Knight Of Erebonia Novels & Stories

I had wind raising both Blake and I as we went to cross the knights; however, we were stopped when the knights grew triple their sizes, noticing that we were trying to flee. I looked at Blake whose canines were already bared, his wolf acting on instinct. And the same thing seemed to happen to Riya and Ariana who were standing by our sides. Elijah was knocked down by one of the knights, and it wasn’t long until one of the mermaids emerged from the water, cooing a gentle lullaby that had his eyes glowing blue as he fell into her chant.

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

(Flashback) Three years ago In the kingdom of Grellis, there were three realms- The Great Palace, the noble's region, and the commoner's district. Keane was a famous knight among nobles. Aside from his lineage, he has an outstanding talent and looks. He's the adoration of many noblewomen

“ Mister Knight, how did hell look like? Sure you got a slight glimpse of it.” I glared at each and everyone of them , till I got to the last, Julian. “who else haa something to say?” they were all silent. I turned to the boy. “who are you?” “Milord” he bowed.“I'm Kabal, a slave's soon, the youngest of four.” the boy humiliated by his own words stopped. “im grateful milord” he fell on his knees. “ welcome to the legion Kabal” “he would be your Knight” I pointed to the night on the ground.“trust he won't be rebellious

Wearing simple outfits, long white sleeves, black long legging pants, brown boots, my blue smooth cloak, comb hair, and my sword then we leave for the town to keep peace and success in celebrating the festival. We continue our rounds by splitting into three teams, two knights, me and mercil are on my team we continue the rounds peacefully when suddenly someone bumps on me accidentally wearing a black cloak and seems in a hurry, without apologizing. The person mixes with the crowd. -CÁLÄ'S TOWN- Princess Eruvelliel's POV Before we enter the Cala kingdom our knight offered me a new cape to hide my identity " your highness wear this cape and stay hidden" Now we entered in the Cala Kingdom

Hello’s and rejoyices of long awaited hope flooded me, I stood and shook hands, hugs, and many of the pack adored the bump they could now see more than clearly; Cassandra felt so proud to be able to see her pack and I quickly reminded her, while yes it was nice to see everyone, our duties were still needing to be upheld. “Everyone,” They quieted at my voice and I smiled. “You may be wondering why I am here, and honestly you’re probably not as we all know Emrys’ is in trouble.” That was the first thing I noticed was my absent mate, and since I smelled his scent from that tacky warehouse, I knew my fears were confirmed. Emeric made sure to make his presence known as he stood tall next to me, w

A wristlet made of bronze, with chain clasps to link the Eben to his sword hand in combat, thus the saying ‘’Eben is soul, only in three ways can you take it from an Eben wielder, willingly he gave you, for you are his son, unwillingly he gave you, for he is sworn to you, unknowingly he gave you, slain in combat and has passed on to Baba’s realm where he needs not its aid in the land of fighting spirits. On his head, he wore a helm of polished bronze, carved in the shape of a lion’s head, a work of dedicated casting, the lion’s mane and diamond eyes, a lifelike delicate work of art. “My prince,’’ a grizzled older warrior stalked over, similarly garbed but with less color and a bared head, a

"Are you a MOTHER, my MOTHER?! What are you doing here!! What are you supposed to be doing!! I thought... I thought...!" Without warning he collapsed to his knees, one hand stretched out at Tira as though eager to clutch her... perhaps to kill her. Confused shouts and howls now arose from both sides of the battlefield. I looked over to mine and caught the eye of my Beta; she began quickly to dart back and forth before my Pack, silently barking orders to remain where they stood, but to be ready for anything. I shifted my stance, watching, assessing. Beside me Cillium remained still like a chunk of stone, never even having moved once since he had rushed to be there. My golden knight... My Mate

the knight muttered, "This is a misunderstanding. How about you let me go so we talk this out" "Theres nothing to talk about. And i have a clear understanding of the situation" Morgan told him, "You were captured by the yetis and i for trespassing. You should know your kind is forbidden here. You Dornish pigs" "Yeah the Dornish are pigs but im not a Dornish knight" said knight. "You're a knight right? You're dressed like one" Morgan said. "Well sort of" the knight said. Morgan sighed,"You're all the same to me. You're all scum"

Behind him, his team moved in like a second wave, sharp and disciplined. To his right, Erick, Elena’s second brother and the second prince of Alynthia, roared as he swung his twin axes, lightning crackling along the blades. “COME ON, YOU COWARDS!” he bellowed, charging into a cluster of knights, tearing them apart in a storm of raw power. His face was hard, his strikes merciless — but beneath every swing, there was a flicker of something more personal, a fury that these creatures dared threaten innocent lives.