Age Knight Novels & Stories

"Wuuuuuu!. Go Avengers!. North! north! north!." The girls began to chant my name as always. Inwardly I was less concerned, especially now that I know who my mate is. I glanced around the field for her, she'd better be here to watch her Knight lose while she's going to become my Servant. "And here we have the Red rebels coming in, hurray." Knight and his other team members sashayed into the yard, with hair dripping of water or was it sweat. Knight is the only one with red hair, I don't know why they named it Red Rebels anyways.

His mentor riddled in dents and scratches as his axes are riddled in blood, Kent saw his master was happy to fight once again praising him for finding a world that could be their new home. But pleasantries can wait as the city needs them more than the Knight needs help Khorn and his warriors went to the southern gate to reinforce the other squads. The demon kicked the knight to the side saving him from a massive blade wave that could have sliced him in half. When he got up he dared not to believe his eyes but Rio Swordtaker friend to Aisha and Yuuno and hero to the Vai’len leads the enemy army to crush the rebellion. Kent disappeared as he tried to decapitate Rio with blades ignited with rag

He scanned Arth from head to toe, gazing at his blue cloak that covered his whole body. "Yes, sir," Arth replied politely and bowed a little. Wait... why am I bowing my head? He's not a lord or a king, he thought, then quickly straightened his body. That’s embarrassing. "You can find the registration in the Standard Knight Academy," the knight gestured his hand towards the left direction. "Thank you, sir."

Status has nothing to do with how darkened one might be. Nonetheless, Seraphine made no comment on how power hungry the Temple was and spoke out, "What name do you go by, Sir Knight? Of course, if you aren't displeased to answer that." "Certainly not." The Knight chuckled. "You can call me Daniel Chizer. My rank isn't that high among other personal knights of Commander Clementis. Nonetheless, I am grateful for the opportunity of being able to follow him. I am sure this had to do with you."

"AGH!" The knight cried out in pain having just managed to duck his head to the side as the peasant's blade dug deep into his shoulder. The knight cringed in pain as he released the grip of his sword and swiftly drew the dagger from it's sheathe hanging from his waist and drove it into the peasant's eye.

We both shook our heads and were confused. “You guys are dumb. She’s our secret weapon!” she gushed proudly. “That dickhead who killed you won’t anticipate this because he doesn’t know what you can do.” Knight didn’t usually roll his eyes, but he did for an obvious reason. “We know, but we still have no luck finding the dagger.” “What dagger?” Again, she looked hurt. “You have a lot of things to catch up on, K,” Knight said, teasing her. “You’re a jerk.”

When I reached the raised dais, the Queen held out a ceremonial sword—silver and storm-blue, lightning etched along the blade. I knelt. Her voice lowered, but carried: “Rise, Lady Abigail Stormhart. The Storm Knight.” When I stood, cloak draped around my shoulders, I didn’t just feel like the main character anymore. I felt untouchable. And as I turned to face the hall again, Alaric waiting for me at the bottom of the steps, his smirk was the kind that said: That’s my woman now. Norma, from the side, whispered loud enough for several knights to hear:

Another one was smaller on the thigh, into which two small but lethal blades were inserted. Doreon always said that daggers were the more lethal weapon in case of an attack and putting them in different places was an advance. Nathan never understood how his friend could move with all that iron, how could he be so fast and lethal as an assassin. It was not by chance that Doreon had managed to become First Knight and Commander-in-Chief of the Royal Army at the age of twenty. He was an amazing person, but he was also a traitor. Nathan tried to remember it. At that moment he shouldn’t talk as a friend, but like a prince, it was the right choice even if that would hurt him.

She noticed that the beautiful woman came closer to them. "Gavin enough, you can't hurt the person who helped me." Because of that, the blade slowly lowered and moved away from Zera. That's when the girl faced her before Zera glare at the man who tried to kill her. "Hey, what right do you have to point that arrow at me?! And since when did they allow to use a real katana when costplaying?!" Zera yelled at the young man who was wearing a long dress that reached his feet and his hair was also long and tied up to his shoulders...

Drake jumps up, clearly offended by my revelation, “Wait a damn minute, Kate. I don’t like what you are insinuating. I came here in good faith; your father could have asked that question weeks ago, but he didn’t. You know why Kate? Because it’s a ridiculous statement. We have an opportunity for you, but you certainly don’t have to take it. If you are too blind …” As Drake continued, I had a mind-link interrupt me during his outraged tirade. “Kate – we have another attack on the western border; 15 rogues.” As the warrior’s intense message came through, I jumped up from the meeting turning to Alpha Jackson, “We have an attack happening now,” as I walk past Drake, he grabs my arm stating