Fantasy Knight Female Novels & Stories

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.

The man who was hiding exactly who that knight was. “Captain Harold Jackson, the Black OmniKnight. Yeah, you’ll be perfect.” The man whispered to himself. Harold, the knight, felt a disturbance in the air. He could feel something was wrong and was on guard. He held the hilt of his sword on his hip. The moment he sensed something, he swung his sword, simultaneously unsheathing it. “Kyaa!” Harold stopped his sword just before hitting his target. The target was a young woman dressed in the castle’s servant clothing. The girl was on the floor and was trembling in fear.

I laughed lowly. “Why, oh why, run?”, I held the female knights up, tightening my grip as she winced. “When you wanted to catch us?” I look her straight in the eye. Fear etched on her face as she was met with a bright ruby eyes that glowed in a fiery rage. She would have felt the burning searing heat that burns her wrist by now. I stood up properly now, straightening my back, my gaze never leaving the blue-eyed female knight. Trickles of tears were a spectacle. I smiled as I thought, this was only the beginning.

Jun stretched his hand out for a handshake, "Hello, I'm Yeon's friend. Nice to meet you." she smiled and accepted the handshake. "Hello, I'm Hwa, Yeon's girlfriend. Nice to meet you too." -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

"That is understood, Princess. Your brother will guide you, and the senior members of the council. You shall be tutored in every state, protocol and diplomacy. I breathed out gradually, with relief and anxiety. Training would be well, but the experience that danger might fall at any moment still caused my breast to contract. When the meeting was over Rowan took me back to the royal hall, and touched me in the small of the back with his hand, showing that he supported me. The rays of the sun penetrating through the stained-glass windows caught the gold embroidery on his robe and made him appear taller and more commanding than I had recalled. I guess you want to know about the knight, he said,

You can call her a picky one but because of her ability they were able to identify friends from foe and crushed insurgencies in the past. The late Queen Julia Rae Starliege also possesses the same ability. Her great and gifted eyes helped in the unification of the three realms(Dwargo, Faero, Starlia). Knight was really nervous but it suddenly vanished. There's no trumpet sound or any announcement. The door opened and a beautiful girl in a white shoulderless glittering long dress with white tousled wavy hair entered the room. As she walks towards the royal table, the handkerchief on Knight's pocket flies out and heads toward the girl approaching them.

I shouted at her, hoping she could hear me while she was in the Moon Goddess realm. “A seventh Guardian Knight has been selected, he will be what completes the Guardian Knight bond,” she said in an eerie, ethereal voice. I was confused as I thought Ellie was supposed to make the last selection but in the same breath, I was worried because I didn’t want that light and energy to draw others to us before we were ready.

"I take on tasks when I can. I also clean the stables and bathe the horses. I'm even taught how to assist with birthing the cows." Her eyes widened, and she looked at me from head to toe. She seemed amazed by what she heard. "Really? I wouldn't be able to tell from your appearance! Looking at you now... you're like a princess from a distant kingdom! One who doesn't need to work because there are servants ready to serve you!"

Not while I breathe. "I can’t move. He comes back when I try." A scream tore through the dreamspace. The shadows thickened. "Speak of the devil," I hissed. From the fog, he emerged—a towering figure clad in armour darker than night, eyes glowing like dying stars. "She is mine," he hissed. "She is under my protection; sorry, you can't have her, so run back to your master and tell him you failed." The knight lunged. I met him with a blast of light, ancient and wild. We clashed, magic tearing through the dream around us.

But there was only silence. I was seventeen, armored but unsteady. A knight, they called me now. The blade on my hip was too large, too heavy, yet I carried it as though it could disguise the hollow in me. My father had wanted this, had carved me into this shape, and then left me to bear it alone. And that was when I saw her. A woman striding through the palace corridors like she belonged there, though she wore no crown. Her hair bound tight, her robes dusted with ash and herbs, her hands ink-stained.