the wounds. I am now in the body of the most wicked Dame in the Kingdom! The suspected villainess of the famous

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

**This is the second book in the Elemental Dragon series. While it can be read as a standalone book, references will be made to the first book, The Arena. As I step off Tana’s penthouse balcony, I shift, flying away from what I just heard. Tana, the last fire dragon, has been claimed. And by a Lycan no less. I can’t believe she fell to him. She knew he was her mate, but being mated and being claimed are two very different things.

"Finally, the game is timed so don't worry if you don't figure it out. I also ask you all finish or put down your drinks so there are no accidents, thanks. Now let's have fun!" The crowd murmured lightly and began to move around, likely bracing themselves for the lights to go out. Nadine wedged herself between Enora and Gil to clutch onto their arms in fear, and they couldn't help but laugh at the action. As soon as the lights went out, a scream echoed, making Nadine jump out of her skin with her own. When they could see again, a man–likely Caitlyn's husband–was in the center of the room with a sword through his chest. People began to shuffle around per the instructions, while Cait and two o

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Though he guessed it from her blood, he wanted to be sure. Her slow heartbeat alerted him to the impending trouble. Lothaire should leave her here, let her die in peace. After all, she fulfilled her purpose. But... he doesn't know where to go from here. Whom to trust. He remembers nothing. Other than the confines of his cell, his mind is a blank slate. He looked at the beauty in his arms. He should be thankful for her interference but he can't help himself but doubt her motive. Everyone has a motive, an end goal with him. Because that's what he faced since he woke up in that dungeon with no memory of who he is.

"What do I need to do, sir?" His expression grew even darker. "Are you in for this bet?" "I'll leave it to your discretion," I answered. That response seemed to infuriate him. I could see his grip on his wine glass tighten, his knuckles turning white. "Fine, let's bet." The cards were dealt, and the game was on. I did not get the rules of the game, but the vibe? That I could read like an open book. Everyone was as still as statues, barely breathing.

“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.”

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

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.