Ever After High Red Knight Novels & Stories

A long, low, haunting note that made the very air feel heavy. I looked up. Standing on the highest crag, silhouetted against the massive moon, was a rider. He was dressed in silver armor, his horse as white as snow. He held a long, curved blade that caught the moonlight. "The High Seat," Rowan whispered, his voice trembling. "That’s the First Knight. They didn't just send Silas. They sent the executioners." The rider raised his blade, pointing it directly at us. "Run," Killian growled.

With only a few minor modifications, the Obsidian Knights council ratified the proposed alliance with the Red Lords. Representatives from the Red Lords leadership will join us for dinner tomorrow night to celebrate this historic moment. No doubt Holden Sinclair will be present along with his aging father, his uncle, and two of Sinclair’s younger brothers and their wives.

My sister and I were both reborn on the very day the marriage pacts were to be chosen. In our previous life, she was the one who married Adrian, the Black-Armored Duke whose reputation for cold brutality struck fear into all. She endured his indifference until she was cast out and sent back to the Vere family in disgrace. I married Lucian, the White Knight, gentle and gracious as carved jade. I wore the Duchess's coronet and became the envy of all. She was consumed by jealousy, convinced I had stolen her true love. So she killed me. And so, this time around, she rushed ahead of everyone else, personally tying the white stag ribbon that represented Lucian, shoving the Black Wolf that everyone

After a few moments, he folded the paper back up and placed it gently into the envelope, closing it afterwards. "Well?" Rhea pressed, her eyes insistent. Father faced her, surprise dominating his tanned face and deep voice. "Prince Adrian Ivashkov has come back to England, and he's searching for a bride." Aw, poor Janine died so tragically. Vocabulary: "mappe" is an old English term for "mop." Looks like both Adrian and Dimitri need to marry...;) Until next time...

"Mr. Randall, Corbin just made a mistake. Please, let him off this once." The moment I opened my eyes, I saw Senna Harlow on her knees outside the Thornwell Group building. She had always been proud to a fault, yet here she was, willing to throw away her dignity for Corbin Pryce.

He can see her, feel her, but is unable to touch her. She had her head down throughout the meeting and was deliberately avoiding his gaze. Unlike her former sunny self, the Victory that sat in this room is no longer a shining beacon. A dark, ominous cloud in the form of Arthur Knight had casted a shadow over her, absorbing her light and warmth from scintillating towards the earth. Did Arthur Knight finally succeed in breaking Victory Sinclair's joyful spirit? Turning his attention towards the meeting at hand, he went on to announce the final item in the agenda, A. K. Media's next immersive event which will be in time for Halloween.

he said as if it was nothing but it was different from Zera and the blood quickly came up to her face and she kicked Gavin's leg with a blush that didn't even move with the threat but Zera felt the pain of her leg even more, especially the one that was hit earlier in the chair when the men cornering her. "Ouch?! You pervert?!" Zera shouted making Gavin frown and he looked at Zera's red feet.. He sat down to look at it. The young woman's white thighs are already covered in red with violet highlights on her skin. Because Gavin had no idea, he tapped her hard causing Zera to wince and pulled Gavin's hair which made the young man wince. "What are you doing you witch?!" Gavin shouted and tried to

“This night have been so special.” “You’re always welcome,” He said. “I’m glad you liked it.” I smiled at him and gave him my purest thanks. I won’t forget this night with him, I felt like I was a princess and he was my knight. My knight in shining suit, that is. “Do you want to head home now?” He said. “It’s about to get late already and you still have work for tomorrow.” “Yes,” I said. “I think that would be the best thing to do right now.”

“So keep dreaming demon boy, soon I’ll remember even the spells from Hecta and then my friend you will be in trouble.” Legion didn’t say anything, he hit her with another energy ball, she cried out in pain. She was bleeding a little bit. “If you want to keep pressing my patience Anabel Knight, I will make your stay here very painful, and you can bet those Angel’s aren’t going to be able to fix you when I’m done.” He said looking at her. “Don’t piss me off anymore, I have very small patience for annoyance.”