The Dark Knight Novel Novels & Stories

023 •DARK KNIGHT PACK• It was still early in the Dark Knight pack but the weather wasn't as bright as other morning, since the morning sun seems to be hiding, as if it was refusing to show itself. Kenziel was in his study, as usual, going through some ancient book, not minding Alexxander and Herzl's presence. The two men stared at him as if to pierce his skin with imaginary laser in their eyes, but Kenziel didn't bulge.

Never could he imagine his life would turn upside down in the city of light and he would become someone wanted and loved by his fans. His dark past has always been a secret he buried deep in himself. Something between that period happened to Brandon which made him a man who he never wanted to become, And that mystery is yet to be revealed...

it meant. The words rang through her mind now and made her tears fall faster. Hayden was beside her and put his arm around her shoulder. It felt comforting to have it there—to have him there. They were all in black. Hayden’s black collared shirt and tie, and his black overcoat fit him like a glove. He looked so distinguished and handsome, even with the somber expression on his face. As she thought back on all her childhood interactions with Abbi now, she struggled to remember any trace of them. She remembered there were many tales about wolves and monsters and “the dark ones”.

Justice, served. “Falcon, come here. Dismember them. Send their heads to our rivals. Blow up whatever property they have left. Burn their mansions and kill their families. I want them erased. Completely gone,” he ordered, adjusting the white sleeves now stained with blood. That was Dark—merciless, lethal. The remaining enemies tried to run, but Dark would not allow it. Who dared step into his world and flee? No chance. A bazooka blast took care of a few who tried to escape and Ace had that weapon in hand.

A vaporous, aromatic cloud arose and filled the room. She stood motionless and stared into the cloud while an image formed in it. Then a whole scene formed clear and distinct. She saw Dominic standing amongst wolves, mountain lions, snakes, rats and bats. His face was distorted with rage and evil. Mice and rats scurried all around him. Maggie jumped back from the vision as it suddenly shifted, and Brandon Wagner rode of the darkness on his large black gelding. She could feel his power as he grew larger and his body glowed with brilliant light. “I was wrong! I had the wrong man!” Maggie wailed.

If he was tattooed anyway, it meant he, too, had been born under the care of Doctor Christopher Krynick. That didn't make sense. According to the historical record, Doctor Krynick's labs had only been the first generation he had kept for research. Nothing was known that he had also bred proles. But if he did, the original scope of the disaster would be much greater than we had previously assumed. I looked up at Reese and the way he frowned, he was probably thinking similar thoughts.

A pair of arms wrapped around me, and I instantly settled into the familiar embrace as both of us watched the sun set over our kingdom. I couldn’t help the squeal of delight that escaped my mouth. I had finally completed my book, 1001 Dark Tales. The look on my editor’s face was one of disbelief when I announced I was stopping all other books to focus solely on that one. I guess writing 1001 Dark Tales takes a long time, four years to be exact. Still, I had written enough books with the help of my quill that I had more than a steady income.

"Dear Leo, The darkness that shadows your family runs deeper than you can imagine. Your father, Albert, is not the man you think he is. Three years ago, he committed a heinous act that still haunts the corridors of our city. The life he took was that of Jessica Morgan, his loyal secretary and our unsuspecting comrade. The incriminating evidence lies hidden in your mother's cupboard. Unlock the truth, Leo, and unveil the sins your father tried so desperately to bury. Beware the secrets that follow,

Dobermans are Ares and Wolf, and German Shepherds are Ranger, Kevlar, and Tank. The safety and security of my home and way of life are very important to me, so having those eight dogs roam the property every hour of the day helps with my men. Dal runs back to the backyard and then goes behind the house. I put my cigarette in my mouth and reach into my pocket for a lighter. I put the cigarette between my lips and lit it. There is a light breeze and the air is cool and crisp today. I've lived in New York my whole life, and I love it. I just wish this time of year wasn't so cold.

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.