Fantasy Knight Female Novels & Stories

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.

And it was Roman Knight. The richest man in the capital. If he wanted to find her, he’d probably do it before she reached the next city. She was stuck. And for now, she’d just have to deal with it. She’d subconsciously stereotyped the owner of the voice, expecting an attractive woman with a lot of makeup and long nails wearing a very tight and revealing outfit, but what she didn’t expect was that she couldn’t have been farther from the truth. The woman she met instead was probably a supermodel, and if she wasn’t then she very well could be.

Jessica Knight: She is a 23years girl . She beautiful but very cunning. She loves her brother a lot. She wants to live her life on her terms but due to being a Knight she needs to portray herself as a sophisticated woman. Her family wants her to marry in a rich and reputed family but she is not interested in getting married. James Oliver :

I feel comfortable around Canis. Not in a sexual way, but I feel like I've known him my whole life, and Canis looks at me with even more compassion than Reece does. Like I'm the only girl in the world. Like he just found a lost gem and I feel special. In seconds he reduces in size again and now Reece is standing in front of me, in all his naked glory and I dare not look down. I scream and spin, making sure my eyes aren't looking anywhere but up.

Finally, there was a girl that looked just like me, almost like a mirror. “You know me as Serenity,” she started to say, “I am your fairy and control your magic.” She then gestured to each figure in turn. “This is Arashi, she is your dragon soul, princess of dragons. This here is Lucinda, your wolf spirit and healer. Finally, this is Silk, your sprite. She controls your vampire magic and is the form you’ve been adopting since you were 8.”

“I feel a strange kind of fascination. I hope I’m not gawking.” “We feel similarly,” Opal said. She was Alpha Knight’s mate and one of their high priestesses. She looked so pure and good, wearing a flowy, pale purple dress that matched her pale purple eyes. It felt like those eyes could see into a person’s soul. She exuded kindness and gentleness, her long blonde hair styled softly.

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.

The mystery man was wearing the black version of Apollo Sky was wearing – a knight's uniform adorned with rubies. Behind him stood Levi, the offspring of the Demon Lord Leviathan, who gave her a small wave. He was also wearing the same knightly black-colored uniform adorned with sapphires. Beside her stood a girl with long curly blonde hair with a lengthy single horn at the center of her forehead. She was wearing the female version of the knight’s uniform, but instead of pants, she was wearing a skimpy skirt adorned with black diamonds. Three meters away from the slumped form of Maleficent, the three Malevolent students stood dominantly.

She said to me. I was right.... only Kiyara can cook this kind of delicious food. And it means she is working here since morning that too on her holiday. How can she be this good? Is she the same girl who dares to fight with me? Of course she is the same one. She is different. She is dangerous combination of softness and toughness...beauty and strength... a combination that is getting irresistible for me... “Sir please come...I will saw you the designs... “She said to me and I came out of my thoughts. I gave her a nod and stood up.

Before he could speak the fragmented spirit of the knight was resolute his spiritual for was slowly breaking the longer he stayed in the mortal realm. The Demon closed his eyes unleashing a small field of the spirit realm around the fallen knight as they watched the heroes fight. Kent was somewhat disgusted with how the warriors fight Their forms are sloppy, their strikes are disgustingly sloppy, and their over-reliance on the power of others and their ancient weaponry is a complete mockery of what a warrior stands for. The knight looked around to see the number of orcs was increasing as they surrounded the heroes when from the corner of his eye. The Priestess’s form and her grace in battle