The Ruined Death Knight Novels & Stories

“Auntie raised me. I used to wait by the window every evening, hoping he’d walk through the door. But he never did. I still don’t know what happened to him. We tried to contact the police about the case, but they found nothing." I couldn’t speak. My throat felt tight. My chest was heavy with the weight of the truth. I couldn't tell her that man was no hero who abandoned her. He was the traitor my clan had branded years ago, the one who had supposedly sold us out to a rival family, the one I had personally ordered killed to protect everything I had built.

“My soul has been shattered into a million pieces. My love, I have failed you. I didn’t only lose you when you left; I also lost my soul, my voice, and everything else, and now I’m nothing more than a moving shell. Without you, the world feels so barren. I sense darkness and wrath, but I am unable to put it into words due to my inability to communicate. My spirit and light have been extinguished along with you. They allowed you to die, Darrian, my love, because you were unimportant. They will undoubtedly pay the ultimate price of a life. They will not have their own children. I shall appeal to anybody who can hear my cries for justice on your behalf, my Darrian.” Her sobs sounded as if she w

Slasshhh! From that very small wound, a curse very quickly spread to the heart of the giant knight golem. Not done with what he was doing, Damien jumped far back. Bruaaakkkk!~ … The other giant knight golem swung its greatsword vertically and landed where Damien had been standing. The other giant knight golem had died from being scratched by Damien's mystical sword, and its corpse was crushed by the reckless attack of another giant. But luckily Damien had managed to extract his shadow first before his body was destroyed.

"What's just happened?" Kursak didn't have to answer, because the ground was shaking again, although not as bad as before. The Gnomes were trembling with fear, making Edmund sure what happened next would not be pleasant. Sure enough, slowly something appeared from all over the hill, their numbers were numerous, hundreds or even thousands. Their figures were extremely thin, some of them even just a pile of bones. All of them emitted a green glow from all over their bodies. They are royal knights who died in battle, the wounds on their bodies show how they died. Some lost their heads, lost an arm, had no legs so that they were hobbling with both hands, and most had open wounds on the chest and

“Do I need to remind you what we went through to put him and his empire down?” “I found out the asshole had been crawling his way back into power,” I defended myself. “If I had known, I would've made sure the world didn't get the chance to change the news about his obituary.” “You should have put a fucking bullet in his head when you met him!” he snapped. “Cut the man a fucking break,” I said. “He lost everything. He was just walking around when I met him.” Luc moved back a little, staring at me like I'd just grown a second head.

It all seemed to be going well, and that the battle would be over shortly. A few of the mounted Knights were taken down by the Alva’himar, but with sheer numbers – and the aid of the Minotaurs – several of the Mages were overcome. As the Knights clashed with the Goblin ranks, however, they encountered something unexpected. The first Knight riding into the fray swung hard at the nearest Goblin, who raised his own blade in defense. When they met, not only was his blow deflected, but his Khortaal was broken. Thrown off-balance, he fell from his saddle, scrambling for the Khor he had at his side. The wide dagger was equally shattered when it met the Goblin’s sword, and then the Knight died as th

Chapter 8 Violet stood up and unconsciously walked to her brother's favorite place—a small mountain. She didn’t cry; she felt numb. All she could hear were the voices of her neighbor and the news anchor repeating the same devastating words: Wave is dead. The ex-wife of Lucas Wells had been arrested as the primary suspect. Reaching Wave's favorite place, which was close to a cliff, Violet fell to her knees. “Nooo!” she yelled, tears pouring down uncontrollably.

"She… she blamed us for siding with murderers. But when the Shadow Knight attacked, Hailey killed him." "Snapped his neck?" Audacus's voice was level, but the pivot of his chair creaked ominously. I nodded. "One movement. Soulshatter. He dropped and ashed out. No magic in his bones to stop it." Audacus folded his arms. "Ruthless. Effective. Just like her." Thalindra's ribcage tightened. "She also told Akael. if he ever changed his mind—if he found peace—she would welcome him back."

He said. “Giants are extinct, in case you forgot.” Joel said. “Oh I saved one just for this trial. You’re the lucky ones who get to be the cause of their extinction! Whoever delivers the final blow will move on. The other one will go in the dragon cave. Which by the way, your friend is probably being chewed on right about now. Sucks for him I suppose.” Joel and I looked at each other, this asshole. He blasted us with his holy light and we appeared in a grassy field. There was what I presumed to be the giant, leaning against a tree. He was almost as tall as the tree with a wide body. All his features were wide and obscene.

He pulled out a small, ruggedized tactical camera—part of his recon gear. "Battery is low," Kai said. "But it works." "Film me," Damian commanded. He stood against the gray concrete wall. He looked wrecked. His face was bruised, his lip split. His coat was torn, stained with the blood of the Shadow Claw descent. He didn't look like a politician. He looked like a survivor. "Rolling," Kai said. Damian looked into the lens. "My name is Alpha Damian Sinclair," he began. His voice was rough, unpolished. "By now, the Council has told you that I am dead. They have told you that my family was lost in a tragic accident in the North." He stepped closer to the lens. "They lied." "Elder Vane and the mer