Knight Fantasy Novels & Stories

He'd become separated from his comrades and – "Was he a prince?" I interrupt the story. "A prince?" Gran looks thoughtful. "Well, this is a very old story my sweet. There are many different tellings of it. Some people do say he was a prince. Others tell it that he was a wandering knight in service to some ancient king, or else an elvish noble of the Fairy Court, lost and far from home. Some people even say he had wings like a bird, and he'd fallen down from a country above the clouds just to meet the girl.

She was one of them, and if the Knight Captain ordered an attack then the Knights followed that order without question. Laying Lynnette down on one of the beds, Fenryn fretted over what he should do. Part of him wanted to return to the battle that was now taking place, but the other half of him wanted to stay here and look after Lynnette. He wasn't sure if she had been poisoned or if it was something else entirely. Nothing he did could wake her from the sleep that had taken her, and this worried him. More importantly, she had said it was magic that belonged to her people and she was the only one he knew that could have helped with such a topic.

Some books had the history of the Knights, dating back centuries. Others told about different creatures, how they lived, drawings of how they looked, and about how they functioned. Unfortunately, many of them also told about how to kill them, which I didn't really like but I understood how the information must’ve been useful back when you needed to defend yourself from them. We’re protected now, the borders and the guards as well as having emerged into human society. I dragged my hands over a few dusty books and sighed. I didn’t even know where to begin. Which shelf? Color? Which of the hundred books would tell me what I needed to know?

As for the warriors, tournaments were regularly organized and a national ranking of the ten best warriors was updated throughout the year bringing glory to the families, clans and academies that had trained them. Spartia was about 10 times bigger than Astoria and this world was divided by an impassable barrier. 2/3 of this world was reserved for humans who lived in harmony with the clans of legendary beasts which were represented by dragons, phoenixes, white tigers, black turtles and snakes, and the remaining 1/3 which was totally isolated behind this impassable barrier belonged to the demons and this part of the world was called Hellfire by the demons who lived there. There were no mages am

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

I asked, sitting on the edge of Zenith's bed. "Tell us the one about the brave knight and the magical forest!" Zendaya exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Ah, the brave knight and the magical forest. A classic," I said with a smile. I cleared my throat and began the tale. "Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a brave knight named Sir Cedric. Sir Cedric was known throughout the kingdom for his courage and kindness. One day, the king called upon him for a special mission. The magical forest, which protected the kingdom, was in danger. A dark sorcerer had cast a spell, causing the trees to wither and the animals to flee."

And with that, she plunged headfirst into the world of the five Knights, her plan to charm one of them taking shape with each detail she uncovered. ## The Five Knights: A Closer Look Aza's eyes scanned the screen, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She was diving headfirst into the world of "The Five Knights," the enigmatic owners of Knights Advertising Company. This was her shot at saving Oz, and she was determined to make it work. Onyx Samaniego: The Chick Magnet

"He has the silver scepter. He has the Soul-Seekers. If you help us, we can fight them together. If you don't, they’ll burn this forest down just to find us." Sora looked at my hand, at the glowing silver mark. She reached out, her dirty fingers trembling as she touched the air near my palm. She could feel the heat. She could feel the life. "The Bridge," she whispered. "The stories were true." A sudden blast of silver light hit the trees at the edge of the clearing. One of the ancient oaks exploded into splinters. The First Knight had arrived. He rode into the clearing on a white horse that looked more like a statue than a living thing. His silver armor was flawless, reflecting the moonlight