Chevalier Novels & Stories

(AN: Aniue = Big brother) In front of them stands Acheval Dreissen, Ramius's big brother. He's a very tall guy with a macho build, he has a scar on his left eye. his face is quite average but very manly, he has short white hair and his skin is quite tanned. Unlike Ramius who wears all black outfit, Acheval wears almost all white with a red cape on his back and his left shoulder pad is black. He carries 2 giant white greatswords on his back, he wears a metal white boots. (https://alicesoft.fandom.com/wiki/Acheval_Dreissen?file=Acheval-full.png this is his image in case you want to see it)

"And I'm sorry about your parents, Many of our friends died that night." "So, Jaques? as in Jacques St. Clair?" Lyra asked. "Well, Dr. Brooks could never tell me his real name because of confidentiality reasons, only that he was the oldest Vampire in this part of the world.. my adopted mom did some research and found out that his real name was Count St, Germain also known as the Count of St Germain-en-Lye, France. She also thinks that 'Mon Cherie Clair" was the way he spoke affectionately to Marie, that she made his future bright and clear."

The snow fell lightly outside the windows of the war chamber, coating the black stone balcony in a fine shimmer of frost. The fire crackled behind Valerian as he stood with one hand resting on the edge of the long stone table, a scroll half-unfurled in front of him. The emblem of the Morello pack marked the parchment in dark crimson ink, bold and unapologetic. Alexandro had agreed to the neutral meeting, but the contents of the letter didn’t sit right with him.

Alessandro Emilio drank his whiskey slowly as he listened to his friend complaining about their girlfriends and wives and some praising them. “So Alessandro Emilio when are you planning to get married.” Abdullah Malik asked as he took a deep inhale of sheesha . His all friends were married except Salvotore Orsini and he knew only six more months and Salvotore Orsini would be married as well. He felt weird all of sudden. As in complex? He was 29 and single. It wasn’t that it affected him or anything. All his friends knows about the lines of proposals for Alessandro Emilio. But that moment he felt weird. So without thinking much he said whatever came on his tongue.

she whimpered “ What is your king's name?” “ He didn't tell us, he said it wasn’t important for us to know.” “ What do you know about him?” “ that he is evil, he wiped out his own pack and became a rogue by choice.” she stated Who the hell would kill that many people just to become a rogue willingly? This man practically signed his life away when it comes to any pack he ever encounters. “ Do you know what his pack's name was?” “ No, I'm sorry.” She shivered under the cold brisk air down here.

"Have we met before?" "Yes. A long time ago, but you were too young to remember. Do you think you have seen me somewhere?" he asked with a smile. This man was what most people would call "Matured wine." He was a handsome old man with his white pepper hair. I nodded, and he chuckled. "I'll show you where you have seen me." He walked ahead of me, and curiosity got the better of me. I followed him to a table that had a wide mirror above it.

With her face covered in disdain, she said, "Hmph. Liam, by the sound of it, Trevyn, the future general, is just an insignificant person to you. I have a question. What's your current rank, Liam? Are you a general? Are you the commander-in-chief?" Seeing that Liam did not answer, Cheryl got more and more enthusiastic. She gloated and continued, "Oh, you're not answering? Looks like you're none of that. Are you the commander-in-chief of a military region, then? You're not, are you? Oh! I know! You're the legendary commander-in-chief of the Pendragon Warriors. You're King Pendragon, aren't you? Hahaha. You're killing me. Liam, you do crack me up!"

Those commanding and prideful aura were certainly telling me that the man was the leader of this Knights. “Sir Duke Baldric Marivaldi, The General of Hallerus Royal Knight and also Hallerus Royal Family Protector…And one of the Tier 5 Master Swordsman, in the entire Hallerus Kingdom….Seeing that this man were here…I guess Hallerus Kingdom has really lose it…”. (Princess Angela Seraphim) “.…Even a straight forward man like him were muddled….I guess this war…Princess Helen might really have a bad time building her forces again…”.(Crown Prince Amariss)

It seemed that his majesty preferred going into the water dressed like a fashionable woman at a ball. Reive could hardly hide a smirk. “Have you ever met my beautiful companions?” His Majesty continued. “Let me introduce Marquise Ilse Rande, Countess Laura Lanthar and, of course, dear Duchess Charlie Billefort.” The last lady turned out to be the very wet woman with her breasts protruding. She was smiling happily, fanning her face and casting hot looks at Gerhard. “Nice to meet you,” the necromancer made a bow. “Reive Eridanus and my fiancée Angelina Vallebour.”

The mood was sombre, those who were talking spoke in hushed whispers, a few knights commanded lower ranked soldiers regarding the last check on the supplies, but Layana’s eyes did not see any of this, she only sought Declan. She bowed absently to the king and queen Myra, Terania and Zephyr and the other members of the council. It was then, she spotted him. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him standing next to a white stallion. He looked handsome in his dark silver armour, on his arm was the House Storm crest, a deep red background with a silver bolt of lightning on a black shield. Upon his black cloak was the Ehlesian kingdom crest, despite it being smaller than the average it was clear