Fantasy Knight Female Novels & Stories

It seemed that the two were at equals as king Ramada's citadel kept them safe from the enemy fire and arrows but then a dark figure suddenly appeared from below, seeming to have flown up into the castle walls, its shadow loomed over the king and prince as it quickly descended. Arrows seemed to be deflected by the being unable to stop its approach. The stone floor trembled, shattering when a dark figure landed in a half knelt position. The black dragon wings spread wide before retracting back into something resembling that of a cape on the armored knight's back. For a few moments, no one was able to move from the sheer shock and intimidation of the being, until the knight pulled out his broad

Nara on the other hand, and after tapping Dahlia’s shoulders with the big old sword that belonged to their ancestors, looked at her friend with immense pride, her friend, she smiled at the thought, she didn’t know the strange and aloof girl well enough to consider her as a friend, but she was grateful that Dahlia came into her life, especially after the accident with Nicholas. “Rise, Knightess Dahlia, the first knightess of the Taghit kingdom!” The attendants clapped their hands coldly, many not approving the princess’ decision on naming a frail looking girl as a knightess, a personal one at that, but none voiced their opinions, for they believed it to be the last nail in the falling Yorens’

“I see your mother’s strength in you. No matter the turmoil on the road. Never stop fighting and always stay strong.” I whimpered in pain. My body ached badly as I felt sore all through my inner thighs. This was my new reality, I had to stay strong for my boys. Lucia was the only person I considered a friend. She was always there to teach me everything I needed to know about my new mafia family. But she never told me any secrets or dealings of the Castilago family. It was a high-level secret. “You don't look too well, Esmeralda,” Lucia purred, her eyes coursing through my eyes in search of an answer, as she grabbed my hands.

Every corner of Derek’s empire, illegal and legal alike, was now vulnerable; justice was finally closing in. Cassian, waiting near the exit, raised an eyebrow when he saw Knight carrying a woman. Sarcasm laced his voice. “I never thought I’d see you playing the knight in shining armor. What is this, a three-year-old’s fairy tale?” “Shut up,” Knight muttered, frowning, walking past without slowing. “Wait,” Cassian called, halting him. Knight paused but didn’t turn. “What?” “Who is she?” Cassian asked, curiosity piqued. “She looks… important. Important enough for you to personally join this raid.”

Xolvion said as he clenched his fist. As he absorbed more and more power and knowledge from the human girls he seduced, he had learnt much about the human kingdoms and their people. Including the Holy saints, who were a righteous group of female knights. They were the strongest female warriors and mages in the land, having no equal and serving no men as they only swore their loyalty to the queens of the kingdoms. "If I can seduce them all and gain their powers, I would become undefeatable! No one would dare question my right to rule!" Xolvion then thought as a sinister grin formed on his face.

The male demon cackled loudly within his cynicism as well as sarcasm. Swinging his hand in the air, the young knight had already turned himself and Janice Valeria into a ray of brown light. The brown light appeared again inside the young knight’s palace, inside his main bedroom. The brown light turned back to the young knight himself and Janice Valeria. Janice Valeria was subsequently pushed onto the bed. Janice Valeria had lain on the bed with the young knight’s body right on her body. She couldn’t move here and there anymore. All her body movements had been locked by the stronger and much more powerful young knight.

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

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.

But when I told the cruel scorn That crazed that bold and lovely Knight, And that he crossed the mountain-woods, Nor rested day nor night; That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade,— There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright; And that he knew it was a Fiend, This miserable Knight! And that unknowing what he did, He leaped amid a murderous band, And saved from outrage worse than death The Lady of the Land! And how she wept, and clasped his knees; And how she tended him in vain—

She flashed me a brilliant smile that made my world turn upside down and every nerve in my body tingle. “Ummm…” I prepared myself to ask. “Can you pretend to be my fake girlfriend, Miss….?” I asked, mustering all the confidence I could manage and hoping to Moon goddess that my voice didn’t sound squeaky. I knew she was an Omega for sure because I didn’t find her sitting in the chairs where Alpha females and Beta Females were seated. But I also knew that she was the most beautiful girl I had ever met. “Crystal. Crystal Knight." She replied with a slight smile.