Fallen Paladin Novels & Stories

The others resumed their eating. “Told you not to ruin dinner,” said a Paladin with mismatched eyes, the left one black, and the right one blue. The Paladin seated to his left looked identical to him, except for his eyes. He also had them mismatched but his left one was blue while his right one was black. Both had b lond hair and were seated across from her. Ayla kept staring at the Paladins with mismarked eyes. She has never seen someone like them – O’reek, blessed by the gods.

The Pegasus Paladin slowly walked to the center of the hall. The next second, the Pegasus Paladin said politely to the Queen, "My pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty." He bowed slightly, but he did not kneel. The Pegasus Paladin was the Goddess of Light's right-hand man, one of the 12 paladins. He had a transcendent position, and he was famous throughout the entire Roland Continent. Therefore, he did not need to kneel when he met the rulers of the six principalities.

“To the stables, princess. From there we will rally my men to the barracks.” “And you briefed the lieutenant of this?” “Yes,” Falstad nodded. By the time they have reached the castle’s courtyard, many survivors; knights and servants have gathered together, and are about to depart. “Halt!” He yelled, calling for the highest-ranked person in the survivors. A thin young man stepped forward, introducing himself as a knight captain of the kingdom’s army as well as a hereditary baron in rank. His eyes glistened when he saw the princess, thanking Holus for protecting the last royalty. The knights and servants alike cheered, though, for some, it turned solemn the moment Falstad demanded authority ov

"You’re a long way from the Capital, tin man." "The Council wants the girl," the Paladin said, pointing his glowing spear at my chest. "The Beast is to be executed on sight. Step aside, Valerius. Don't make me add your head to my collection." "You'll have to take it from my cold, dead hands," Zade growled. He lunged. Zade moved like a blur of black smoke, but the Paladin was ready. He swung the butt of the spear, catching Zade in the ribs. I heard the sickening crack of bone. Zade fell to one knee, gasping for air.

A robe fit for a paladin! Felix took a step towards the armor, and suddenly the voice of Saint Ingleis, well known to the trio, filled the air: - You have passed the test, young knight. Your heart is full of goodness, and your thoughts are pure and noble. You are ready to sacrifice everything for friends and love. This is a virtue worthy of more than just a warrior - a paladin who has set foot on the path of Light. Accept these humble gifts with humility and dignity. Felix whispered words of gratitude to the invisible spirit, and suddenly cried out with delight: near the “gifts” lay horse harness, made to match the armor.

The loss of the Pontifex Maximus, Anthony, yesterday, and the death of a Paladin, Jankovic, today, was a great blow to the Divine Court. Qin Haodong looked indifferent. He picked up the Holy Light Cross Sword and said to Alex, "Don't be sad. Anyway, you've killed a high-level Great Wizard. That is a trade-off." Alex came to her senses, shook her head, and said, "There are only four Paladins in our Divine Court. Now one of them has been killed. I'm afraid I can't explain it to Divine King." Lev said, "There's nothing to explain here. Cesar's dark witchcraft was terrifying and all of us would have died if Master hadn't protected us in time."

Monroe pulled Ken excitedly and gestured at a boy not more than one seventy five centimeters tall—unique platinum golden hair and dressed very fashionably. Roy too voluntarily glanced at the said guy. Taylor Shaman. Popularly known as the Pride of Amaryllis Poker Club. The youngest genius player to climb the rank list of world class players with exceptional talents. While there are people who try to humiliate Taylor but the count is more to those who respect him for his truthfulness. "Taylor becomes handsome every time I see him." Monroe sighed dramatically. "Yeah. Even I have to admit. His looks are..." Ken paused before exclaiming. "..good."

He looks at me curiously, tension leaving his body. "My name is Talon. I am the Alpha of Alphas, King Alpha as most call me. This is my pack." "Pack? Pack of what? I've never seen these forests before. What part of the world am I in? And again who are you people? You smell strange! Why am I here?!" I start to smell fear, realizing it's my own as I feel myself loosing control of my emotions. All of this is too new. Too strange. Since I awoke 2 months ago I had just been running, lost, confused. I had awoke in a forest I had never seen before, awakning to the sound of men shouting, my instincts pulling me to my feet faster than my sleep filled mind.

I manage to fall asleep and thank Goddess, by the time I wake up, he’s not on the bed. I spend the day with Nic who gives me spells to know the different pack histories in England. “So now that Crystal Pack is gone, we have Emerald, black moon and Sage as other strongest.” “So I will do my best to charm them,” my tone is sarcastic. “Okay enough of learning and studying, it’s time to prepare yourself for the gala, you’re a Luna for goodess sake!” Andrea claps. She knows I hate all this girly stuff but she just rolls her eyes when she leads me to the mansion Spa.

Three days later, the news broke that the chairman of a tech company was under investigation for major financial crimes. Crystal and I stood on the steps outside the courthouse, watching Harold being led into a police car in handcuffs. As he passed by us, he shot me a vicious glare. However, Crystal was no longer afraid of him. She looked back at him calmly. Life went back to normal. Even though I was temporarily unemployed since I'd assisted with the investigation, I had no regrets. Love might not conquer everything, but courage and wisdom could help us protect what mattered the most. In the time that followed, I found a new job with an annual salary of 500 thousand dollars.