Excalibur Fools Novels & Stories

Their eyes were full of anger, but there was nothing they could do about it. If their glares could kill, David had no idea how many times he had died. “What? Do you want to fight me?” David joked as he looked at the angry eyes of several people. “My Lord, you must be joking. We dare not do that. If you like the Ice Soul Excalibur, you can take it away! You can take everything here as long as you like it,” the youngest reputable elder, Giada, replied. The Ice Soul Excalibur had fallen into the hands of a Sacred Saint, so they could not do anything other than admit defeat.

he chuckled. He stood in front him and said out everything that was supposed to be known to him only aloud "I will kill him and take over the woman I have always had eyes on and that of his deal when it's stricks" he said. "buss.... All this for woman" he asked. "Look you won't understand but let me tell you, there's a deal Arthur bet his huge amount of money on and with his wife, haha, I found out that he filled in his wife next to getting the money if at all anything happens to him.

Twins are an abomination in the Kingdom of Varnholt. By law, the mother and both children are to be beheaded—no exceptions, not even for the Queen. To save her children, the Queen makes an impossible choice. She keeps her newborn son, Amias, as the kingdom's beloved heir and secretly sends her daughter, Azubah, away to be raised in the distant hills. Seven years later, the prince is dead. With the kingdom on the brink of chaos, the Queen returns for the daughter she abandoned, forcing Azubah to bury her name and become Prince Amias—the heir to a throne built on a lie. Now, surrounded by ruthless nobles, deadly conspiracies, and enemies lurking within the palace walls, Azubah m

Excalibur tossed his head and stamped hard against the dirt, while Prince refused to move another step. Snow clicked her tongue and urged Excalibur forward anyway, her grip tight on the reins. “He trusts you,” she said quietly, her voice carrying a strange weight as her eyes flicked to me and Wiz. I forced a dry laugh, still stroking the horse’s mane. “Still not sure if that’s a good thing or not.” But even as the joke left my lips, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Wiz wasn’t the only one putting his faith in the wrong person.

Fate worked in mysterious ways. Now that I had presented him with proof, David couldn't come up with a way to counter my claim. Instead, he was frantically trying to make himself seem less guilty. "I don't know if the fingerprint is fake, but we did manage to find prints on the drug vial. I'm just calling it like I see it," he declared. Just like that, David cleared himself of all responsibility. Fortunately, Max's mother was a clever woman. She figured everything out almost immediately.

"Isolde, we have the power now. Why do we wait? We could seize the throne this very night." Isolde, sitting gracefully on a shadowy corner table, regarded him with an enigmatic smile. Her eyes glittered with a mischievous glint as she toyed with a crystal goblet, swirling its contents in slow circles. "Patience, dear Baros," she purred, her voice like honey laced with venom. "The throne of power is a delicate prize, and it requires a delicate touch." "But we have the strength!" Baros insisted, his impatience driving his words to a fevered pitch. "The rebels are growing stronger by the day, and with the abilities we now possess, we could easily overthrow Constantine."

He instinctively looked at Gwendolyn, only to find the same shock mirrored on her face. Just as I thought. They colluded from the very beginning. With a cold smile, I threw a stack of photos onto the table. "Everyone," I said calmly, "are you really sure you want to support two liars as the company's presidents?"

I don’t fancy being an accidental casualty. Let the wolves take care of their own, I say. They all but threw out the fox the last time I tried to extend my hand… although, I’m starting to realize that Alpha Idris isn’t the issue. This infamous ‘they’ are. Sure, I think some of this ‘they’ is society, but the way Loralei emphasized it, she clearly meant a specific group of people.

Some really damn questionable looking things. If we didn't have enough reasons to hate them and want them dead already. They promote being weird and strange. I sit down on my chair with a heavy sigh. I’m dusty as hell with all the dirt from the things that were locked up for over two centuries. “The mother and daughter are putting you to work, and really not in the good way,” Donovan snorts. I throw him the closest thing to me, which happens to be some kind of weird oracle. It hits him square on the head. He was laughing before he picked it up and saw what it was. His entire demeanor changed before he threw the thing away like it burned him.

“Out of her rage, she yielded to and conspired with the Dark Lord. Her magical spirit of Fortune and good luck was corrupted into misfortune. The dark lord, an eight-headed dragon of misfortune wage war against the guardians. The powers of the dark lord, and his eight-headed dragon, were too great. It caused despair,greatly effect on the cardinal guardians' forces. The guardians were seriously injured, except for the guardian of foresight. “The other guardians took particles of their magic stones, combined them into one, creating a sword they namedExcalibur. The sword can transform into a golden spear of lightening, it would be used to fight the greatest challenge – the god dragon. It was se