Novel & Cerita Knights Of Hell

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?

he will always be my MY KNIGHT IN DARKNESS THE END A/n: so this is the end of this beautiful journey.... And happily ever after.... Please tell me how was it?...did you guys liked it or not?..or were you expecting a different ending?.. If you have any questions , you can ask them... I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did... Thank you all of you for your love and support... Thank you Love you all so much.... So this is me ...signing off...good bye...see you all at my next story....enjoy ...lots of love...

What! Mortals? Going to hell? Yang Xiao almost choked with laughter when he heard those words. He was a firm materialistic person. He did not believe in God, mortals, or hell. "Aren't you also a mortal? Go to hell now!" Yang Xiao glared at him, held his Dragon's Wrath Sword, and rushed forward. Obviously, the Knights of the Holy Court were different from other knights in Europe. Not only were the Holy Knights of the Holy Court equipped with light armor for their guards, but even their mounts and horses were also equipped with good saddles and equipment that could cover an area of more than 80% of the horse's body.

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. ********

Gavin frowned. "He said we're just going to find the princess." Their eyes widened when they heard. "Princess?" They asked at the same time, Gavin nodded. "I'll explain later, but what does that person say that you just have to play to find Sera?" Zera said. He was really confused and didn't think that the people he met earlier were willing to kill. Nash and Clayton looked serious. "You are wrong Zera. This game he is talking about is not only about finding her, this game is about killing." Clayton said. Zera gulped at what she heard and the men clenched their fists.

They had no body nor form. "Fudging hell! These things are not humans" The Hybrid said, as we retreated, backed against each other. "We can't win against them. They are the knights of Erebus" I said to him. "The knights of what...?!" He said almost scoffing. "....Of Erebus" I repeated, "The five knights of darkness" I said. "There's no way they can be killed, I didn't even know they still exists. We must grab the witch and make a run for it now" I said.

There are three types of Knights in the association: (1) the High Knights who were the ones closest to the royal family of the Laera Kingdom; (2) the warriors, the Knights who received missions from the High Knights through the Head of the Knights Association, and; (3) the mentors, who mold the Knights for three years into strong, capable warriors. Major Dylan watched horrified as his students charged at the water clone. Leon created dozens of his own which dog piled the Aidan water clone. Sophia, Zain, and the real Leon ran around the wiggling mass of magic clones and shot towards the real Aidan holding him captive.

"I won't let you die the way you died again. Not if I live." He raised his head — toward the leaves of the trees. And out of them rode armor-clad men, shrouded in mist and midnight blue. The Knights of Brunschière. Unspoken. Devoted. Obedient only to him. "You heard everything," Ignatius told them, his voice icy steel now. "She is not to leave the sanctuary. Not for a second." A knight approached, worry written even under his helm. "My lord… this is Lady Krishna."

Thorn said, analyzing the situation, “Leave one side door open—the one in the kitchen. Just say the healer might need to leave to fetch some herbs. Take a man with you, hide yourselves well. I’ll join you soon.” Hugo nodded and quickly strode off. At the great hall of the prince castle, twelve dark knights, fully armored with kite shields and knightly swords, stood with pride and devotion for their prince. No one knew the true identities of the twelve onyx knights. Their order of chivalry was an odd mixture, made up of knights from all ranks. The existence of the order was a violation of the traditional rules themselves, and each member was personally chosen by Thorn. It was rumored that the

Now, they sent out a bigger force. A large group of the original Knights of Death. Vincent knew it because the original Knights of Death wore armor and carried a trident each. Those who didn’t wear armors were just their followers from the realms. Vincent placed his hand on Cohen’s wolf and said, “Get your paws healed. The blades they’re using are poisonous.” “I’ll be fine,” Cohen said to him. “You’re as stubborn as ever.” Vincent cracked his neck and knuckles. “I promised myself not to rely on my wolf after what had happened in the past. But it seems I have to break that promise.”