English Knight Novels & Stories

Edwina Knight devoted her life to her studies. For nineteen years she had spent every day honing her intellect and it had taken her very far. At twenty-four years old, she was now the Grand Historian. The King of Wintenborough had appointed her personally, due to her exceptional performance at the Royal Academy. She was the first commoner to receive a role on the King’s Court, made up of only his most trusted advisors.

Vis and Char advanced towards each other, pausing at the same time when there was about a 5-meters distance left betwixt them. " On the right side is the knight that disperses any enemy to kneel before him though, is utterly enigmatic, guess,who is it? Of course—Vis, the third son of our majesty. He showed us a hard to swallow performance, in the past bouts, nevertheless it was real and we'd to accept it.His performance was a unique one of course, so much that it left us to be in awe. On the left side is the beauty that makes even the most handsome man to fall in love with her, the most difficult enemy to admit defeat, yes — it is Charlotte, the sole daughter of the Duke of Richmond."

"Why was the knight polishing his dress before going for the Emperor's dinner party? Because he wanted to have a night in shining armor!" "Your father argued with me regarding what to call an Azenlan soldier. It got kind of late, so we both decided to call it a knight!" "The Queen was unhappy when she saw that it was pouring outside. She sighed to herself, "This could be another reigny day"." "What should we call a medieval owl that is very brave and defeated many enemies? We can easily be naming him a Knight Owl!"

All of them widened their eyes. A split second after touching down on the sand, the knight started to wriggle before his movements came to an abrupt end. The centaur's attack proved fatal, as it passed right through his heart. He could only grasp the cause of his death since he was an A-rank. That happened as a result of his falling for the enemy's trap and underestimating the two black knights with their impressive armour. "I spotted two weird people... their armour is even better than the imperial knights'!" The assailants' leader radiated greed and selfishness.

Vincent seated beside him putting his sword down as they gaze upon the blue bright sky, and the snow falling. "What do you mean? " He asked, but Vincent give him a smile. "A knight is the kingdoms shield, its vanguard and its wall to protect those he wishes to protect. If you want to be a good knight, be a good friend and if you don't know how then ask yourself, what does friendship needed that not a lover can fulfil, that is trust and closer responses." That's right, a good friend is they know how to control themselves so that they won't push those precious to them away.

I lifted an eyebrow and stared at her. ”You don't know who I am but if you did you would understand.” I rushed out. ”I’m not rejecting you.” She lifted her chin, stuck in her way. Stubborn and defiant as I took in every detail of her face. Something in me melted away but I couldn't respond to the part of me that did. ”I, Amber Knight, accept-” ”Did you say Knight?” I cut her off, my eyes growing twice the size. ”You’re Amber Knight? The Alphas sister,” this couldn't be.

Queenie, Fewa, Argo, and Finiah walked into the palace hall. Drawn swords were ready in their hands. The four men entered with courage. Argo, Finiah, and Fewa in their Knightly armor looked impressive. Meanwhile, Queenie was like a mighty Princess. Leya flew around them. The palace guards were shocked when the four people entered the Hall of the North Sea Royal Palace. The chaotic atmosphere in the hall felt so hard. Some palace officials discussing with King Jumuck stood up and prepared their swords.

"I am happy for you. You might not have the Alpha of our Kingdom but look at you bedding the Prince of our realm. Girl! You are out of reach!" My lips automatically curved a smile. I find her words tingling my heart. "What are you planning to do right now? Tell me. I am happy for you but still we cannot deny the fact that you are new to each other." She said. She is right though, I am aware that Knight and I just met and to be completely honest. I just recently found out that he is actually a prince. That is how exclusive my sight were for Lexus back then that I literally forgot that other men exist.

Embyr is Sir Kay, Arthur's adopted brother, the very first knight or the Round Table. One of the first to fall during the battle for Avalon. Her smile grows freakishly large, overstretching the boundaries of her face like a horror movie monster. The curse possessing her already transformed her into something obscene. "Good," she licks her lips. "The Queen will be pleased to know we have been re-acquainted. Now," she holds out a hand to me. "Hand over your Lady, and I will go easy on the rest of you. The queen only wants her, preferably alive."

I got slightly jealous, what is wrong with me. Knight was clad in a red sport jersey with Red Rebels printed on the front, had packed his hair in a neat bun in the middle of his head, his facial features were more evident now. The strong curve of his jawline, his broad nose, high cheek bone, full lips, his red eyes were now more gorgeous now when there no strands of hair obstructing the view. Wow, this knight guy is just gorgeous, but I might soon be kicking things off with Jacob again, and he's already got a girlfriend.