White Knight Novel Novels & Stories

"Today, we are gathered to welcome our newest family member. Aksha Beatrix Aslenovie, the legendary white wolf. We are lucky to have her in our kingdom as we all thought that there would be no white wolf left in our world." Everyone gasped as they heard what Rozsa announced. Some are happy and cheering, but some can't believe it, including the woman beside Rozsa. She looks shocked and there's something strange in her that I can't figure out. "Are you sure that she is the one, Rozsa?" She raised her left brow.

The darkness of the White Mountain was illuminated with the little shadow of the moon, dark clouds covered the horizon and only the unforgiving gale of winter was their companion. Fairy Knight Henry heard them from the darkness of the trees, and as he approached, he saw the outlines of the warriors and the young legendary Prenah in the shimmering moonlight. He came down upon the warriors with the fury of the feral knight. His sword flashed in the light of the pale, heavenly orb. Their blood reached the ground before a scream could even pass their lips, and in an instant, he stood alone with the young fairy, and the bodies of his men littered at his feet.

As our squad of thirty imperial griffin-riders descended toward the main palace courtyard, hundreds of high-ranking noble wolves gathered along the marble balconies to watch our arrival. "They expect a quiet, subservient village healer," Adrian murmured, steering his griffin to land smoothly on the white flagstones beside mine. He dismounted in one fluid motion and held out a hand to assist me. "They heard the rumors of the White Light, but court nobles only believe what fits into their narrow little world." "Let them look," I said softly, taking his hand as I stepped down onto the marble floor.

What kind of man handles a woman's giant, faded, ripped-up underwear with such grace and zero judgment? Lucian Knight. That's who.

The words on the page sent a chill right through me. *The White Wolf's return will be written in blood. Starting with those she loves. Watch them fall, one by one. The Lunar Moon is coming.* My hands started shaking. I read it again. And again. White Wolf. What did that even mean? "Sky? Do you know what a White Wolf is?" Silence. "Sky?" "Someone knows," she said finally, her voice strained. "Someone knows something they shouldn't."

There was a guard before her father's study, and the guard began to say something to her, but she ignored him and walked inside to her father sitting on his desk, scratching with his pen, leaving inked words on a document. "You mustn't go," Anna said and felt the hand of the guard behind her. Her father looked up at her, and curtly nodded, the guard released his hold of her and withdrew out of the room. Lord White, they called him. He was the only man Anna knew who did things rationally, acting on patience, and true justice. His leadership on Crest Hill after all had kept the people from the notorious Baron's men. But now, the Baron's men seemed more persistent, and were beginning to ask so

she said softly. She continued to see blackness for a few moments, and then it slowly turned into a light brown. The brown turn brighter, transforming into yellow light. A face of a young, white male was in front of her. He had pale-blue eyes. They looked hurt – and angry. It was him. A younger version of Alec Peterson. Hands. A white hand and . . . her hand were clasped together, but something was between them. It was thick . . . bulky. “I will always care for you,” she whispered to him. He released her hand. It was a square, white jewelry box. Layla gasped as her shoulders trembled. She felt like she was going to cry – or perhaps she was crying already. She felt a tear fall down her cheek

he said, looking at his father. “That’s her middle name,” he replied. “Doesn’t that mean light, too?” Darcy asked, and we all kept quiet. “What does that mean?” Luna Grace asked. “She is a white wolf,” Damien said. “White wolf, like Lux?” she asked, surprised. “Yes,” he replied. “A white wolf appearing after so many years, that can only mean something bad is about to befall us all,” Alpha Blake said, and I breathed out.

In country A there stood a tallest building of the world which belongs to Knight Group. In one of the floor of that building in a meeting room there were staffs and directors sweating and afraid.In the centre there was a Greek god like man sitting in his chair with king like aura. He had brown eyes with black hair and flawless skin. He was wearing a black handmade suit with shiny black leather shoes. Not only female but also male die to get one glance from him. He is non other than Alexander knight.The president of knight Group. He is the king who rules the buisness world and underworld. He is ruthless and merciless.There is a rumor that he even killed his own family members for power and

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********