Kneeling Knight Tattoo Novels & Stories

I sent a mindlink to Bradley and the triplets, asking if it was okay I divulged some of our secrets in order to help her understand that I didn’t WANT to reject her, that I felt the NEED to reject her so she could have someone who would only think of her first. With their approval, I asked “Cailee, have you heard of the Knights League?” seeing her eyes widen with shock and recognition. “I am a Guardian Knight; I vowed to protect Ellie with my life no matter what. I can’t fully be your mate and do that at the same time,” I said sadly, hating to hear the words coming out of my mouth as if they somehow made the hurt more real.

I’m starting to think I need medical intervention. “The tattoo’s almost done,” Knox says, giving me that knowing smile that means he can read every dirty thought crossing my face. “Want to see it?” I get up slowly, my legs still a little unsteady, and walk over to where he’s lying. When I’m close enough to see his back clearly, I stop short. Spread across the entire width of his back, rendered in bold black ink, is a large bunny. Complete with long ears and everything. This isn’t what I expected at all.

I chuckled dryly. “Your highness, I am sure our pack will warmly welcome you. If her highness the luna permits, can this knight present you with a lucky charm?” Arki asked. “A lucky charm?” Arki had my full attention. Anything that could help me relax at that moment. “Yes, your highness. In the darkest times in my life, this helped me stay strong and always look forward to life,” Arki fetched out a golden knight’s badge. It had the design of a rose pierced by two swords in a cross. He held the tip of a sword and presented it to me.

They did not wait long for the man to enter the tent, followed by several soldiers from both Taryn and Elhias. The knight was tall and stout, his gray hair was partly tied behind the nape of his neck and partly left loose, reaching just above his shoulders. His golden skin was shiny and his forehead drenched in sweat. He wore the armor that distinguished the Knights of the Crown, the Neyer family crest engraved on his breastplate, while he wore a helmet under his arm. The blue cloak that skimmed the ground and draped over his shoulders. Tied around her waist she had a belt with a sword and a pouch. Taryn immediately noticed that there was no one else with him, the man was alone.

The fiery burn lingered in my throat. "Nothing's wrong with being a gentleman, but pretending to be one just to impress women doesn't make you one." I smirked, taking another swig of whiskey. I surveyed his outfit, taking in every detail. He wore a vivid red shirt left open to showcase a muscular chest inked with a roaring lion whose fiery orange mane seemed to reach beyond his skin. Leonardo. Lion-hearted. That tattoo made perfect sense. A golden cross lay nestled atop the lion's mane, glinting in the light like a beacon of faith. It was clear that Leonardo wore his heart on his sleeve. His was a tattooed visual representation of his inner fire.

A uniquely crafted helmet, its visor dark and impenetrable, crowned its head, and beneath the shadows of the armor, a faint purple light flickered, a heartbeat of arcane energy. The figure turned, its gaze fixed upon me, a silent challenge in its unblinking stare. “Kid,” I said, a smirk playing on my lips, “if you acknowledge me as your master, kneel.” The Bone Knight, newly birthed into this world, stood before me, a towering figure of bone and shadow. I’d forgive its initial hesitation, this flicker of independent thought. But disobedience? That wouldn’t be tolerated. A metallic clang echoed as the knight’s joints shifted, the purple light within its helmet pulsed, and with a heavy thud, i

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. ********

tattoo and he had gotten a lot thicker in mass. "Is that a....a tattoo?" I asked not knowing how to feel about it. He had on a white long sleeve shirt so I wasn't able to see it clearly. He then took the shirt for me to see and what I saw surprised me. Kristrin had a few tattoos, one included a phoenix tattoo across his back, a crown tattoo with the word King on top on his left shoulder to the front, more like the collarbone. One of a lion on his right shoulder and a small tattoo of an eye that looked distinctively a lot like mine.

“Your tattoos are beautiful.” I look at the tattoo of a skull surrounded by black flames. My whole right arm is decorated with tattoos from shoulder to wrist. My skin prickles with every caress of her fingers, but I don’t stop her from touching me. The tattoo sleeve has several tribal symbols, and there are a seal trident and a frogman tattoo on my shoulder. Each tattoo represents something in my life. The skull represents my status as an Assassin, and the cross is a play on my name. Her finger moves down the line of my intricate cross, then to the inside of my rib cage, where I have an inscription. Qui velit, ut vivat in aeternum.

I shake my head at him and look away. He's sitting with his knees pulled up and his arms draped lazily over them, giving me a view of his arm and hand tattoos. He has 'love' and 'pain' tattooed across his knuckles; on his right hand, he has a rose, and on the left, he has a skull. My eyes follow up his arms looking at the artwork on them for a second before I rip them away and return my glare to him.