The Ruined Death Knight Novels & Stories

Within seconds, they were all back on the ground, groaning in even more pain than before. When the leader realized his men had been taken out, his face paled. He slowly backed away before suddenly turning and running. His men followed. I nearly laughed despite everything. What a bloody coward. Kayden immediately rushed over to me and squatted in front of me. “Do you have any idea how stupid that was?” He asked, grabbing my hand. “I’m fine.” I tried pulling my hand from his grip, but he held on firmly. I could see the faint injury in his own knuckle.

“My cousin loved Jeremy first. Loved him for years before you ever walked into his office and ruined everything with your soft eyes and your desperate little crush. Do you have any idea what it’s like watching someone take everything you’ve ever wanted, without even trying?” “I never tried to take anything from Brittany.” “You didn’t have to try.” Her voice cracked, just slightly, the first real emotion I’d seen from her all night. “That’s what made it so much worse. You never even noticed what you were destroying. You just floated through, oblivious, while the rest of us picked up the pieces you left behind.” “So you decided I deserved to die for it.” My voice shook, anger and grief tanglin

I don’t care. I search around wildly for Luna Gwen. The whole hall is in chaos, lit with screams and blood. Darian is mid-shift and battling with one of the creatures too. He should be able to handle it. “Luna!” I mind-link her across the hall, but get no answer. She’s shielding. She wants to focus. I attack another null-born brutally with my fangs and it vanishes. They keep disappearing. How can one really kill them? “Xaden…” A broken familiar voice calls only for me to see Zolya caught mid-shift by the null-born. It strangles her to the wall, squeezing her throat together.

Danté chuckled "That sounds wrong" "Exactly, many said Arthur and Guinevere spent a long life together but thanks to the necromancers that was not really possible, they fought them in secret, attempting to keep the world safe from evil" Alister looked at Villa in his mirror "You think the necromancers killed the rest of the knights? There were more following them around that table, and one of them was Vlad" Villa's eyes shot wide "You lie!" "He feared us, and instead of facing us he decided to join, he was a valuable asset to the knights" Alister chuckled "Asena's Alpha, was also a knight"

Also, I was curious to see how Philip and Brenda would react when they found out the person they had skinned and cut up to pieces was me. Brenda picked up on something more to Layla's words. She grabbed her wrists. "Layla, what are you talking about?" There was not a hint of regret on Layla's face. "That useless wench won't come back anymore. She's been buried in that sculpture since the beginning." "You're saying… That person was Hazel?" Brenda subconsciously took a few steps backward. On the other hand, Philip covered his mouth and stood frozen to the spot. He must have recalled that the skeleton was missing the bones of three fingers. He had spent a lot of time creating the missing parts

her mate whispered back. “I have two things to say. First, I think Knight had withdrawn his soul between the confines of his wolves again. That's why he hardly even died under attacks before. His soul would hide and slip back up after a tiny while. However, this time it seemed different. Like Knight was unable to come up on his own.” Wayne gulped down.

It was no longer a battle, it is now a one-sided massacre as he systematically destroyed him limb from limb without a single shred of mercy from the knight he permanently crippled the judicator that not even nano-machines or cybernetics can heal. The once-mighty judicator who valued honor, justice, and integrity was brought low by a fellow knight and a human no less. Kent raised his claws close to the Judicator’s neck before he delivered the final blow he heard a faint cry in the distance. Kent looked back to see two souls standing before him crying out for help as their voices echoed in his mind reminding him of his oaths made long ago. The rage inside him that once surged violently slowly

“Ah, as expected. The man himself in the flesh.” Rowan Robinson was standing there with a wide smile. Jay knew Rowan was more than he looked. It took him everything to find out that Rowan was working with someone who collaborated with the Knights of Death and the death of thousands of people in the sixth realm. Jay knew every history and everything about them. He knew that Jazmine’s friend, Anita, and Anita’s brother were werewolves. Jay knew Liam’s pack and Luna were the ones who revealed about the Knights of Death and their purpose in the mortal world.

The knight remembered what had happened with their previous leader, Edil dying in the hands of the duke because he failed to do his mission that – that’s what he thought - happening from the past enraged the duke to the point that he killed the leader of his shadow knights "M-My L-Lord, i-it seems that t-there was s-something else strange things h-happening in the ruined and a-abandoned e-empire" with that Derius let go of his tight grip from his chin making the knight stumble on the floor breathing while holding his chin Yet Derius was quite intrigued and surprised with what he heard from the mouth of the knight making him pause for a second knowing that the empire that was previously aband

“Trying isn’t good enough. You either do what you’re told, or you die. There’s no in-between.” I looked away, the shame burning hot in my chest. I had failed. I couldn’t pull the trigger, couldn’t do what Dante had asked of me. And now, Alexei was dead, not because of me, but because Viktor had stepped in. “Get up,” Viktor ordered, his voice sharp. “We need to get out of here before anyone hears that shot.” I scrambled to my feet, my legs shaking as I tried to steady myself. Viktor was already moving, his eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger. I followed him out of the apartment, my mind still spinning, my body running on autopilot.