Knight Oath Novels & Stories

"Always." The Binding Oath was an ancient rite, almost lost to time. It was once the ceremony used to anoint leaders not by blood or ambition, but by spirit. When Arthur and Isabella stepped into the circle, the torches dimmed, and a low hum filled the air—as if the cathedral itself remembered. Michael raised the Book of Declarations and began to chant, his voice steady, each word resonating like thunder. "Let this bond be sealed not by name or house, but by sacrifice. Let the blood spilled and the hearts broken be the foundation of the world to come."

I will be sure to pass that on to Mr Olika,' Knight Jur Weber said with a bow. The fact that he had come to deliver the letter was actually a formality. As long as every nobleman surrendered, no noble would violate the Noble Covenant. After all, in a world with a true god, no one would dare break the rules. Therefore, Olika had already made preparations for this matter. After receiving the answer, he would go to the mansion in the city at the agreed time with his butler and the lords and knights under his command.

“We’ve lived too long under oaths that served only one side. It’s time we write our own.” He reached under the table and pulled out a rolled piece of parchment, its seal unmistakable even in the dim light. Rowan’s crest. The original royal oath document that had once bound Blackthorn to the crown—terms for troops, taxes, obedience. Kael had kept it. Not as a treasure. As a chain he’d finally broken. He set it in the center of the table. “For years,” he said, voice low, “this was the only promise that mattered to the crown. My father’s name inked under their terms. My blood expected to enforce them.”

They are now both facing each other while under the ray of light coming from the window. Then Lark resolutely made up his mind and he kneeled on one knee while looking up facing Earth. His action of kneeling surprised Earth but he didn’t stop him. “Let me formally introduce myself to you, I am Lark knightly, from the clan Effulgence, a believer of the bringer, the destined Guardian of the Coin of Destiny. I humbly request a pact of loyalty, and I swear to protect and follow your lead even if it cost my own life” Lark said while looking him in the eyes as he request pledge loyalty.

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. ********

“We’ll hunt beings worse than beasts—some treacherous rats who’re very good at hiding.” A few seconds of stare he took before Tristan could speak. “And how can I be certain to trust you?” “A knight is a man of his word…but a divine knight is beyond that,” Kael lowered his head a little. “Both Houses of Denvorn and Mcgarth had sworn allegiance under the Noble House Lancasters…” “I don’t give a shit to such—glorious titles.” “Very well then,” Kael said with a slow nod. “We could settle this with a contract.”

"Blood oath?" asked Rosalina. "Are you being serious right now?" Her eyes widened in shock. The blood oath was a brief ritual where one cut his or her palm until one drew blood. The crimson droplet subsequently would be used to make a promise on specific terms. It was a ritual of loyalty. There weren’t many elves who dared to go through this ritual, for those who went back on the promises would end up the most painful death. "Yes, Princess Rosalina. I'm sorry, but we have to do this. We need to make sure the talk today will stay within this circle," said Alessa.

"I, Xavier Bain, under the moons loyal gaze do swear by the old gods and the new, to pledge my eternal loyalty to this woman, The Commander" "I, Knight Bain, under the moons loyal gaze do swear by the old gods and the new, the pledge my eternal loyalty to this woman, The Commander" With each new vow another pureblood extended their right arm to me. And as they vowed their words I connected my hand onto their upper wrist, feeling their huge hands grab me firmly in return. I looked into each of their bloodthirsty eyes as they spoke.

After that, they will be crowned as the Alphas of their pack officially. The Knight brothers took the knife from him. Dominic cut his hand first, followed by Xavier and Aiden. The cut they made was deep and red crimson blood flowed from their hand. None of them flinched even for a moment as they cut their palm. It was like it didn't matter to them. They are so used to blood and injuries that the small cut is of no existence to them. The Knights held their hands up in the air and mixed their bloods. "Today, we take the oath to carry the legacy of our Kingdom and rule with sincerity, power and strength." Dominic said addressing the crowd, his face was stoic but he meant every word he said.

Whatever Vicki had planned on doing he would see to it that it'd get done. He grabbed a knife out of his back pocket and flipped it out. "Do you know what a blood oath is, Marcus?" he asked putting the knife to his hand. "No." "It's an unbreakable bond that the knights of old used to use to prove how serious they were about whatever task they planned on doing. They'd swear by blood that they'd get it done and if they failed it meant their life was forfeited. Do you understand that?" he asked pinning Marcus with a serious gaze.