A Knight's Tale Book Novels & Stories

Kael and the grand knight were in the center and the other seven knights surrounded them as they travelled on their horses. I can’t fight them but I just need to distract them only if I have my sword with me. Using just magic is not enough to distract them. Kael thought as he looked at the pine trees covered in snow they pass through. He turned to the Grand Knight’s back and looked down to his elegant sword. An enchanted sword, huh? There’s clearly no chance of fighting them. “So, you’re Kael? The son of king Kaelas?” Grand Knight Bryle said smiling. “I never thought you’re alive.” Kael remained quiet after what the knight said.

His lips curled with a smile. HUNTERS/MAGIC knights ranking system; 1.) Squire: 530-PL: Rank D 2.) Officer: 845-PL: Rank C 3.) Knight: 1150-PL: Rank B 4.) Commander: 1450-PL: Rank A 5.) Supreme Commander: Rank S 6.) Vedic Knights. PS: PL= Power Level. *** I am already A-Ranked, only two more to become one of the strongest Knight in the world. Am I great or what? Such thoughts flooded his mind. Why wouldn’t it? It was his dream to strongest in the world. That was the only way to get what he wanted.

The psychopathic lord concealed his handcrafted katana as he removed it from the sheath within his leather jacket, carefully positioning it at his side. He smiled manically when Michael prevented the girl from retreating, the fascinating blue aura that pulsed across her chest slowly receding; as though it knew the damage it had caused. Darkous slowly lifted the magnificent sword, ensuring that his niece would remain unknowing of its existence until it was too late. Snarling in a manner that resembled that of an animal, the psychopathic lord brutally slammed the handle of his katana into the side of her head; a sickening crack stretching throughout the hall. Perhaps I used more force that was

Then the subjugation knights came and witnessed the death of the chief. Daria slowly turned to them. Her back is facing the light. The menacing glint in her eyes is flaring, like a glorious fire, untamable. She suddenly burst and attacked the knights. In just a mere 10 seconds, all of the Knights who are in her line of vision are now laying on the floor with their blood oozing and beheaded. She smiled at the scene. The bloodbath is nothing to her. She walked as if nothing happened. Her clothes were stained with blood from someone else.

Gavin frowned. "He said we're just going to find the princess." Their eyes widened when they heard. "Princess?" They asked at the same time, Gavin nodded. "I'll explain later, but what does that person say that you just have to play to find Sera?" Zera said. He was really confused and didn't think that the people he met earlier were willing to kill. Nash and Clayton looked serious. "You are wrong Zera. This game he is talking about is not only about finding her, this game is about killing." Clayton said. Zera gulped at what she heard and the men clenched their fists.

I needed someone who understood potions and poisons, someone who could help if things went wrong in ways I couldn't predict. The wives and families of the knights gathered along the edges of the courtyard. Some held children, small faces pressed against shoulders, too young to understand what was happening but old enough to sense the weight of it. Others stood alone, their hands twisted together, their eyes fixed on the men they might be seeing for the last time. I forced myself to look at them. To really see them. The woman with graying hair whose son was in the front line. The young mother holding twins who couldn't be more than two years old. The teenager whose brother had just joined the

A baby wailed in a burning cradle until silence swallowed it whole. Three dozen Royal Knights—the finest warriors of the southern territory—arrived on griffin-back, blades drawn, magic flaring. They lasted seven minutes. Lightning struck their beasts from the sky. The witches toyed with them. Aldrian smashed through shields and bone like a demon from the pits of forgotten hells. One knight crawled, bloodied and sobbing, toward a broken scepter of communication—but his head was torn clean off before he reached it. The forest swallowed the screams, the smoke, the cries.

The kids snuggled in closer as they waited for me to begin. "Alright, you three," I said softly. "How about a story about a brave knight who had to save a village from a terrible storm?" I paused for effect, seeing their eyes widen in anticipation. “A knight!” Tyler whispered in awe. “Shh, quiet now,” I smiled, holding up a finger to my lips. “Once upon a time, in a village tucked away beneath the tallest mountains, there lived a knight named Sir Cedric. He was known throughout the land not just for his strength, but for his kindness and bravery. One day, a terrible storm came, one like no one they had ever seen before. It roared through the trees and shook the earth beneath their feet…”

“The historian girl searching for something in my book of Consult,” The thick, navy blue book that was blessed by some priest long ago and the only one of it’s kind flashed in my brain - what did Chelsa and Ruby need in such an odd, old book? “And since this was without my permission, she has committed treason,” * “Ant-” My voice stopped as I saw another man standing next to the Prince. “Prince Anton,” I corrected, not wishing to show disrespect for my friend, his deep blue eyes met mine. “And this,” He smiled towards his guest, a short fat man with more hair on his chin than his head. “Is my Future Alpha Knight, Emrys Thorn.”

"Allison is gone. I think I'm correct when I say you're thinking it. In fact, with due respect, I think you're over thinking. Allison..." "-Is gone, but has imprinted that in the sands of time." She cut in stubbornly, snatching her hand from his as if he were fire. Redheads were defiant! Norbert sighed, it didn't take much to ignite her ire, so he had to tread carefully. "Maybe you've forgotten what happened." She urged on. "Well, hello there Norbert Karter, I'd love to take you back to a year ago when I found myself in Winchester college, and whatever the hell made you start looking at me in a strange way, that got your girlfriend clucking around me like a mother hen.