Deadly Encounter K A Knight Novels & Stories

*Snarling* I heard a sound behind me and slowly turned to look just to catch a glimpse of one of the dead knights right behind me. *Grinning* " *sighs* Do you really want to risk waking up Kaen?" The Knight snarled but backed away, knowing that if he attacks he might injure Kaen. The child of the Messiah whom he sacrificed himself to protect. I never expected their commitment to last even beyond their dead and even though all 9 tried to kill me earlier, my respect for them didn't waver. I nodded towards them, out of respect for them before walking through the gate. As soon as I passed through the gates, I found myself back in the arena in Ralux fortress and was greeted by a shout from Manor

"Bravo! She said, and the other knight bowed in courtesy from where he stood at the arena to acknowledge her. The knight then spreads his hand open, nodding his head to the loud cheers coming from the crowd. A sly grin tugged at his lips as he removed his helmet, then waved at the crowd. As Racheal kept clapping, her gaze flashed at something, and her smile instantly faltered. Sir Criston, who was on the ground a few moments ago, was no longer there. He was now seen lurching towards the other knight from behind.The crowd went wild, hailing and screaming their lungs out. The other knight thought they were praising him. But soon he felt a sharp sting on his head; he was barely able to process

Elen shared the pastries with the knights, Rora, and Rami, and they took comfort in the peaceful moment before returning to the House of Adelstein. The fateful encounter with Cain and the sudden revelation of his motives had left Elen grappling with conflicting emotions. As the events unfolded, every step seemed to lead towards an imminent confrontation, propelling her deeper into a realm of uncertainty and risk. Yet, she was resolute, ready to face whatever lay ahead, armed with the knowledge of her past and the determination to shape her own destiny.

They all lowered their heads at his arrival. “What is the matter?” Arth asked as he walked towards the group around the circular table where a map had been laid open. “Two grave news, Your Highness,” a knight from the Crown’s Sword spoke. “One is about the General and our representatives who’d gone to check the others in Daeva Resi yesterday.” Arth swallowed the lump in his throat, his chest pounding hard. “What about it?” “A messenger bird has just arrived, from the general’s own handwriting,” the knight said. “Ka’erndal had come upon the Second Encampment and …” his mouth trembled as he spoke, “… and slaughtered every member of the second group in the alliance.”

"Surround them!" The rogue leader commanded. Kian and the knights are gathered in the middle with their backs on each other. "Just wait" Kian linked them. "Attack!" "Now!" With that, the knights disappeared and the enemies clashed to one another. They are all sprawled on the ground groaning. "Get up!" The leader yelled. They are all looking around but the Knights are nowhere to be seen. "Where are they?" One of them asked. But they heard someone screamed. And when they saw who, the man is already dead. Then they saw a black smoke and shadows that moves in them and whoever it pass through, dies.

After so much blood and brutal combat, Onyx will be an amazing lover! “Hey, Kitoria,” a menacing voice pulled the Huntress out of her pleasant fantasies. The woman turned around in surprise. Her body was torn by unbearable pain. Kitoria stared blankly at the spear shaft protruding from her chest. Raising her eyes, she met the furious gaze of a knight sitting on a war stallion. - Enough deaths. Rest in peace. The woman swayed and fell to the ground.

“You’re walking into certain death! The Knights… the shapeshifters—they’ll tear you apart! Don’t make me watch you die!” Kael, standing outside his tent with his hands crossed over his chest, did not flinch. The faint glow of the moonlight kissed the lines of his determined face, highlighting the fire in his golden eyes. He did not answer at once. The wind carried the distant roar of engines, the faint metallic scent of weapons, and the low growls of his R8 brothers, already preparing themselves.

Knights 01: The Five Knights and Me In Aza's room, a whirlwind of silk and whispered anxieties swirled. Her three best friends, a chaotic symphony of clashing opinions, debated the crucial matter of her outfit for the impending date with the loathsome Wilton. The previous night had been a restless one for Aza, haunted by unsettling premonitions of the evening ahead—an evening she was dreading with every fiber of her being. The very thought of spending time with a man she despised sent shivers down her spine.

My mind refused to accept them, even as the letters burned into me like fire. “Report: Five knights dispatched under Her Majesty’s command. Target: Rosewyn Shop. Objective: Eliminate dissent. Destroy all records and assets. Leave nothing intact. Fire: Set. Flames consumed both structure and evidence. Casualties: Confirmed. Innocents affected—one life lost: Isabelle Rosewyn. Knight Gideon Malik: Present, operating under the command of Commander Alden. Participated in mission. Fulfilled assigned duty." The words blurred. I couldn’t breathe. The parchment slipped from my hands and fluttered to the ground. My knees followed. The surface was unyielding, but I barely felt the impact against me.

If she heard the disbelief sound pop next to her, she didn’t because she chose to ignore it. “Oh!” Her smile reappeared. Her eyes twinkled when she saw Albert straddle the three knights and tipped them over before he went to the finishing blow. He stepped on top of the two people and pointed his sword at the middle knight. “The end.” He rasped. The knights lifted their hands. “We’re dead, sir.” In normal circumstances, the three of them were already long dead. Thus, it was a clean victory for Albert. Albert twisted his body and threw his dagger straight into the other knight that was waiting to jump him not from afar and evaded the oncoming kick. He grabbed the inner arm of the last night an