Knights Templar Fiction Books Novels & Stories

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

The lengths that we would go for each other had been set in stone. I was sure now, that regardless of anything that could or would happen in the future, I would always have her by my side. The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe)

“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

He closed it after a while and decided to drop it back in one of the shelves. Just as he was putting the book back on the shelf, he paused. No, he couldn’t leave it behind. It didn’t belong here. Not in this forgotten section. He was sure now that this book belonged on the other side, the part the King strictly forbade him from exploring. He was able to figure this out because all the books that he had seen were merely child's play, and none reflected true stories. They were heroic books that talked about past Lycanis leaders, half of whom Valen was sure had to be fake.

com How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis Currently available: Book 1: Welcome to Probet Book 2: Welcome to Fengarad Book 3: Welcome to Dargot Book 4: Welcome to Monsterland Book 5: Welcome to Nekromel Book 6: Welcome to Requbar Coming soon: Book 7: Welcome to Gorgoth From the same author: Entertaining Tales of Grin the Cheat There was a time when heroes roamed between the Four Great Cities. They fought for kingdoms and princesses, and they lived and died by their valour. Or so the stories say. The way the minstrels sing it, everyone had a swashbuckling good time.

This is long, I presume. Besides me, I could feel someone drawing nearer. I could hear Alpha Knight shuffle quietly as he laid down several books. I was almost frustrated and at the same time confused. I struggled to figure out if it was for him since those weren't the type of books he'd usually read. Much to my surprise, I was correct. "Amethyst, these are books that I recommend you to read. That...that is simply a tale. It does not contain relevant and accurate facts and data like what you are looking for,"

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.

Dressed and revived, I pass the corridors of the dormitory. Bare walls, a clean place, with a red Capet. As it has been even before I was in this world. I climb the stairs that lead to the great tower in the middle of this magnificent fortress. My arrival is already expected by many who greet me along the way. At the top of the stairs, I am welcome with the view of Camelot's treasure room. They were not large amounts of gold or jewelry, but armors of good kings and generals, swords forged by master craftsmen. Most importantly, the first version of the codebook of the knights of Castela. The true core and ruler of our nation. Next to it is the large door of the royal library, decorated with s

Sushi didn't mention if there was a way to free the king of darkness. "There is," answered Elijah. "The body of the king of darkness is chained and he cannot move or breathe. But those chains have six sacred locks. Those locks can be opened by the relics. The relics are deliberately planted in others' another part of Wysteria." "Do you know where they are?" I have a feeling that we need to get those relics, because there is a high possibility that the enemies will take them so that the king of darkness can escape from the underground prison. Elijah shook his head. "No one knows where they are. The only clue is written in a book. I've read that but it doesn't seem to make sense because it's n

The knock on my hotel room door came just after midnight. I’d barely gotten my tie off after the long reception when I opened it to find Damien standing there, still in his wedding suit, looking wrecked and determined. “Damien? What the hell… are you okay?” He pushed inside without waiting, kicking the door shut behind him. His hands were on me instantly, pulling me into a deep, desperate kiss that tasted like whiskey and need. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he confessed against my mouth, voice rough. “All night. During the toasts. The dances. Even when I was cutting that fucking cake. I had to see you.”