The Darkest Knight Pretty Little Liars Novels & Stories

Good thing, she could read five languages, Russia included. "Dark knights." Hysteria pumped through her bloodstream as she read it out loud. Her gaze looked every inch of the room, desperate for a means of escape. How the hell is she face to face with dark knights? What are they doing here? Zoey was losing her shit. Nothing prepared her for this. Everyone had said Dark Knights were just a myth and they were now extinct. They used to be the deadliest werewolf mob ever but they were extinct! Why the hell is she face to face with not just one, but eight of them? What's going on?

A single table separated them, but the sharp looks they exchanged made the distance feel insignificant as they faced off. "Aren't you the knight in shining armor of Xiellenna Mondregal?" Alexis teased, chuckling. But Dark remained unmoved and silent. "Such a failure, though, letting the princess die just like that," Alexis added with a smirk. Dark flinched at Alexis's words. He didn’t respond to his opponent’s taunts. In his mind, he blamed himself for Exelle's disappearance. "No. She’s just missing," Dark thought, the words caught in his throat, eager to escape his sealed lips. Eventually, he voiced them aloud.

“What kind of noises are we talking about here?” “Like, groaning sounds,” Kayla jumped in before he even finished, talking faster now and waving her free hand around. “And the security guards on midnight patrols, they caught these dark shadows moving quickly across the windows, you know, just flashing by and then gone. It got so bad that the school had to seal the whole classroom off again, saying it was for renovation but everybody knows that’s total crap, they’re just scared of whatever’s still hanging around after the murder.” She laughed a little at the end, like it was the funniest story she’d heard, but her eyes stayed bright and eager on Ethan’s face.

I asked, not believing she had said that now. “Just me and Tong,” she said. “You know Devil’s Lair wasn’t even that heavily guarded, and you were scared out of your wits,” I jabbed. I took back my laptop and shut it. “I thought I was walking toward my death. Do you know what people on the dark web say about Shadow Knights?” She shivered. “Why didn’t you think of that before going in alone?” “I knew if I told you, you would walk in exactly like you did. We just happened to be lucky that Killian Knight has a thing for you. One day, I want details.”

"Exactly. That's why it must happen. Jake is choosing her over me, over everything I am. We must stop this before it's too late." Mara swallowed hard and nodded timidly. "Okay." They exchanged a silent pact, hearts pounding in the still night. Unbeknownst to them, through a crack beneath the door, Elder Leah, the wise witch of the Moonlit Pack, overheard every word. Her face settled into firm resolve as she realized what was happening. Moments later, Alpha Jake strode into the pack's inner study. The firelight from the hearth cast shadows across his troubled face. Elder Leah was already there, waiting.

"This place was just a random experiment for me, a place I saw on the net and have no plans of coming back." "Then you won't leave here scot free, no human had ever stepped in here and left alive " He gasped. "So what happens now, you're going to kill me?" "No, we'll rather kidnap you and keep you here until you regain your full sanity." "What do you mean?" Oliver asked and stepped closer to him, looking confused at his first statement. "You're our Lycan King and you're standing in the Vamp wolfish Clan." Oliver froze "That's a lie, this place is called Dark hills."

He turned to find Raymond standing in the shadows of the portico, his expression unreadable in the darkness. "Going somewhere?" the Alpha Heir asked, his voice deceptively casual. Knight shrugged, unwilling to reveal his true feelings. "Just needed some air." "Strange timing," Raymond observed, stepping closer. "Considering what's happening upstairs." Before Knight could respond, Drake and Adrian emerged from the packhouse, their identical faces alight with malicious amusement. "Well, well," Drake drawled, "looks like our brother's tastes have improved. That definitely wasn't the little mouse we just heard."

“Tonight. I already invited her with Shadow so that Nirvana won’t suspect.” “Huh.” I could see the pride in her eyes. “Look at you, Knight Blackwell.” “Shut up. I’m calling Case and asking for his blessings.” *** “Do you think it’s a good idea?” I groaned at Dylan. “I don’t want her to suspect anything.” “Suspect about what?” My back stiffened. Dylan and McKaye just looked away while Luka slid off the stool, saving his own ass. “Did I catch you in a bad time?”

In a coffee shop "So, I was able to gather some data on who might've attacked your father." Cheryl said as she took out a black envelope. Then she handed it over to Andrea. Andrea raised a brow and took it. Flipping it open, her eyes quickly rummaged through it. "Elaborate." She said after a moment of silence. "Your father was attacked by a group called Dark Knights. They're a small criminal organization who usually keep to themselves." "So they were hired to assassinate?" Andrea asked. Seeing Cheryl nod, she added, "But I've never heard of them before. How long have they been in existence?"

the child said. Knight smiled. The boy's smile, and his small words, struck him differently. "Mommy likes it too..." Lexus added, so Knight grinned, turning his gaze to Lore. "I think so, your mommy likes dark... chocolate. Sweet but..." he said, staring intently into Lore's eyes. "... rough," Knight whispered, just loud enough for Lore to hear, making her swallow slightly.