Fantasy Books About Knights Novels & Stories

Gwen said, her eyes sparkling with barely hidden amusement. "Yes," Charles confirmed enthusiastically. "A manuscript from the... uh... sixteenth century. Very rare. About... knights." Sixteenth century? Knights? Even I knew medieval knights came from much earlier. "How interesting," I managed, taking a long sip of my drink. Gwen shot me a look that clearly said, "what crap did you bring here?" and I couldn't blame her.

Despite being surrounded the knight was never surrounded but the enemy was hopelessly outmatched as hours passed and bodies started to pile up. Kent noticed the enemy at the western gate was slowly drawn to him as more and more soldiers surrounded him it would take time for the knight to get back. Before he could reach he could hear the thrumming of chains in the distance. The familiar sound put a smile on his face as the knight turned around to see his old mentor and Venerable knight Khorn Fellfang. His mentor riddled in dents and scratches as his axes are riddled in blood, Kent saw his master was happy to fight once again praising him for finding a world that could be their new home.

A baby wailed in a burning cradle until silence swallowed it whole. Three dozen Royal Knights—the finest warriors of the southern territory—arrived on griffin-back, blades drawn, magic flaring. They lasted seven minutes. Lightning struck their beasts from the sky. The witches toyed with them. Aldrian smashed through shields and bone like a demon from the pits of forgotten hells. One knight crawled, bloodied and sobbing, toward a broken scepter of communication—but his head was torn clean off before he reached it. The forest swallowed the screams, the smoke, the cries.

His lips curled with a smile. HUNTERS/MAGIC knights ranking system; 1.) Squire: 530-PL: Rank D 2.) Officer: 845-PL: Rank C 3.) Knight: 1150-PL: Rank B 4.) Commander: 1450-PL: Rank A 5.) Supreme Commander: Rank S 6.) Vedic Knights. PS: PL= Power Level. *** I am already A-Ranked, only two more to become one of the strongest Knight in the world. Am I great or what? Such thoughts flooded his mind. Why wouldn’t it? It was his dream to strongest in the world. That was the only way to get what he wanted.

It was a knight. He was the male heroin she had always imagined. Tall with good built. A perfect golden hair. A mesmerizing eye. And a deep soothing voice. He was perfect in her eyes. It was a good thing that she had lose her thick glasses and put a little make up, even it was forbidden before going out. For if she failed to do so, he would not be talking to her. That was she thought. “Its uhmm…” She was enthralled that she forgot the book she was reading. “Here.” She took off the fake cover and showed the knight the title. It was The Egyptian Quest.

Such books one could not get at any typical book store as they were mostly given out to adventures, who were most of the time tasked with taking out phantom-beasts that appeared in rural areas. The guilds were not the only ones with a record of these books as there were some recorded at the palace, but only knights who served the empire had access. Then there was the black market, but people should not trust some of the information stored inside as merchants would sometimes sell fake information at a high price. Walking over to Maria, Paige crouched down beside the girl. "Looks like you ran into some serious trouble, little rabbit."

From the records on Avalor's Kingdom to the ancient legends of the land. "The legend of the Dulein Fairy magic Kingdom," she read on the covers, "The first ancient alliance, The Hidden Magic..." The books passed her fingers till she reached one large red book with golden letters in the front. "The Journey of the Ancient Dragon." The first page was a detailed map of the land of Cretia, the world they inhabited. Filled with three main races, dragons, witches, and fairies.

I shout excitedly while practically shoving the book in her face. "Wow, a book on warfare? Now tell me, why do you want to learn about warfare?" She asks gently. "Because I want to become a knight so I can protect everyone I care about. Mother said that knights not only have to be strong, but they must be smart too. So, I'm going to learn everything I can," I cheer loudly. "My, isn't that a wonderful dream. Keep up the good work and you might just make it happen," she says with a tender chuckle.

There was someone here? (In his mother’s story, the knight had called to the darkness, voice echoing, “Hello? Is there someone here?”) He immediately peeked past the worn, serious-looking books and saw a cloaked figure of a small child–a little girl, judging by her long locks of lovely black hair and a white dress that shimmered in the light like a bride’s wedding gown. ‘…The knight found a princess.’ A split second after, she suddenly fell to the floor, twisting violently like a fish on a hook as though her entire body was being lashed violently by an invisible whip.

"They are not as fun to read but as I have had dealings with a witch coven recently I figured it would be best to research them. For fun though, I like to read fantasy books so that I can get lost in a new world." He brings me to the fantasy section and I just stare at all of the amazing pictures on the front of these books. Forgetting that I am looking to read the books I pick one out judging by the picture alone. It shows a guy riding on the back of a golden dragon while another dragon breathes fire at him. "That is actually the second book in the series. Let me get you the first book and then we can come back for the second once you are done reading it." He helps.