Eternally Regressing Knight Webnovel Mga Nobela at Kwento

“From a broken weapon sent to destroy you… to this. To us. To the living legacy that will outlast us all.” Silas kissed my forehead with trembling lips. “You were never a weapon. You were always our light.” Rook nuzzled my neck, horns pressing gently. “Ours. Eternal.” Wren traced the glowing emerald veins on my chest. “The circle is infinite. Our story will continue forever.”

“This is the year fourteen eighty eight of our Goddess Nix in the month of June. I am taking up the mantle of Knight to King Jasper Highmoon the First in service to the Great Pack. I, Nathaniel Hobbson, Son of Bartholomew Hobbson, will serve the Great Pack to the fullest of my self and the greater good of all Great Pack Kind and shall hereby record my finding, thoughts, and feelings, for future generations so they might learn and grow.” “This one is fun! It’s when they go to America!” Roland nodded in approval, his body relaxing some and leaning against the couch. Myra went on reading about things the “knight” did in service to the King, places they traveled, and then eventually the journal

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

"I am eternal! I will return!" Rex, nearly unconscious from the strain, managed to raise his head one last time. "Not in this lifetime," he said quietly. With a final, inhuman scream of rage, the godking was pulled into the void, the fissures sealing behind him as if they had never existed. The tear in reality above shuddered once more before collapsing entirely, closing the gateway between dimensions. Silence fell across the battlefield, broken only by the distant sounds of combat as the remnants of the godking's forces clashed with defenders from the Citadel and Queen Ullysarius's crazak warriors. The void entities, cut off from their source, began to dissipate like mist in morning sunligh

“Do you dream your immortality ends someday and you’re craving for being a human again, Knight Richard?” Knight Richard rose from his seat. He walked into the projection of sunlight that coming through the window glass. He was standing motionlessly. The sunlight made a tiny hole in his chest. He winced and in an ephemeral moment, the hole on his chest seemed like a wound that recovered its abrasion at a rapid speed. Claudia gasped as her eyes witnessed it. Knight Richard turned his back to Claudia and walked to approach his seat. “I’ve reached my immortality but I am ready to surrender it for my everlasting peace.”

Anara Knight Fuc* ! This was bad! I couldn't believe my eyes! She was Vera great grandmother or someone of her bloodline.....hence the name Knight....Zara Seravera Knight. The dream was true....it was indeed in the eighteen century when the witches first discovered Elysium. When women were killed with a black poison. But what shocked me more was the name of the man that ruled the werewolf world after her......Edward King.....my great grand father. The very man I saw in my dreams.....the healer boy.....my healing abilities came from him!

Little did I know. Before wolves, fae, dragons, angels, succubi, witches, and warlocks lived in harmony under my eternal rule, we all lived to serve ourselves and our kind. The Great War was fought amongst the wolves before my time, but ended with my grandfather, Henosis, becoming the first Alpha King. He ruled over the wolves peacefully for fifty years and eventually passed leaving the title to my father, Alpha King Harmon. When my father failed to produce a male heir, it created imbalance once again with the wolves and the council of wolves.

"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."

The black knight tried to defend himself, “but the elder council already approve that we’re now part of united armies.” “You should not talk back to us, we’re Alphas, the highest race in Wolftopia, and you’re just an omega, your kinds used to be our slaves.” King Stefan Scarlet mocked and shoved the black knight to the ground. “And you know what, because of your kind, my father, Lord Yellowstone, was died in the war.” The King of Green-garden then held the black knight by his collar and punched him over and over, but strangely, the black knight did not fight back.

However, if this is the truth… “I’m sure you would hear about ‘World War 4’, don’t you?” He said while sitting back on the chair. “From your father.” “That history is real…?” “Yes, the apostle’s the one who stopped the war. He’s the origins of the .” I drag my chair back to the dining table, placing my hands on it. “You mean, the Regalia Empire wouldn’t dare to invade your island?” “Don’t be naive, brat. My enemy isn’t just anyone— he’s the one ruling the Regalia Empire, the infamous ‘Tyrant King.’ There is nothing in this world that could stop him.”