English Knight Novels & Stories

Now that I got these knights away from my village, I better think about my escape now. Kael told himself as he was sitting on a horse behind Grand Knight Bryle with his hands chained. He realized that there were also eight knights in a formation with them. One in front was a banner man carrying the flag of the Ice Crown. Kael and the grand knight were in the center and the other seven knights surrounded them as they travelled on their horses.

The man who was hiding exactly who that knight was. “Captain Harold Jackson, the Black OmniKnight. Yeah, you’ll be perfect.” The man whispered to himself. Harold, the knight, felt a disturbance in the air. He could feel something was wrong and was on guard. He held the hilt of his sword on his hip. The moment he sensed something, he swung his sword, simultaneously unsheathing it. “Kyaa!” Harold stopped his sword just before hitting his target. The target was a young woman dressed in the castle’s servant clothing. The girl was on the floor and was trembling in fear.

"May, don't tell me... you already..." How can it be?! She's still a kid! "N-no, not yet." Looking at me with a straight face, May shook her hand wildly. "The male lead in the book is a swordmaster, just like the crown prince. The crown prince is the commander of White Eagle Knights. They are the best knight order in the empire, second only to the Paladin Knights." I frowned slightly when she suddenly brought up the story about Alistair's knighthood. "The Crown Prince is such an amazing man."

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

I don't remember seeing him around much often when I was a kid, but on the times he was around, he had been my rock and had always kept me steady. While my father believed a true leader never breaks, my uncle had taught me that it was okay to care about others, even if it means they don't care for you. I believe uncle Jeremy is one of the few reasons I was able to keep my soul intact with my body. Or else, father would have sucked it out of me. The last person on the council is Sir Hunder Bowman, a great knight, otherwise known as the Night Sword. He had been one of the four horsemen of the war and his reputation earned him a great deal of respect and a seat on the council as the ultimate kn

Istredd had been a librarian long enough to know the most common reason people came to London to look for knights. Istredd smiled and adjusted her glasses. "You are friends with Sir Albert Rodriguez, you are in England, and you are looking for a knight." She folded her hands. "I can only assume you are on a quest for the Archstone." Jimmy and McEwan exchanged startled looks. Istredd laughed. She took off her glasses and eyed them. "I need more information." In the silence, Istredd sensed her guests' desire for directions was quickly being outweighed by their eagerness for a fast result.

The day he went with her to the wedding and the night when he had saved her, he was her knight in shining fangs_ Fangs because he is a vampire. Was he really protecting her all along? He was acting like an older brother to her; one who can’t bear to watch her get hurt, not even the slightest. But why would he do that? He doesn’t even know her. And maybe she mistook his actions for something else and now because of that, they had to end things this way.

“Good. Kindly inform the Prince that I wish to have a word with him. I can come to his office if he gives me an invitation.” Abel felt that the lady wished to see him for an official reason, and was at peace with her. Likewise, he was willing to arrange for a meeting for her and the Prince. Then he responded, “That won't be an issue.” Nevertheless, she was excited about her level of achievement, until she ruined it with her indiscretion. A mad man would always believe that everyone is mad. She believed that part of the knight's duties was to pimp for him, and she requested boldly, “If you have not pimped any girl to him this night, I can be the one. I think that makes your work a lot easier.

Everything that happens in our lives has a reason. But I didn't know what the reason why I met a guy who said that he's guarding the princess. Yes I know he's out of his mind, I know there's a princess in a different country but the way he looks I can't trust his word. Also he talks to our language how is that possible?! His hair is long but it's tied in a ponytail while his clothes I don't know what is called about that but I really saw this kind of clothes in series or movies.

Sitting on the chair was a man in his forties wearing a gold surcoat, with an eagle embroidered on his chest. He looked at the list in his hand, and the man's voice was low: “Commander Gawain, I am here because of the king's order, asking me to select the best of your chosen knights to train alone for three years, so that they can become the king's accompanying knights, protect the king personally, and be incorporated into the Royal Knights. I see that you have 300 knights here who have just gone through two years of training. Time is running out, just let the top 100 in the knight assessment come out…“