Castle Crasher Red Knight Novels & Stories

Nighttime and drowned in his world the gaint didn't realize a small figure running through the dark, from the opposite side of the alley, right towards him. ~ BAM~ The phone went down on the street with a loud clank sound, which was once in the hands of the gaint just mere seconds ago. The clash between that small figure and gaint caused both of them to fall hard to the ground. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL... "

“I’m just trying to help. I’m not here to steal you, sell you, or do anything you don’t want.” “I don’t trust red-haired witches,” the gnome growls. “Neither do I, mate,” Caleb agrees. Jackass. “I could take you back to Hell and release you wherever you want,” I suggest. “Or somewhere on Earth?” “I am Knight and I do not need a commoner’s help,” he tells me, holding his head high for a second, then it drops with his expression. He seems sad. “I may not have any family left, or royals to serve, but I am still a knight who is destined to fight for justice.”

Ryle calmly asked, raising her brow. “Who are you to question?” Bruce growled. He’s one of our more traditional males who believes that women aren’t made to fight. They are made to be seen and not heard. Ryker bristled at Bruce’s comment. “My name is Ryker RedFang and she,” he pointed to his sister, “is my sister, Ryle RedFang and we are RedFang Defense, your Elite warrior trainers and my sister is your future Luna.” he smirked.

He didn't want to believe it. Anthony bit his lip, and his eyes trailed to the ground below him. The place looked so ethereal, like a sort of fantastical world. The grass was long beneath him, and the breeze swirled through the blades delicately. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Why?" "I'm sorry I let this happen. I couldn't save you. I tried. I watch you die, George. I tried to save you...avenge you. I thought I was strong enough," The fallen knight stammered out his apology. "I wasn't. I know you probably didn't even want me to fight Solace... I had to. I had to do something." He clenched his fists. "I told myself that even if it was the last thing I did, I would do it for you."

The bay doors opened as the marines take in the luscious scenery of forests, oceans, and mountains. Some of them took off their helmets as the vast scenery of Ren'veil swept the hearts of each warrior, as though they had fallen in love for the first time. One of Kent's close allies and friends aboard the Night Hawk, Clayton Carmive, is the Resident muscle of the Strike team. He often wore a Generation 4 Tactical Knight armor – Heavy Herculio. Like Rex's suit, it is also equipped with jump-kit boosters, gravity boots, and a grappling hook gun. The suit can be compared to a behemoth in terms of size due to its base design was derived from the heavy knights during Terran Age 2942 in Xheronian t

The blade stained with fresh, dark red blood, streaking unevenly along its length. A man approaches the kneeling knight, his heavy, predominantly back armour clinks as he approaches. The knight’s amber eyes roam upward from the rubble covered ground, noting the deep red accents in the dark knight’s armour and the dark chainmail underlayer visible under his neck. As soon as golden knight saw his face, he knew who he was, Mestre Escuro. Mestre had a stern, intense expression accompanied by his sharp, angular structured face, defined cheekbones and slightly furrowed brow. His skin was pale, contrasted by subtle shadows that deepened the contours of his face. His unnaturally red glowing eyes see

so I opened it. Badges, crests, jackets with symbols stitched in red and black. They didn't seem like any normal colours.... "Shit." My eyes went wide as soon as I recognized them. These were gang colors. Motorcycle gang, to be specific. The leather was heavy as always. And next to Nolan's slightly faded jacket, folded with almost reverent care, was another. Same crest. Same weight. Same everything, except this one had a C embroidered into the collar. Cassian.

She looked at the direction where the arrow came from and saw Eric, the Knight of Red Flames, standing on the center of the road that leads to the southern region. He held a dangerous glint in his eyes as he stared at her hatefully. Beside him emerged the remaining Knights of Shaula. A woman with blond hair and blue eyes that looked very much like Lucian: Faline Liu, the Knight of Rushing Stream; A man in bronze skin with bulky build: Iwaoka, the Knight of Twilight; Another woman with beastly arms and legs, grinning at them, particularly at Tara Jōn: Tara, the Knight of the Wild Beasts, and;

-------------- Reez pov " I won't let them escape from here!" He told one of the Zeta warrior Rojo. He's the youngest Zeta in the packs. They sometimes call him the red guy because of his red hair. They were five members in one group. They were under the supervision of Reez, the highest in the rank, their leader. They were called the " The Knights". The Kinghts Zeta composed of five warriors lead by Rylie, followed by Rojo, Marco, Faye and Katya.All five of them was the sons and daughters of Alpha King Lucian's fighters. They were trained sice they were kids and now they're leading the war in every state and in every werewolves territories. The main rivals of the Canids packs were the reckle

“Manipulate the data? Emelia, how can he possibly do that, and more importantly, how can Caelum track the dead seven years of my life? Is there something you're not telling me?” “You know that legend of four knights that protect our city? Well, it's not a legend, it's true. The dark knights are very real and the most elite fuckers there are, they're sin dipped in more sin and they do a few good things that make them think they're the savior of the people but they're not, they're just as good as they are vice.” she pauses, “ Caelum, Ryker, Bishop, and Cassian are the dark knights.