King Arthur Sir Tristan Novels & Stories

"For ten years, I did nothing but sharpen my teeth. I climbed over bodies, took every territory, built an empire... all for a single purpose. To one day have the right to stand in front of you and say your name." "When Arthur told me you had faked your death and were coming to Columbia as 'Sarah' to start over…" Tristan took a deep breath, his knuckles white as he gripped the cup. "I dropped everything. I walked out on an eight-hundred-million-dollar arms deal I was in the middle of signing and came here immediately." "I've been following you for ten years, Sarah." "This time, I will never let anyone hurt you again. Including the man lying in that room."

“You know I will kill you, don’t you?” “The man who brought you to the Academy, Benjamen, he used to lead the Royal Guard; now he heads his true passion, the Crimson Knights.” Tristan paused, wondering if Elaine would kill him then and there for disgracing the man she saw as her savior. Still, he continued, “They were assembled under his guidance for the king’s mission to acquire magic.” “You are lying.” “I don’t lie.”

"Tristan was one of the earliest members of the Lone Light. He came before Dijkstra Thorpe and was his closest friend. He started martial arts at the age of 3, and when his talent for sword-fighting emerged, he began training as a swordmaster. "He had multiple teachers, and by the time he was 14, he was never seen without his blade. He was so skilled that he became the South King 20 years ago. Do you know how many he killed with his blade? "He defeated a Grand Master. Grand Masters are rare and highly respected. But Tristan killed one years ago, and his list of kills made him a nightmare. He may not have been the leader of the Lone Light, but he was second in power and first in contributions

Oh this bastard, he made me almost lost my heartbeats. Actually, I don't mind being in this moment, it's just that the problem is the fact that I haven't showered in days and I'm sure I must look terrible right now. For a moment we let this silence continue, creating various questions in my mind why Arthur was acting this melancholy. “You alright?” I ventured to ask him. He didn’t answer. His eyes stare at mine, His two eyes flashed a shady and piercing gaze which made me not move from my position who was also looking at him.

“And I’ve come to realize you’re the one better than that boy Tristan.” Arth looked down and clenched his fists, trying his best to calm his nerves. He could not believe that this wicked man could dare ask him to work as one of his dogs under his corrupt and evil deeds. “Forgive me. But I’ve got some better things to do.” He tried to be as polite as he possibly could, though he was on the verge of blowing up. The two grand knights suddenly held the hilts of their swords. “You watch your tongue, kid—“

She could see the handprint of Arthur on his cheek, and she didn't like it. "I should blame you for your son's incompetence. Look at Stefan; he cut himself off from this family to prove his worth, which he already did. But look at Tristan; he spent endless years trying to win this battle, but still can't do anything after everything he did!" "Arthur!" Tasha called loudly, rubbing Tristan's face. Arthur huffed quietly and began to leave through the door, his personal assistant and butler following behind. Before he could exit, he stopped and looked back at Tristan.

He was instantly sent flying into the wall a few feet across us. “Tristan,” I howled as loudly as I could although the only sound that escaped my lips was a weak howl. As quick as thunder, the vampires bared their jagged teeth and their hands curled into enormous claws. They descended upon the wolf that was my husband. No matter how quick and vicious they look, however, they were no match for Tristan’s black wolf, Arthur. He simply swerved around, and immediately, he sent two more vampires flying away with a swipe of his paw. The other vampire’s leg was caught in between Arthur’s teeth, and he immediately snapped it away in a gory fashion.

King Edgar was so pleased when the lottery was drawn that Tristan couldn’t help wondering if it was rigged. “You have had three months to prepare for your mission, Tristan,” bellowed King Edgar’s deep voice from the throne he’d positioned at such a high elevation as to allow him to look down upon the room instead of just a subject. “I assume that was sufficient.” Tristan knelt before his king with his head bowed low. Three months was certainly not enough time for him to learn the scientific gargle being tossed at him from all directions. Nowhere near enough; but he couldn’t and wouldn’t admit that to his king and all the onlookers. So, with an air of confidence that he didn’t feel, he said

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

Arthur let out, feeling something he didn't understand, and he definitely didn't want to feel like that. Was it jealous? Wasn't he supposed to be over her? He immediately brushed it off, and walked over to where his grandfather was standing. His grandfather was happily chatting with some of his friends. As soon as Christian spotted Arthur, he delightedly smiled. "Oh, there he is…. Arthur, come here, let me introduce you to some of my friends." The old man had been waiting to show off his successor to his old friends. His old friends had always mocked Christian Stark for having no heir, so it was understood that he wanted to rub it off on their faces.