Novel & Cerita Books On Knights

Isla shrugged. "I think that it might have something to do with the fact that you hide from them," Mikel suggested. He took a respectful step back, letting go of her gently. She hugged her book to her chest and studied her good friend. The knight dressed casually in black cloth trousers and a red shirt that rested over his broad shoulders and stretched across his muscular chest as though it had been painted there. His ever-present sword hung at his hip and a large hand rested on the hilt in a casual stance.

Devil calls from the kitchen. “A small spoon, and a dash of creamer” I call back, for coffee, I could answer. “Which mug you want princess?” I have a collection of mugs, I own twelve mugs, I do splurge on my mugs they are an investment to my happiness, it’s only me at the house, and only me who drinks coffee. “I’m a fucking Author one,” I tell her, it’s one of my costume-made mugs, the best ten dollars I ever spent, they are from my writing work money, so the mugs are an investment in my work.

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.

S: You can check out my other books here: My Badboy Knight The Playboy King (Continued right under My Badboy Knight) Secretly Yours: Craving My Bestfriend The Tribute Queen of the Dragon King etc....... Once again, thank you. With all my love and gratitude, Author Lora. ✨🌕🐺

He looked into the clear liquid for a moment longer before turning to leave. … The next morning as the sun rose a knight called Tiro Recto, looked down at the makeshift encampment from a cliff on the mountain. Behind him another knight, Bonito Sorriso, struggled to climb up onto the cliff. His struggle was comedic and rather loud, but Tiro’s gaze remained fixed on the black tents scattered among the tombstones. “How on Terra did you get up here so early?” Bonito asked as he stood up and brushed dirty of his armour. Both knights were wearing ornate, gleaming gold armour that reflects the soft, diffused light of the sky. Their armour is intricately detailed with engraved patterns and layered p

This was an old mansion but exquisite and exclusive. The knight family loves to show off their status with power; unlike the king's family, the king’s family was a peaceful family other than these three brothers and sisters. But the knight family differed from other families; the Knight family’s men have over one woman, so they have sons and daughters outside, even though it’s wrong, They still allow these sons and daughters to come inside the knight family’s old house every time in the family meetings; they even carry

“This night have been so special.” “You’re always welcome,” He said. “I’m glad you liked it.” I smiled at him and gave him my purest thanks. I won’t forget this night with him, I felt like I was a princess and he was my knight. My knight in shining suit, that is. “Do you want to head home now?” He said. “It’s about to get late already and you still have work for tomorrow.” “Yes,” I said. “I think that would be the best thing to do right now.”

“Think positive, Ash. You could stumble upon a guy like that, you know.” “And you have to remember, I never go for the rich and famous,” I said. It was my thing since Kevin Moore. In my version of a fairytale romance, it’s the brave, honorable knight who took home the princess, not the spineless prince charming. The rich kids I went to school with were all bullies, with nothing to show for themselves, except for the flashy gadgets and cars that their parents gave them. I swore off guys like Kevin. He taught me not to hope that I would be enough to hold his heart or attention forever.

"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

He crossed his arms over his chest, clearly enjoying the chaos that he had created. “It’s been a while since we’ve encountered such a feisty magic wielder,” he said. “I hope the knights’ training will be put to good use today.” The two knights he had pointed out lifted their swords and flung them at my barrier. It held strong, sending their weapons flying in the air as if they had hit a rock. However, more men charged at us, their swords drawn and ready to strike.