A Knight Of The Word Novels & Stories

A greeting or a warning. The knight bowed deeply. “Princess Alessia,” he rumbled. “I will escort you.” Kael stepped between them. “I walk beside her, not behind.” The knight did not move. “The King permits one guardian.” Kael’s voice sharpened. “You don’t decide his permissions.” The knight straightened. His visor shifted slightly as though studying Kael. “You are the Shadow Guard. The King acknowledges your loyalty.” Kael’s fingers twitched near his dagger. “I need no acknowledgment.”

she says. “What if you killed me before that? What if you hurt me?” I ask. “You got my word, Elle. You know for someone my business, my word is law, my word is the one thing I would never go back through” she says. I remember when I searched for a hitman, they all took pride in their word, about them never going back on their words, how they were always honest, it’s the honour that counts. “Okay, I want your word, you’ll never hurt me, I can leave when the four months are over,” I say, she smile, her eyes shining again.

“Another disrespectful mu—” “Were you going to say mutt, by chance?” Knight interjected, a strange lightness to his voice. He sounded giddy, but there was an edge to it. My skin started to crawl. “Because I have this thing about that word. It gets my shadows riled up, and then they want blood, and then I want blood.” “You can fight while the walls are melting?” Pamela asked Knight, a hint of a laugh in her voice. “Can you feel anything in your state?”

Not asking any questions, it’s not my place, I swing the door open and follow my fellow knight down the hall. Despite being a knight, he wears no armor. Just a brown tunic, dark slacks and a sword at his hip. I recognize him as Riol, the knight whom had been acting as ambassador to the Wolf-Men until last week. That explains his lack of footwear, after nearly four years with the pack I can understand him adopting some habits. But I can’t help but wonder if the sharpness of his dark eyes is something else he’d picked up, the idea of someone looking at Irellia that way makes my blood boil. I pray to the gods that it’s unique to Riol. “Your face is like a letter, telling all of your emotions.”

“I’m just a history major who spends so much time in the archives making research.I can’t fight whatever you are against Karl He walked towards his desk and picked up a brown journal that had the same wolf knot symbol . It looked like generations after generations had laid their hands on the journal.You can make your research. It’s way more important than you know. The order of the Silver Knights has been operating in the shadows for centuries-but they leave some traces.Old write ups,coded letters,record of disappearance that were written of as disappearance and accidents.

“.…that is the Knight Code of Conduct….from the very first code…until the end….you and every single one of your men who dared to call yourself a knight…..don’t even have it……and so does most of the people here….” I looked back at all the alliance members, who is annoying me at this time, a bunch of brainless softies. “...Maybe you were right..that this isn’t my place to say anything….but like I said before….No one can stand in my way….…I will do what I come to do…and that’s it……..also, this is the last time you will disrespect me Count Kabronel….if this happened once again…..I will burn your family..your territory and the entire Southern Hallerus to ashes….and no matter whom

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.

shouted Khalid, who was getting angry because he felt trapped by everyone's game in front of him. "It's not just us warriors," said Wang Ge, the warrior who was nicknamed the Asura Monk because of his strength he was ranked second after Swordsman Zou Fan. After Wang Ge said so, hundreds of swordsmen started to come out of their hiding places. chyou Chen started to grin, as the sensation of his heartbeat starting to race was getting stronger. "Is this going to be the end for me," thought Chyou Chen who started to feel a tremor in his legs.

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