Novel & Cerita Kisah Hero Lancelot

"Oh, you don't need to act like a hero to save me, Lancelot. Trust me, I don't fit for the heroine role so don't sacrifice yourself for my sake." Lancelot smirked. "Who says I will sacrifice myself for your sake? I will face them because I know that I can defeat them with no sweat. If you must know, I was trained by the magical healer himself at a very young age. He started training me at the age of five and Father wasn't really the type of trained who will go gentle in you, not even to his own child. Do you know about his dragon? I defeated him alone." My lips fell open. He defeated that dragon alone? The dragon who Demitri and the other princes fought with so much struggle before they had

“Are you thee Sir Lancelot, from Camelot?” Lance laughed. “No, I was a knight in the early twelfth century, about a hundred years or so after King Arthur’s reign. As I said, the Arthurian legends were strong then. Having been raised on the legend, I wanted to stand up for what was right, to defend my country.” “And now you live in America?” Lance nodded. “When did you come here?” “It’s a long story, but around the 1600s,” he said, smiling, then added, “but that’s a story for another time.” He took a sip of his wine. “My story is a bit complex.”

In short, he looked absolutely magnificent. Just as I was about to walk near him and drag him back to my room, a group of Alphas and princes came to him and sized him up. I clasped my hands together. Uh-oh. This can’t be good. “You,” one of them pointed at Axel. My eyes widened in shock. Isn’t he Prince Lancelot of the Wizard kingdom? He once tried making a move on me, but I flat-out rejected him. From what I heard, he is a very spoiled prince who likes to toy with the commoners.

Lancelot couldn't recall what exactly had happened, but one thing was sure, and that was the fact that he didn't save her. When he had jumped into the water, he remembered passing out in the process of saving her. The next time he regained consciousness, she was beside him with everyone thinking he was actually the one that had saved her. The pool workers said they had found them lying next to each other when they arrived. So, they figured Lancelot must've passed out after bringing her out of the pool. But Lancelot was very aware that didn't happen. He couldn't remember bringing her out of the pool. He knew someone else had saved them both, but since he couldn't tell who it was, he kept quie

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. ********

Princess Diana couldn't withstand what she was to witness from where she was peeping from the cart. Chief Madu and Dave were all scared, they all placed their face to the other side. They all loved Lancelot. Lancelot expected himself to be on the other side. But instead, he felt only an odd sensation of constriction. And then he realized what had happened. The arrow they had fired had missed. All of them

"Oh, you don't need to act like a hero to save me, Lancelot. Trust me, I don't fit for the heroine role so don't sacrifice yourself for my sake." Lancelot smirked. "Who says I will sacrifice myself for your sake? I will face them because I know that I can defeat them with no sweat. If you must know, I was trained by the magical healer himself at a very young age. He started training me at the age of five and Father wasn't really the type of trained who will go gentle in you, not even to his own child. Do you know about his dragon? I defeated him alone." My lips fell open. He defeated that dragon alone? The dragon who Demitri and the other princes fought with so much struggle before they had

"Lancelot" Her faint voice called. Now in his human form, he turned towards the chair she sat on, and rushed towards her. The ropes around her were now loose, and she was going to fall to the ground. In a flash, Lancelot was there to hold her just in time.

The young man stood up straight from leaning against the tree and finally introduced himself. Lancelot... Erebus frowned at that obvious fake name, and apparently, the young man could see his facial expression: "Not THE Lancelot, obviously, I'm only three hundred years old -- ish. But if you would like to know, THE Lancelot -- Arthur's Lancelot, that is-- he WAS a wizard." Erebus blinked, not seeing why that would matter to him, but still WAS a bit surprised at that new information. "So, you have been here 300 years?" Erebus finally spoke again -- He REALLY didn't like this wizard, who called himself "Lancelot".

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