Fantasy Knight Female Novels & Stories

It is clear he is being impatient but the three of them just look at the knight guard, thinking of what more excuse it would be. “What is this commotion?” A woman clad in beautiful adoration wearing a hunting attire, there is a bow and arrow hanging on her. Must have been from the hunt, Barrett adored her strong and charismatic appearance, she looks so amazing that she is comparing herself to the female superheroes.. “I-I greet Her Highness the fourteenth princess of the kingdom” A princess?

“Yeah…” The girl helped Sandhya to get up. “Can I have this one?.” “Are you sure? You just got thrown by activating it. Will you be able to handle it in the long run?” “I will give it a shot. I have today to practice. If I couldn’t handle then I will change it with the regular ones.” “Sure… btw I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Aina Bailon. I’m a first-year apprentice in Veronica magic high. I am the chief of this committee.”

She would never forget the radiant smile that lit up her daughter's face as she handed her a box, and folded neatly inside was a pink handkerchief embroidered with a dark pink flower in the corner. At the rear end of the Blue Mountain Springs Range, the war cries of the battle rang throughout the green valley. Engaged in a battle with an orc wielding a metal club was a knight from the Silver Gemini Squadron. The woman was over seven feet tall, bearing a athletic figure, wielding a shield only inches shorter than herself. Deck out in the Silver Gemini noble and stylish uniform as the woman gave off the strong impression of a tomboy. She used her shield to block the orc’s metal club. "Oi, is t

Whether during the day or night, these places are overcrowding with people and hawkers stalls. Right now, we will talk about Seiran Knight, the female lead of this world. Seiran Knight is the daughter of Duke Arklight Knight, a SS magic-user and the army’s Commander of Grandia Empire. She has fair, white skin, blond wavy hair that reached her hip, a pair of mesmerizing almond-like eyes, and tantalizing pink lips. Her stunning figure is her prized possession along with her killer hips. She is only twelve years old girl that slowly maturing herself into a graceful and noble young lady, like a beautiful flower that blooming itself amidst the strict ambiance of the Duke Knight mansion.

He had set new ones specially made for the idiot prince. "Then… okay," she smiled feeling relieved, it won't be good to lie that she was a bit afraid of that man. His aura was dark and full of thirst for blood. She didn't want to cross his path again. This time a new knight appeared by the door to escort her to the main platform. The said knight was a woman in white robes and a golden dragon tattoo on the side of her neck. Her hair was short, styled to one side of her face. However, the most outstanding feature was that the scar on her right side of the face. It was in the form of a flower, a black rose with spines flourishing in her skin.

“Give me a minute.” I closed the door and hurriedly took a bath. I changed onto my casual clothes, brushed my hair and sprayed some perfume. I walked out of the room and went directly to the living area. I saw Gayle and Klaress already waiting for me, they are both ready. “Here comes the princess.” Klaress said. “What? You didn’t tell me ahead of time, I didn’t have the time to prepare.” I said. “Whatever bro, let’s go, I’m so excited.” Klaress said.

My nonchalant walks were distrupted by a scene before me, at the village entrance, a middle aged blonde hair woman, who is already looking injured and battered, as bruised and blood caked her face and body, were grabbing leg, begging an evil knight with a curly moustache that were holding a teenage blonde haired girl by her hand. The knight showed no mercy at all, he was shouting insults and at the same time were raining punches and kicks at the steel hearted mother that were trying to protect her daughter. The mother were slapped so hard that she actually flew a little bit, and crashed on the ground, her medieval farmer dress that were already in tatters are now just gave up, her top half o

"I, Sir Marius Hirtius Rhesus, Vice-Captain of the Order of Phoenix Knights, accept your duel." He took the hook. Steadily, and drawing the Maiden Sword from her, Keil spoke. “I am General Keil, the hand of the king and guardian overseer; I will be the representative of My Lord in this duel " Wielding his sword and raising his shield, the champion knight Wight prepared for combat. ♦ ♦ ♦ Is a woman? Marius wondered mentally as he stared at his opponent. Although he couldn't see her face due to her helmet; Her voice, along with her body complexion, was not that of a man, even her own armor was elegantly designed and clearly feminine.

She was even younger than Julius, although she had been in human form since birth, and that was actually rather unfortunate: too young to Shift, the poor girl had to make do with her less-than-adequate clothing for this high mountain climate, and I also worried she might not be as agile on her feet as a young puppy would be. That just left the final four adults: Courtning, Noire, and another two women named Mem and Gratta, respectively. Both were in their early forties. Mem was known within the Pack for being one of our most aggressive fighters; she was the one you brought along when you suspected there would be trouble... though not necessarily when diplomacy was an option. Her anger had go

Then I made a slashing motion, while imagining my blade to cut the chieftain’s head. In an instant, the chieftain’s head flew. It landed across the human group, before the chieftain’s body fell down on the ground in a loud sound. I heaved a satisfied sigh, before casting my gaze down to look for Carter. Carter was there at the back of the human group, looking uninjured and fine, and happy even to see us. I bloomed a wide smile at him. A person seemed to scoot closer to Carter while I was gazing at him. It was a young woman with long hair tied in ponytails. The shiny steel full-body armor she wore indicated that he is a knight of some sort. I gazed at her longer to get a better look.