English Knight Novels & Stories

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 can feel the way he stares at me, the way he licks his tongue and bite her lower lip is creating this indirect tension between us. From the corner of my eyes, I saw a silhouette of a man approaching us, I looked at him and when I saw his face.... It was Knight's father, the king. I remember meeting him that same day that I met knight for the first time. Instantly, memories went flashing back. Oh my God! I was drunk that day...well not drunk but tipsy.

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.

"Funny, smithy. I have just the same problem." The men stood nose to nose. Steel to steel. "I can order you from my land," Hawk said tightly. "Ah, but then you'd never know if she would choose you or me, would you? And I suspect there is this deep kernel of decency in you, a thing that cries out for old-fashioned mores like fairness and chivalry, honor and justice. Foolish Hawk. All the knights will soon be dead, as dust of dreams passing on time's fickle fancy."

"That's the rule." "What about this one?" "That's the knight," I say to him. "Why is it a horse?" "Because knights ride horses." Damon sits back against me a little further. "The knight travels in an 'L' shape. Like that." I show him by taking the knight up one space, then over one space. "He's a very neat piece. He's the only one who can jump pieces." "He jumps?" "Yeah. He goes over them." Damon's eyes open wide. "Like a ninja?"

"There is always a choice. It must hurt to be near him." "It does. Every day." "Then why stay? A woman with your skills could work anywhere. My father always said you were the brain behind half of Zane’s deals." I looked at him, surprised. "Arthur said that?" "He did. He told me that if I ever wanted to beat Zane Knight, I should hire you away from him." Enrique smiled, but his eyes remained serious. "The offer is real, Kanya. If you ever decide you have had enough of being a ghost in his life, come to London. I’ll give you a position that matches your actual worth."

The older knight sitting across Sir Adam–Sir Jackson Celestine, a member of royalty through the first Queen whistled in awe as he grinned, looking unfairly amused despite the situation, “Damn, you seriously memorized that for this, Sir Sanscroft?” “Sir Celestine, Sir Sanscroft…” Sir Adam murmured in warning, coughing within his fist, and not-so-subtly stepped on the older knight’s foot. Jin ignored Sir Jackson’s theatrical whine of pain, smirking smugly and clearly enjoying the very uncomfortable looks on some of the other knights’ faces as he subjected them all with his silver-gray gaze, “Correct me if I am wrong but that is the law, yes?” He who knows the law... is the law itself.