Futuristic Knights Novels & Stories

"Surrender now, and you others won't have to suffer. We've come for Holly Knight. It's her time." Eros hugged Holly close before pressing a simple kiss to her forehead and then pushing her behind him as he unfurled his wings. "Yeah, that's not happening. You guys are not taking her. And if you insist on trying? You're going to end up dying yourselves." The female of the group laughed, and then they attacked.

Morgan, along with Lamia and her four Knights share a major role in how that future would turn out and I hoped with her being mated to Mathias, we would be on the winning side again. Each Knight of the chosen one was to be given a gift - Strength, light, speed, and immunity. Each gift complimenting the other three. The four Knights: King Kellen, his Beta Mike Pike, Hunji, and lastly the Hunter Rhett. - The King, the commander, the savior, and the councilor. Each one is a protector of the chosen and what she will carry when the time comes. Each one fated to a mate that will strengthen them.

And just like that, a dozen armored knights marched across cursed soil, blessed, chaste, sworn to God. Unaware that one among them would be the very thing the Demon Prince had spent centuries starving for. ~~~~~ Lightning flashed behind the holy knights, silhouetting them like gods sent to cleanse a cursed world. Twelve paladins, clad in silverplate etched with scripture, advanced in unison, swords glowing with celestial fire. Behind them, a battalion of faithful warriors followed, chanting battle hymns beneath the banner of Alzelia. The air warped as they crossed the wardline.

The ink flowed down the wall and onto the ground, racing toward the Original Knight. The Knight tried to swing his sword, but the black ink grabbed his ankles. "What... what is this?" the Knight gasped. "It's the 'Unfinished'!" I shouted, my voice echoing with a power that wasn't mine. "It’s the anger of every character you left behind! You want to be the Knight? Then lead the 'Deleted' back to the **X**!" The ink pulled the Knight down. It pulled the wingless dragon down. It pulled the faceless child down.

But it wasn't accepted by him (the future of the Ard), not even accepted by them (Knights). The knights of the north were the leaders of the north territory, but the extraordinary thing was that they don't wear the armour of steel or iron, they don't use straight and long sharp edge swords. But still they call themselves the knights. Because they think it's a good name to call by the people. The seventeen knights, and their army of 13 lakhs of unstable monsters (humans but like beasts. Tall, big like giants, and stronger than the rock). Everything was going like usual, peaceful (not literally, the knights were no good people). They forced people to pay taxes, and the total tax was more than

He has bestowed the name ' Anderson ' after his teacher, Andrew Channing who was the head knight of Light Armada. The Claramay's knights are divided into two. Light Armada and Night Renegades. Light Armada is a knight squad that protected the Claramay's out in the open while Night Renegades are the ones who protected them in the shadows. Even if these quadrants belong to the same house, they do not get along with one another.

He looked into the clear liquid for a moment longer before turning to leave. … The next morning as the sun rose a knight called Tiro Recto, looked down at the makeshift encampment from a cliff on the mountain. Behind him another knight, Bonito Sorriso, struggled to climb up onto the cliff. His struggle was comedic and rather loud, but Tiro’s gaze remained fixed on the black tents scattered among the tombstones. “How on Terra did you get up here so early?” Bonito asked as he stood up and brushed dirty of his armour. Both knights were wearing ornate, gleaming gold armour that reflects the soft, diffused light of the sky. Their armour is intricately detailed with engraved patterns and layered p

The knights' leader harrumphed and didn't bother listening to the two mages. His curiosity peaked when he saw the two knights' armour. He didn't want to share any longer with the two mages... Even making a few of his allies "accidentally" die was something he considered doing. As his mind wandered... Their bodies tensed unexpectedly. At some point in time, knights with an alarmingly bright yellow glow all over their bodies came in the adjacent dunes. The stark contrast between the bright yellow aura they emitted and the dark armour that wrapped their entire body and warhorse was striking.

The citadel is guarded always by about 20 of Kuhan Knights. A small army of knights were behind one of the hills , led by a prince, not Kuhan's but of a different kingdom, the Doka, long time enemy of Kuhan. They've been trying to take over Kuhan for long but the weren't able to attack because of the seal and this time, it seems they've found a way to deactivate it. Dokan is known for harboring numbers of evil sorcerers and if they are able to deactivate the seal, Kuhan might be in for a serious battle.

Fifteen years ago..... Unknown pov “Sir she has arrived,” one of my best men said “Fine, send the others to go pick her up at the airport” I replied “Yes sir” he replied before leaving “Charles, are you still there?” I asked through the air pod “Yes sir” he replied “Any update?” I asked “They just left the building now. They are on their way to a family dinner” he replied “Keep them on close range. Hope they guys are going as planned?” I asked