Knight Novels & Stories

The queen dropped a glazed cup in anger, the shards falling all around me. I really didn't know. All I knew was that Knight Nuri Rodriguez was the only knight of the Rodriguez family. He grew up with great strength and was able to fight evil dragons with his bare hands. Legend has it that he was tall and handsome, but arrogant and cruel. Many women were obsessed with him and wanted to be his wife, but he only treated them as lovers. Women were allowed to make out with him but could never spend the night in his bed. For such a man, I couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"Wuuuuuu!. Go Avengers!. North! north! north!." The girls began to chant my name as always. Inwardly I was less concerned, especially now that I know who my mate is. I glanced around the field for her, she'd better be here to watch her Knight lose while she's going to become my Servant. "And here we have the Red rebels coming in, hurray." Knight and his other team members sashayed into the yard, with hair dripping of water or was it sweat. Knight is the only one with red hair, I don't know why they named it Red Rebels anyways.

People didn’t seem to recognize me by my look which was perfect for me, I just listened to their chats, I made friends, talking to them laughing when needed, saying the needed oh and ah. “Is there any bounty going around?” I ask with a smile. “A bounty hunter?” the guy I’m talking to asks, I just nod, I’ll go with that. “There’s one over any info about the pure bloods, another over the psycho hitman, his name is Devil I think. Strange name if you ask me” he says, mixing my gender with a he, I just smiled, if people think I’m a he, I might be safer than I thought I was.

“Your pieces, then.” “Many pieces think they are players simply because they move,” he murmured, sliding a bishop into a line that pressed against my center in a way I felt behind my ribs. “It’s… charming.” “And the knight?” The word was out before I could stop it. “What does a knight think he is?” “Dangerous,” Kael said, and his tone made the word less threat than fact. “Because he arrives where he shouldn’t.” I let the silence sit. I let him think he’d named what I was asking. Maybe he had. Maybe I didn’t even know what I was asking yet.

“Can we come to visit you soon? I want to show everyone in the pack my new sword!” I can’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm, the sound bubbling up like a melody. “Yes, little warrior. But remember, we must be careful. A knight must always be responsible.” Arthenon, more reserved but equally eager, joins us, his eyes shining with admiration as he grips his wooden sword. “Are you really a knight now, Aloria? Like in the stories?” I kneel down to their level, my heart overflowing with love for my brothers. “I am, but being a knight means more than just titles and armor. It means being brave, helping

I just keep dragging her to the main door of house, thank god there were no other men on our path, but as I was about to open the door. "STOP RIGHT THERE....AND LEAVE PRINCESS' HAND RIGHT NOW OR ELSE I WILL KILL YOU" I just turned around to look at the man who was holding a gun and was looking in his thirties or forties ...but the thing is why the hell is he calling my Kiyara a princess this calls for a war....she is mine ...and who is he to tell me to leave her hand, I just hold her hand with more firm grip to let him know that I am not leaving her hand ... " who are you?" I asked him..

He guffawed and laughed , he was seeing such an interesting man after many decades , not decades, after centuries and centuries . The black mist ; which was gathering towards the magic circle and configuring into a 'certain' something for a long time finally, took form into something which aroused the spectators' and Lienne's curiosity — the dark mist, which appeared out of nowhere, formed into a physique of a knight and a configuration of a violet horse i.e. the knight's horse. On the top of the horse, sat the knight wearing a purple armour, with a badge of a peacock on the left side of his armou

Completely covered in plate armor holding a massive shield and a sword, it's clear that this thing is not human. The knight moves with more speed than one would have suspected. Swinging its sword downward where Anubis stands, he manages to easily sidestep the attack. Anubis uses this opening to counterattack aiming for the head. The knight barely reacts as it continues to attack. 'It seems I will need to use some of my magical power to bring this thing down.'

Not even able to use a single complex magic before. “Being a medical Knight is a dangerous position in the Knights Association. Since you are the one that supports a whole squad, enemy Knights will be aiming for you first. Take out the healer of the team, and the rest of the team is handicapped. That is why you need to keep yourself put of the battlefield in a team first.”

Thirty-seven years ago, Indаn urbаn. Phl Knight, the good-looking young American businessman, is somewhat proficient in Hindi — a fact that bodes well for his advantage in nеgotiating difficult deals such as this. Quick, dependable, and aggressive in the greatest American business tradition. And wearing tennis shorts and a tee-shirt to a business meeting, EGAD!