The Dark Knight Novel Novels & Stories

"That is what the novel is about. The dark is the experience. The return is life. The dark changes you, but you do not stay in the dark. You come back, and you live, and the change is in the living." They sat with this. The coffee was finished. The morning light was growing—January light, still low, still cold, but growing. The eighth year had begun. The dark was behind them, not in the sense that there would be no more dark—there would be plenty of dark in January and February—but in the sense that they knew what the dark was for. The dark was for the coming back. The dark was for the light's return.

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

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,

I pushed open the old room door and exhaled slowly. Dark room, cold air, peace and quiet. I loosened the collar of my black shirt slightly, irritation already sitting heavily in my chest. I pulled my shirt over my head, trying to cool the burning under my skin. This was getting worse. Usually I could control it. Usually but ever since that girl… Footsteps echoed outside which made me froze instantly. It was a familiar heartbeat. My jaw tightened immediately. No. The door suddenly opened and there she was. Elena Carter.