Knights Templar Book Novels & Stories

He looked into the clear liquid for a moment longer before turning to leave. … The next morning as the sun rose a knight called Tiro Recto, looked down at the makeshift encampment from a cliff on the mountain. Behind him another knight, Bonito Sorriso, struggled to climb up onto the cliff. His struggle was comedic and rather loud, but Tiro’s gaze remained fixed on the black tents scattered among the tombstones. “How on Terra did you get up here so early?” Bonito asked as he stood up and brushed dirty of his armour. Both knights were wearing ornate, gleaming gold armour that reflects the soft, diffused light of the sky. Their armour is intricately detailed with engraved patterns and layered p

"The woman in the painting is called Lady Percival, right? Isn't Percival the knight who found the Holy Grail in the King Arthur legend?" "Good God, Ethan!" She grabbed my arm in excitement. "Of course! Percival ...it's her story. You figured it out! Lady Percival is holding a very rare book in- deed. I knew it was something special! One of the first King Arthur stories ever written down; all the way back in the twelfth century. That book is Chrétien de Troyes's The Story of Perceval and the Grail." She gazed at the painting, her face glowing with happiness and pure joy, and I reached for my mobile and snapped a picture of her. A magnificent profile shot of Brynne smiling at her Lady Perciva

“Draynon, what really happened? About the death of the Royal Family and apparent treason of the Galadon Knights and their being outlawed. There are all sorts of stories floating about and we are taught to hate the Galadon Knights from a young age. We are told stories about you to scare children into minding their manners. Eat your greens or the Galadon Knights will come a gobble you up, they say. Some tales even insist that the Katrall family must be despised also. How much of that is true?” Draynon grunted. “Most of what you hear is little more than fairy tales. I’ve heard some of the stories. They get the dates about right but little else.” He reached into a draw and pulled out a

All I can think about right now is that this child is the kid-version of my missing wife, and my heart is actively shattering as she purses her lips just like Aviva does, tilts her head in the same way, and smiles while biting her lip. “The Book of Whispers was said to have been hidden here, in the Deadlands, when the Firestone cities fell. The Firestone witches scattered the templars of their Goddess, the Moon Goddess, so the old gods couldn’t find them and use the book to unleash things even worse than the curse they released when they opened the Baetyl. The Goddess and her daughter vanished, and Eastonia fell into the dark times, and the book remained here, hidden away in an ancient templ

The story of a knight who journeyed to the ends of the world to save a princess whose light had been stolen. Rayden’s heart felt as if it stopped. His heartbeat pounded violently as his trembling fingers touched the worn cover of the storybook. The dust of ages seemed to vanish beneath his touch, revealing the faint outline of a silver-armored knight. “This… impossible!” A flood of memories surged through him, overwhelming and unstoppable. The book was an emotional earthquake, a tether dragging him back into a past he had tried to bury. He could feel the warmth of the blanket in his childhood room, hear his mother’s gentle voice reading each line with tenderness, and sense Raelyn beside him,

The dragon was breathing fire over the crowd of enemy soldiers. Maybe Charles and Isabella were right, for once. Maybe I should do some research. I walked over to Felix’s bookshelves. I wasn’t sure if I was filled with surprise or dread upon seeing the titles on the shelves: Anatomy of a Dragon. A Brief History of Dragons. Dragon Battle Tactics. One book in particular caught my eye: an old, leather-bound volume, entitled Dragon Knights and Their Powers. Dragon Knights? Something about that phrase stirred something deep within me, as if I’d heard it before.

The Holy Hall Knights? Zhou Tian was speechless. "What the hell is this?" The knightage had already come out. What era was this now? Was there still a knight from the middle era? "What the hell is the Holy Hall Knights?" Zhou Tian asked. The mole man's face was full of nervousness. He was still quite afraid of the Holy Hall Knights. "Master Zhou, the Holy Hall Knights is in the west, and I don't know what the situation is. I only know that Fisherman is a member of the Holy Hall Knights, and that Black Phoenix seems to have joined this organization."

If that's the norm, I won't care if I'm included or not. I just went to the library to read a book about Eleftheria. Maybe there is information there about the volcano. I will just pour out my anger and annoyance there. I am being immature and I don't understand myself either. The Palace library is spacious. Even if I spend a year reading it I won't finish all the books. Fortunately, it's easy to find what you need to read here because there are names. I went to the row where there were books about different parts of Valeria. I saw there a book about Samona, Caracass, Avalone, and Valencia. There was also a book about monsters in the Valeria forest and Eleftheria caught my eye.

Damien clasped her hand and tugged her towards the altar. "We've only known each other for three days; you don't expect me to bear myself to you," Emberlynn muttered. She was standing in front of the altar, and she could clearly see all that was on it. The chalice was placed near an open book with scribbling. The words in the book seemed to jump around, floating in the air the more she gazed at it. Emberlynn blinked, looking at Damien. His eyes were fixated on the book, but there was no intrigue in them. He didn't seem fazed at all.

He was Onyx Samaniego, the playboy of the Five Knights, a fact that Aza had gleaned from her research. "I heard some fvcking noise, that's why I woke up," the newcomer said, his voice devoid of emotion. He turned his gaze to the man with slanted eyes, Tomi Hideki, who had been observing Aza earlier. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with unspoken questions and anticipation. She ducked behind the silent man beside him, the third Knight, Zild Benitez. "We apologize for the intrusion," Ashlan Tyre Davis, the second Knight, said, his voice laced with a polite apology.