The Legend Of The Sun Knight Novels & Stories

"The contract was a lie I told myself to justify keeping you close. But what happened in that chamber wasn't in any manual. I saw you move, Julian. You weren't just a Sun-Blood. You were the law." Kael moved then, closing the distance from the other side. He sat on the edge of the bunk, the heat radiating from his skin acting as a second blanket. "The North has legends of the 'Solar-Alpha.' A being that can command the packs without a single growl. I thought they were stories to keep the pups in line." He reached out, his calloused thumb tracing the line of my jaw. "But I felt it. When you told those Sentinels to release me... my wolf didn't just obey. It knelt."

Far to the south, in the ruins of a forgotten temple, the Solar Wolves bowed before a blazing golden altar. “Soon,” intoned their High Priest. “The Sun God will rise… and the Luna will burn.”

“But luna, what about your protection?” “I don’t need protection anymore. But this pack does. The Aurora pack isn’t ready yet. Gamma Nash, this perpetual night is going to turn darker in the coming years, but I want you to tell our soldiers, our warriors, our knights and our pack an old quote — tell them that after the darkest night comes the brightest morning. Tell them that… the sun will rise again,” I said. “Luna… what do you mean? What are you going to do?” He looked at me, concerned.

Cradling it carefully in my palm, this small trinket that would befit a necklace, I close my eyes and try to source its reason for existence among my personal things. The sun gods are not givers of power for witches, they rarely bother with any of the immortals except the ones they built with purpose. The sun’s a death sentence for many of the kinds who hide in the shadows so it’s odd to see a sun symbol given during a moon ritual, especially to a witch who is blessed by Luna. Everything I own carries the mark of Cerridwen or Khonsu in some form.

The Mage A power hungry Magician with an thirst for no magic blood. He believes that the non magic should rule the world and to not be forced into hiding because of the narrow mindedness of human. He takes Diana’s family in an attempt to demoralize her and eventually kills them. He meets a bitter end when Selena takes his powers away and makes him what he hated the most. Humanity.

He said the fighters there never rest, and they were no match for the great shadow fighters. They were excited and turned back,towards the direction, so they were all casted into the shadows, a place of fight where they won't end the fight forever, they were physically sleeping and their body was kept in a darkness forever. They were refers to as, " Sleeping knights " Queen morolake, was not sure about the blood reign ritual, but according to the story, it did not ended well,a fate that she will not want, for the legions, "what is we wake the sleeping knights" asked queen morolake, the wizard took a deep breath, and nodded, he didn't realize it before, how would he had not thought about that

The dragonslayer knight originally intended to show off his might on today’s occasion and enhance his reputation. Unexpectedly, Luna completely suppressed him. Furthermore, Luna even insulted and humiliated him... “Argh...” The dragonslayer knight howled in anger. After deflecting Luna’s strike with his sword, he started to unleash his unique skill. “Pluto’s Cross Slash!” At his words, a dazzling glow appeared on his long and wide sword. It shone like a miniature sun, making it impossible for others to stare at it.

Death was far too common to make such promises. “Miss Luna,” they whispered, getting her attention. “I have something to give you.” They touched a leaf from the vines hanging off their head. Instantly, the leaf curled itself around their wooden finger. With a light pull, the leaf came off and dried itself, still in a perfect ring. They held it out in their open palm to her. Hesitantly, Claire reached out and picked up the leaf. Confused, she looked back at the dryad, who wore a soft expression. “If you wish to get in contact with me, burn the ring beginning at the petiole.” Claire nodded, pocketing the gift carefully. “Good luck, Miss Luna.”

“But… it’s… I don’t mean you disrespect, Rayla! Luna knows, I would never…” “Oh, but this is MY Pack now” I assured her. One of my clawed fingers traced lazily along her clavicle. “You have shown massive disrespect to the foundations my Pack is built on, Courtning, and therefor to all of us. Normally I would’ve preferred to settle this indoors, and without violence - but you chose to do this here, now, and you chose to do it with a knife.”