Novel & Cerita Crazy Knight

Jake brow arched. " And who's the lucky girl? " " Candice. I married the woman of my dream, man. And she's three months on the way now. " " Damn! I thought she didn't love you back before? " His question ruined Brandon's mood. " She still don't l-love me but I'm willing to wait 'till she love me back again. " " Man, I didn't know you had a martyr blood that runs in your system. It's not you man, you shouldn't forced her to be trapped in this marriage. "

“Don’t you ever say anything about her.Don’t even think about her,you asshole.” Of course he knew the Dalton Family was one of the most powerful families in Spain. But he couldn’t care less. And he didn’t really know this particular person to be from that family. Max was indeed from that family.He was the youngest son whose hobby was creating troubles for the family. He was like the black sheep. “I need you to start talking or else,you’ll be stripped naked and tied up.And then I will transport you publicly to your family home.” Max’s eyes widened.

"Larry quickly said. "You're a bozo!"Annie screamed. "A bozo?,well,since it's you, I'm happy to be a bozo. Your bozo."Larry replied. "If I stay with you I will just go crazy!"Annie yelled. "Yes,I will drive you crazy with roses,with care,with red, everything."Larry replied. Annie opened her mouth and glanced sideways then scoffed. She tucked her hair behind her ears and nodded. "I see,for a man who chained me to the her to take advantage of me is really crazy. So why I'm I really shocked?"

“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.

"Though, he usually plays as a Knight or Shield. He'll definitely go against you, milady." Cyan sighed and cracked her knuckles. "Just my luck." She scanned the prince in front of her from head to toe and clicked her tongue out of envy. Look at how tall he is. He's like three-quarter legs. While some of the other classes that were also in the training grounds had taken notice of their play and began to gather around.

I took a deep breath and approached the knight hesitantly. As soon as he noticed me, he quickly bowed. "Lady Iris." "Ah... hello." He smiled kindly. "Do you need something?" I glanced behind me. Katrina was giving me a terrifying thumbs-up. Crazy. I looked back at the knight. "Actually... I just wanted to talk for a little while." He seemed confused, but immediately smiled. "Of course." We began a very simple conversation. His name was Leo. He loved horses. And he was so visibly nervous that I almost felt sorry for him.

“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.”

But strangely, this one didn’t feel like the same kind of threat. “Let go of me,” she said, although it came out as a whisper. The man’s breathing had changed, become erratic, like controlled chaos. Something about her had cut through the haze clouding his mind. Roman Knight had locked himself in this room minutes earlier. He had recognized the drug almost immediately, laughing at the mere foolishness of it. Firstly, that a mere drug could ever leave him a slave to his body, and secondly, that they were dead come morning. But the unnatural heat in his blood, and the fog in his mind that this person occupied told a different story.

“She has the kindest heart of anyone I’ve ever known. She’s stubborn when it matters, foolish when she loves, and braver than she’ll ever admit. And if anyone deserves joy—true, unshakable joy—it is her.” The courtiers shifted, surprised murmurs weaving between them, but Maddie didn’t care. She never had. Her words still rang in the hall when another voice cut through. Deeper, steady, and familiar. “If the Lady’s closest friend may speak,” A knight said, stepping out from the gathered crowd, “then surely his men may, too.” The room shifted. Courtiers quieted, curious. A cluster of Gideon’s knights emerged from the edge of the hall, their armor polished, their movements sharp even here.

The member of staff who tried to comfort me said sarcastically, “People need to have common sense. I’ve never seen a man who’s in such a rush to marry a mistress before divorcing his wife!” “That’s right! He has no shame!” “I have to admit, only such shameless women can marry rich men.”