Knight Iron Man Novels & Stories

What kind of man handles a woman's giant, faded, ripped-up underwear with such grace and zero judgment? Lucian Knight. That's who.

“Do you understand? Human children, families… cities… if you strike, if this escalates…” Samuel’s gaze softened for a moment—a flicker of the man he once was—but it vanished instantly. “Collateral is inevitable. I am not your Adrian,” he said, voice sharp as a blade. “I am the Iron King. And the world will learn fear or it will perish.”

He summoned his loyal bodyguard whom he had never shown to anyone. "Karura! Finish that three-headed dragon!" Ki Janggan Nayantaka shouted. Karura; the Garuda descendant warrior devoted to the old hermit; Ki Janggan Nayantaka. He flapped his white wings. His body was upright like a human. But his whole body was covered with white feathers. He wore silver armor that was the heirloom of Lord Vishnu. Karura carried a silver sword in his left hand and a silver shield in his right. "I will definitely slash the throats of all dragons!" Karura swung his sword.

Then I made a slashing motion, while imagining my blade to cut the chieftain’s head. In an instant, the chieftain’s head flew. It landed across the human group, before the chieftain’s body fell down on the ground in a loud sound. I heaved a satisfied sigh, before casting my gaze down to look for Carter. Carter was there at the back of the human group, looking uninjured and fine, and happy even to see us. I bloomed a wide smile at him. A person seemed to scoot closer to Carter while I was gazing at him. It was a young woman with long hair tied in ponytails. The shiny steel full-body armor she wore indicated that he is a knight of some sort. I gazed at her longer to get a better look.

I prayed that we will continue to be a complete and understanding family where there is no conflict. I looked at the man beside me, the man who made my life complete. The man who made me believed that there really is true love for me. I smiled knowing that he’ll always be my side, protecting me and our future little ones soon. This man is my life and without him, I would be nothing. I rested my head on his shoulders and felt the solemnity of the place. This is my home, my knight in shining suit who would save me always. Ethan is and will always be my home.

the silver knight laughed when he threw a metallic chain laced with runes. It wrapped around Cicero like a snake, tying him up and holding him in place. It felt so heavy that it became harder for him to move around. “What is this!” He screamed in frustration at not being able to break free. The more he struggled, the tighter it got. And it wasn’t just a simple chain since he could not break it, no matter how much force and magic he used on it. “That, little one, is Draconian steel imbued with magic. You won’t be able to get out of that, even with your eastern magic,” the silver knight tells him.

The guy in black made to remove whatever the thing on his back was. “Hey, stop it.” The voice that had halted the man set Sophia’s teeth on edge. It came from a male Knight standing on the underside of a branch of the same tree Zain was sitting in. He had dark hair, a scar on his forehead, and two swords strapped to his back. But his eyes, the cold jade eyes were dead. The only thing she could see in them was thinly controlled bloodlust. ‘How did I not notice him?’ she thought as he continued speaking.

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.

"The box! The one that fires those rockets! I can't let it do that again!" Jumping into the air, I swing my sword. Dr. Cho: "Nooo," I scream. I couldn't believe my eyes. "There's no way. There's no way! You-you--but how?" I watch as the missile launcher on the shoulder of my Iron Fist armor is cut right off by the knight. "He jumped and cut it right off. Impossible. That's impossible! The whole armor is made from indestructible, reinforced alloy steel. A simple sword shouldn't have been enough to cut through it!"

so nervous to meet him personally, the man was the definition of perfection and here I, a low key girl, but taking deep breaths and calming my mind I put my hands on my thighs. "Mr knight, is here. You have 10 minutes only" the man informed me. "Thank you" I gave him a sweet smile and he left, closing the door Suddenly the Door opened and my eyes fell on him. A man in his mid 50s came inside, with an elegant personality. Looking at his dominant and dark nature, I knew the man was none other than the great Senior Mr Knight. He had a dangerous aura around him. A man like him can bring a person begging on his knees.