All Castle Crashers Knights Novels & Stories

He looked like a storm in human skin. "Tell Malachi," Aradaa shouted, his voice vibrating the very air, "that the Equal doesn't dig graves. We build empires." The knights fired. Kaelor lunged, his body a blur of bronze and gold, his roar echoing through the Shadow-Peaks as the grotto collapsed around them.

She sipped from it before languidly fixing her gaze on the knights mercilessly trying to eliminate each other. The knights continued fighting endlessly, their swords crashing with a fury that rattled the very air. Each charge was met with equal force. The crowd, hushed and breathless, sat caught between awe and dread, for the longer the fight endured, the more impossible it became to tell who would rise and who would fall. Suddenly one of the knights fell from his horse; it was Sir Criston. He groaned in pain as the other knight lurched at him with his sword before plunging it into his stomach.

"I won't let you die the way you died again. Not if I live." He raised his head — toward the leaves of the trees. And out of them rode armor-clad men, shrouded in mist and midnight blue. The Knights of Brunschière. Unspoken. Devoted. Obedient only to him. "You heard everything," Ignatius told them, his voice icy steel now. "She is not to leave the sanctuary. Not for a second." A knight approached, worry written even under his helm. "My lord… this is Lady Krishna."

The ground begins to shake as we all hear the stumping sound of many feet running towards the castle gate taking everyone’s attention. “W-What is going on Miss?” the little boy named Barren who is in his 5 look up at me looking so scared. We look towards the castle gate when the stumping sound louden then the wooden gate suddenly shatters and many odd looking creatures came rushing in like angry bulls. All directly run towards those ugly soldiers who are already in their positions to fight. I am amaze to see that those ‘Khaloas’ I called in Sallis before doubled in number now. I can’t get to see the one who I rode before because there are many of them in same kind.

"Excuse me, we came here to see the King." All of their attention darts at this Knight, and he remains nonchalant on their fierce gazes. "Fine, we will lead you all to His Highness." A Vermin's Knights confidently claim, showing a low-key menacing look. This Raphbarg's Knight did not waver from this Vermin's Knight's friskiness. So, the Vermin's Knights oblige to lead them to their Majesty. The Vermin Kingdom looks extravagant on the outside as the castle stands around 35 to 38 ft. tall.

As Bishop and the rest of her platoon rose to their feet. "Hear that? What's to stop us now. Huh?" Said the Knight approaching Marielle. It was as if he blinked and Christopher was standing in front of him with an ugly expression and his leg cocked back. THWOOM! . "AAAAH!" The knight howled in pain. Christopher had delivered a kick so hard it snapped the Knight's knee cap so it was facing ninety degrees to the side. The sound of the impact was similar to a hard hit and miniature explosion. As the man began to fall Christopher caught him with one hand by the helmet and began dragging him towards the table, The Knight's heels were barely occasionally scratching the ground. He was being strangl

Emrys spoke, tossing the black dry erase marker cap behind his back and began to write in his classic cursive handwriting; Atticus had let some of his appearance show as silver kissed the grey, Cassandra purring every time he looked our way. “Even about the Northern Whispers?” I asked with a raised brow although everyone knew it was more of a sentence then an actual question. With a sigh, he nodded and split the huge white board into two sections; titling one section ‘NW’ and the other ‘What We Know’ before turning back and watching as we began thinking. “For starters,” I spoke, standing from my position and walking to board, grabbed a marker and began to write what I spoke. “We know that Al

After a while of impatient waiting, a Ramenia Knight reeled out from the smoky area holding his guts, as soon as he dropped dead a large number of Drokan Soldiers charged out of the Smoky areas with war cries. “For Ramenia.” A Knight screamed out, obliging the troop of Knights to scream out before advancing towards the Drokan Soldiers. Castle of Ramenia The clanging of a large gong on the top of a tower echoed all over the kingdom suppressing the chattering of the large crowd rushing into the Castle compound from the gates leading to Ouest, Sud and Est. They were led by various Ramenia Knights through the gates of Nord, the only town not attacked and also the town leading directly to Rune Cl

'I guess these Dark Races will be utterly dumbfounded and will have no idea how they will end up dying if I ambush them. "Why aren't the 12 knights back yet?" The leader of Dark Demon Mountain felt suspicious and asked. The Dark Races in the palace started wondering as well when they heard it. "Leader, say, do you think something might have happened to them?" said an Honorable Ranked Dark Race. "How is it possible. The 12 knights are all Rank 4 Honorable Ranked Dark Races. How can such a thing happen to them?!" All the Dark Races in the palace nodded and agreed that nothing unfortunate would have happened to the 12 knights.

"Are you a MOTHER, my MOTHER?! What are you doing here!! What are you supposed to be doing!! I thought... I thought...!" Without warning he collapsed to his knees, one hand stretched out at Tira as though eager to clutch her... perhaps to kill her. Confused shouts and howls now arose from both sides of the battlefield. I looked over to mine and caught the eye of my Beta; she began quickly to dart back and forth before my Pack, silently barking orders to remain where they stood, but to be ready for anything. I shifted my stance, watching, assessing. Beside me Cillium remained still like a chunk of stone, never even having moved once since he had rushed to be there. My golden knight... My Mate