King Arthur Sir Tristan Novels & Stories

"Sir… sir, hhh, nghh!" Arthur's biceps lifted my legs, which were clamped around his hips, and he kept shaking them. "Does this turn you on?" "Mmhh, yeah…" I writhed even more, overwhelmed by the stirrings that surged through my stomach, spreading to my heart. "I'm gonna your spot." "Sir, please… AHHH! After a warm rush had engulfed my entire being, Arthur relaxed, resting his temples on the mounds of my breasts. He could probably hear the pounding of my heart, filled with satisfaction and ambition.

’ Killian grumbled, discarding the cup, and snapped at them, ‘Get out and find me some proper stuff.’ They turned and headed out of the hotel, grinning at each other. Killian could not function normally unless he had at least two cups of very strong, pure Colombian coffee. It was more than an hour later when the three men got back into their SUV and headed out to Tintagel, the place renowned for being where King Arthur and his famous Knights of the Round Table were based. It was a mystical place, and they all sensed it immediately,

I called out, urgency lacing my tone. Arthur turned to face me, his expression a mix of arrogance and allure. "What is it, Princess?" he replied, his voice dripping with condescension yet tinged with a seductive edge. Arthur's response was met with a cold, steely gaze from me, my demeanour mirroring his icy disposition. "I have no time for your insolence, Arthur," I retorted, my voice sharp and cutting. "Your petty games are of no consequence in the face of the threat we're dealing with."

I said “King Twilight… wait my dad is talking about Firefly Twilight from Canterlotian Heroes. King Twilight was part of Canterlotian Knights of Camelot Legends. His home planet aka Planet Earth he call them the Arthurian Legendary Knights of the Round Table. Their names are King Arthur, Sir Lancelot, Sir Gawain, Sir Galahad, Sir Geraint, Sir Gareth, Sir Gaheris, Sir Bedivere, Sir Ector, Sir Kay, Sir Bors de Ganis, Sir Lamorak, Sir Tristan, Sir Percival, Sir Agravain & Sir Dagonet while here in Planet Harmony their names are Firefly Twilight, Music Snow, Bluegrass Snow, Lightning Snow, Gypsy Snow, Thunder Snow, Grape Snow, Grape Snow (Pegasus), Walnut Velvet, Hazel Velvet, Monsoon Velvet, Z

Or is he someone entirely unconnected, a visitor who has merely passed through this spot long ago, leaving behind a single, valuable trace of his presence? Tristan. The name immediately conjures a world of legend. It is the name of one of the most celebrated knights in the court of King Arthur. Back at the Towers, when Leila and I were young and, incredibly, still friends, we would spend hours weaving fantastical stories about Arthur, Guinevere, and his loyal knights. Tristan had always been my favourite. Yet, despite the ancient name, the ring itself is more modern in its design and craftsmanship. I smile wryly and shake my head, dismissing the fantasy. The man who owns this ring is likely

“I did not finish all of them. The leader fled before I could do anything—“ All of a sudden, Tristan grabs the woman’s neck. His fingers slithered, wrapping around her nape as he lifted her head to look at him. The woman’s eyes bulged at the sudden movement. She was frozen. Tristan Blackwater stared at her eyes, bearing fascination in his face. An entertained smile spreads on his lips. “Majestic..! Majestic creature! How much did you pay for this girl, Aron?” “That is none of your business.” A yank pulls Cataleia back. She stumbles into the chest of Arthurian while Ajax steps in front of them to carry on the rest of the greeting. “We aren’t here to talk about new hires or pleasantries. Let’s

“Samuel!” Arthur ran in the direction of the tall brown-haired man with yellow eyes. “Sir, you’re alive! I knew it! Triton is a good horse, he led us to this place. We found him wandering in the fields near this region and he led us to this forest” Samuel expressed with marked emotion. “Who are they?” Sam approached Arthur with trepidation. “They are my trusted men, they found me thanks to Triton. He stroked the horse's forehead. You're not a crow, after all,” he kissed him.

And then he was holding a knife. It was an ugly blade, with a curved tip and serrations along the bottom. He lunged at Rowan, who shoved him easily to the side. Clearly, Rowan hadn't given up his morning workouts the way I had. The king rounded in an instant, charging for Rowan again. He was insatiable, unstoppable, in a furious, murderous rage. I jumped to help Rowan, but he sidestepped the king again and signaled for me to stay planted. I struggled with indecision, forced to choose between helping the man I loved and risking trusting his plan.

The way Arthur had fought, the way he had protected me—it was all so surreal. Arthur sat down beside me, his shoulder brushing against mine. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The tension was still there, but there was also something else—something that felt like relief. “We’ll get through this,” Arthur said quietly, his hand reaching for mine. “I won’t let anything happen to you, Morgan. Not while I’m around.” I looked up at him, my heart swelling with gratitude and something deeper, something I wasn’t ready to name. “I trust you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.

I'm guessing they thought of me as an arrogant and spoiled young lady, though I guess Rubia was quite spoiled. "We have arrived young lady. " said Tristan as he extended his hand to her "Thank you very much, Tristan...!" said Sarah as she took his hand "Yes, miss." Sarah's Pov - That was quite the reaction. Tristan was a knight who had brown hair and brown eyes, I'm guessing he was the captain of the Royal knights that were to protect me. "So, I've finally reached the second step huh." said Sarah in a low voice "Did you say something just now miss...?" asked Tristan