The Ruined Death Knight Novels & Stories

She asked us how Cassandra was doing and we responded, she's safe. Even though, it's bad to think of someone else's misfortune but I couldn't help but feel relieve that Andrei killed Rozz. I feel like finally, no one will be able to hurt my friends anymore. When the operation ended, Cassandra was quickly transported to a private room by Andrei. We all talked about what happened and waited for her to wake up. After several hours, she continued to stay unconcious. "I think we should go home, honey. I know you want to be here for her but in your case it's bad for your health to stay here for too long," Daevon whispered as he embraced me.

Alpha King began. “Yes. You know this part of Death’s soul as Ruin in this era, but his real name is Marikh. Although he had had many names and had lived many lives, all with me, for me, just to end those lives with his hands every single time. But after every life, my soul recovered slowly. At this point, I have lost count of how many times I have died at his hands, but in no life was death ever painful. Death has always been so gentle to me…” Now I understand. Back then, when I created a blood-link with Ruin, it wasn’t me. It was Moratia’s soul that was in its last stage of full manifestation.

She even ruled out the most accomplished and outstanding youths among the families. After a moment, a handsome face suddenly flashed across her mind. The only person in Yarroland who was equal to Sebastian was Kenric Carvich, known as the devil. Three years ago, Kenric had killed a Dark Knight at the Soul Awakening stage. Three of his apprentices had now become official Dark Knights, and all of them held important positions in the Juwanian church.

I say between gritted teeth. “Yes, the hitman with no loyalties, you did succeed in getting a fair amount of enemies too” he says, I just shrug, I’ll take it as a compliment, I did do that. “Enemies who are willing to pay millions for your head” he says, for the first time in a really long time, I get scared, I’m not afraid of death, I’m not afraid of being killed, but what I’m really worried about is losing Elle, leaving her alone. I start to fight, I try to get out of my restraints, I can’t die, not now, not with her being left unprotected. I head but Patrick’s nose, getting his nose to bleed freely now, angry, he back slaps me on the face.

She could have warned me! With anguish in his voice he went on to explain, “As a Guardian Knight, I tied my life to YOURS for the rest of my existence or yours, whichever comes first. I would die for you, Ellie; you will always come first in my life because of my oath. How is that fair to Cailee?” his voice laced with sadness and loss.

He didn't want to believe it. Anthony bit his lip, and his eyes trailed to the ground below him. The place looked so ethereal, like a sort of fantastical world. The grass was long beneath him, and the breeze swirled through the blades delicately. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Why?" "I'm sorry I let this happen. I couldn't save you. I tried. I watch you die, George. I tried to save you...avenge you. I thought I was strong enough," The fallen knight stammered out his apology. "I wasn't. I know you probably didn't even want me to fight Solace... I had to. I had to do something." He clenched his fists. "I told myself that even if it was the last thing I did, I would do it for you."

My other two bonded mates. Ronan, a man bound to the shadows of my past, connected to my mother in ways I still don't fully understand. And Evander Creed, a cold, ruthless Alpha whose name makes full-grown warriors flinch in fear—a man whose hands are stained with the ancient blood of Silas’s entire pack, including innocent women and children slaughtered twenty-two years ago during a failed ritual.

Ren asked. I pressed the crown of my watch twice, ending the recording. "I got it," I said. It wasn't enough to end the empire, but it was a start. Richard Carter's operation had just made its first mistake. They had let me walk out alive.

Rowan wanted Violet, he wanted to kidnap her and steal what belonged to me. “You chose the wrong fucking day to play games with me, Moretti," I growled to the empty room, pulling a fresh, black button-down shirt over my shoulders. I left the top two buttons undone, not caring about protocol. I didn't back down from wars; I finished them. Ten minutes later, I tore through the gates of the Greco compound. The sight of it alone reminded me of my hatred for this family, Leonardo hid behind pillar of old money pretending like his hands weren’t covered in the same exact filth as ours.

In the third year of my disappearance, Xavier Gardner has transformed into a powerful capitalistic mogul whose influence runs deep in the finance industry. At the celebratory party, he goes down on one knee and proposes to his first love, Nancy Lowe. "Back when my company was on the verge of bankruptcy, you were the one who sold all of your properties and assets just to help me tide over the crisis. Today, I want you to become the happiest woman in the world. Will you marry me, Nancy?" Amid everyone's blessings, Nancy puts on the ring while feeling extremely touched. "Mr. Gardner, it was said that your ex-wife, Victoria Zahn, had stolen all of your funds and fled with her sugar daddy whe