Fantasy Knight Female Novels & Stories

In the early morning sun, Elaine could still see Andrew's grin as he left her in the shadows of the night. “You idiot,” The knight murmured, fingering the bright gold letters of the book, thinking she should have let him kiss her for what he’d done. Both so frustrating and yet the salvation of her people, “You wonderful idiot.” Elaine took a seat in the wooden chair, her hand opening the age-old book. Eyes scanned the countless names and gifts of fire, ice, and even wind. Some could speak into minds, and those who were so powerful they could bring down kingdoms or even end the 200’s year war.

So that if there were drunken bastards around them again, the female mages could protect themselves without exposing their real identities. Because of Kate, there were female vampires who were inspired to try being knights and she opened up a separate training center for them. Twice a week, she would personally visit the center to supervise the female knights. The men in the kingdom had become more disciplined because they knew women would not stand still anymore. They could now fight back. And even if they could not, they knew they had a back-up through the queen and of course, through me. Just last week, when we attended our daughter’s recognition day, when young girls were asked who they

But Knight was strong, he held the young woman's hands tightly while continuing to kiss her, on the lips, on the neck, on the ear, and even on her breast. Knight stopped for a moment and released the struggling young woman, "What do you want? Do you want to die? Or let me ride on your top?" The young woman couldn't answer. Her tears continued to flow. She felt full of fear. Knight smiled demonically when Eleanor's fighting body calmed down. 'Shit! she's heaven!'. Knight completely took off his polo. He also lowered his pants. It's so hot,—he's feeling a different sensation. Eleanor is different from the women he has touched. The charm she brings, every part of her sensitive body adds to the

She found him to be absolutely gorgeous. “Princess,” the golden haired knight in the Sentra uniform said in his deep and strangely hypnotic voice. “I, Sir Lakon, will protect you with my life, for a woman as beautiful as yourself is already my Queen.” The knight looked up at Astrid, his violet eyes filled with mischief. “I must say that flattering most nobles requires much lying during and confession afterwards, but you, beautiful Lady, require much more self control, yet of a different nature.”

Of course, a handsome man like Zachary wouldn't be into a girl with a potbelly. However she was determined to head down the Club, she's a twenty four year old woman with a dream : Get a job. Urghh! She pulled the ends of her black, wavy hair. Might as well sleep with stray cats if she couldn't find a man at the club. Determined to heal her wounded heart, She throws on a dark brown hoodie along with black shorts that made it look like she wasn't wearing any pants underneath the large hoodie. This would do! Hmm…

He actually ignored me completely and ran towards the blond she-dragon, taking her in his arms and cradling her carefully. I saw out of the corner of my eyes as he placed his hand on her heart and caressed her hair lovingly. These Red Dragons monsters might have a half-heart when it came to their own breed, but what they did to my Kemy was unforgivable. “We will get our revenge later!” Knight barked in my head. “Stop there now! You aren’t going anywhere!” he yelled when I was about to pass through the door. His eyes roamed up from the woman in his arms to me, grey fire burning in them.

When he was out of sight, Josephine said to Matilda, “I admire you both. I think I am jealous of your relationship.” Matilda smiled and said, “We do argue a lot too. I bet you don’t know that.” “Well, I don’t see that. All I see is true love.” Matilda blushed and used her hand to push the hair that had come to settle on her face to the back. “Don’t worry Jose. You are sweet and loving, kind, hardworking and humble. Very soon, you will find your own prince charming. Someone who will love you for who you are and help you get through all these. Your knight in shining armani.”

The sky overhead was greying with cloud, and the heady perfume of the petrichor released by the earth in promise of rain was sweeter than the other scents of the courtyard – the sweat of the knights in training, the leather, the horse excrement, and the blacksmith’s fire. “Daethie, move!” Tarragon cupped her hands around her mouth and bellowed the order. “Don’t just stand there waiting for the gauntlet to stop for you!” The knights around her laughed and exchanged bets as they joked and vied for her attention. With her golden hair and violet eyes, even clad in armour, Tarragon was an arresting beauty, the delicacy of her features and soft fullness of her lips belying the steely determination

Chapter 86: Overthinking Third Person’s POV “Is it my fault that fairies are more fragile than you expected?” “I thought you’d be at least stronger than your people. You’re the Queen Fae after all.” “So what? I have weak qualities too, okay?” Crystal rolled her eyes at Oliver for having seen through her intentions. She was already exhausted and wanted to rest. Kian put his wooden sword on his back and wiped his sweat. “Queen Fae, you’re indeed a little weak. Want me to teach you how to appear stronger?”

The queen dropped a glazed cup in anger, the shards falling all around me. I really didn't know. All I knew was that Knight Nuri Rodriguez was the only knight of the Rodriguez family. He grew up with great strength and was able to fight evil dragons with his bare hands. Legend has it that he was tall and handsome, but arrogant and cruel. Many women were obsessed with him and wanted to be his wife, but he only treated them as lovers. Women were allowed to make out with him but could never spend the night in his bed. For such a man, I couldn't guess what he was thinking.