Fictional Knight Novels & Stories

I backhand him playfully on the shoulder as he passes, and he feigns being in pain. I think I’ll enjoy working with him. The archives is down a staircase similar to the dungeons but on the clear other side of the palace. It’s a lot like the Royal Library but five times as big and ten times as dusty. David is able to pretty quickly find a text that details a spell for exchanging identities, but it specifies that it isn’t strong enough to fool mates.

“Almost by my side, huh? Does that mean I’m being banished to some distant corner of the palace?” “Banished?” I feigned shock, raising an eyebrow with a playful pout. “Why, Sir Knight, whatever would give you that impression?” He chuckled, the sound warm and genuine. “Let’s just say your father’s glare could curdle milk at ten paces, Annalisa.” Stepping into the kitchen, I was greeted by the most peculiar sight. Adrian, the valiant knight who could slay dragons with one hand tied behind his back, was… well, let’s just say battling a particularly stubborn pancake.

I answer her with a wink. “It’s not like that Devil, they wanted to kill you” she says tears going down her face, I read the whole chapter I know what happened, I believe her, I believe she put everything in her stories, she always does, but not this time, this time we’re going to win, for once I the bad person would win the princess and leave with her.

He was Onyx Samaniego, the playboy of the Five Knights, a fact that Aza had gleaned from her research. "I heard some fvcking noise, that's why I woke up," the newcomer said, his voice devoid of emotion. He turned his gaze to the man with slanted eyes, Tomi Hideki, who had been observing Aza earlier. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with unspoken questions and anticipation. She ducked behind the silent man beside him, the third Knight, Zild Benitez. "We apologize for the intrusion," Ashlan Tyre Davis, the second Knight, said, his voice laced with a polite apology.

On our journey, Raif and Selestra talked animatedly about frivolous things, but I hung back, dreading that I would soon be alone with Selestra and would have to test my resolve. As soon as I got to my castle and Selestra was safely at her friend's home, I planned to take the first serving wench or two to my bed and have my way with them both. As a Knight of England, there were always beautiful women willing to relieve a knight's sexual frustrations. I had no problem attracting women. As a knight, I had developed muscles that I never had before from the extensive training and wielding the heavy steel swords.

, he asked jokingly and I smashed the back of his head. I told him about my family's name and he was just listening to what I was saying. The other knights also go to where I am to hear my story and Elon is frowning the whole time saying that the information I was giving to them is only for him. I don't know what you called to what I am feeling right now as I told them who I am. After the knights annoyed Elon, they started to get ready saying that some of them got a mission from their commander, Master Aeneas.

The presence of these warrior knights seemed to be the only thing left in the world! Such a terrifying sight was simply a weapon of siege! The knights were charging over! In the sky, the blonde king of disciples had a stern look in his eyes as he looked down at Fulton, who was drowning in a sea of attacking knights! This was his strongest attack!

Besides being the Dragon King of the Southern Plains, he was also a proficient ancient martial artist. So, he had a certain understanding of international affairs. He knew that some countries in Eyrothia had knights. These knights were equivalent to the ancient martial artists of Sol. Looking at the arrogant young man in golden armor, James nodded and replied, “Yes, I’m James.”

"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.

The man stands tall, walking proudly towards the palace gates. Slowly, he takes off his helmet. Soft blonde hair is shining under the sunlight, the rays falling on his exotic features. The man is tanned with boyish looks even though he is well into his twenties. “I am Damien Wilde,” the man states. “The new Knight of Faika.” The gatekeeper instantly kneels in front of the Knight, feeling nervous. “Apologies, your grace!” He squeaks. “I did not know.” A Knight is the right hand man of the Emperor and the head of the army. There were rumors that Phillipe had appointed a new knight but to think that the knight will come to visit the Crown Prince who is a sworn enemy of the Emperor!