In the kingdom of Arvenholm, an ancient order known as the Black Knights serves as the elite protectors of the realm. Each kingdom has only one Black Knight at a time, a warrior granted exceptional authority and bound by strict codes of honor. Their dark armor symbolizes neutrality, unwavering duty, and the burden of their rank.
Er ist 44, Mechaniker aus Leidenschaft, verwurzelt in einem armen Viertel von New York, ein Mann aus Öl, Metall und Gewohnheiten. Gefühle zeigt er nicht mit Worten, sondern mit Taten. Nähe macht ihm Angst, nicht weil er sie nicht will, sondern weil er glaubt, sie nicht verdient zu haben. Für Brooklyn hält er Abstand – aus Fürsorge, nicht aus Gleichgültigkeit.
The hooves of Sir Alaric Ashwood's company echoed against the muddy road as they rode into the modest village, the banners of the White Lily stirring in the autumn wind. Children paused in their play, and villagers lowered their heads in respect, yet
Ethan Carter was once a force in the boxing world — The Shadow, fast, ruthless, untouchable. Until a brutal fight left him blind in one eye and ripped him from the ring. Now, at 44, he trains younger fighters in a no-frills Manhattan gym, living in silence, routine, and the belief that his best days are long behind him.
When Professor Lucinda Flint arrives at Hogwarts to assume the long-vacant position of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, the castle feels the shift instantly. Elegant, brilliant, and descended from the prestigious Malfoy and Flint bloodlines, Lucinda carries herself with quiet power—an aura sharpened by years of working abroad with the Ministry’s most secretive curse-breaking divisions. At only thirty-three, she is already a figure of mystery and admiration, her snow-white hair streaked with natural black marking her as unmistakably unique. Married to Senator Septimus Flint, the influential Vice Minister of Magic, she seems untouchable, unreachable—someone destined for a world of politics and legacy.
The plane had landed hours ago, but Evelyn still felt the hum of its engines inside her chest — a faint vibration that refused to fade. The drive north from Rovaniemi had been long and wordless, the landscape unfolding in endless stretches of forest and snow. Pines, birches, frozen rivers. All the colors of silence.
In a galaxy trembling under political tension, Senator Cathleen Wiress stands as a beacon of peace — a brilliant, compassionate woman who dares to challenge a system built by men and powered by war. Her husband, Horus Jard, was once her greatest supporter and the quiet strength behind her rising career. Together they dreamed of a future defined not by power, but by love, justice, and the child they longed for.
Cordelia Holmes – codename Zero – is thirty-four years old, though time has carved more into her than her age suggests. Born and raised in the United States, she was once one of the CIA’s most efficient covert operatives, specializing in psychological infiltration and high-risk extractions. Her name was whispered in the corridors of Langley — a ghost in heels, a weapon disguised as grace.
The story takes place in a dark medieval setting and follows Elias von Ravensburg, a powerful and charismatic man who leads a communal group of twelve women. This group functions like a cult, and the women worship him under the title “the Shepherd.” All the women are married to him.