Lancelot-grail Novels & Stories

I can’t believe I got happy despite this kind of interaction. “Your holy power… Please help me…” Lancelot sounded desperate. His teary eyes spoke thousands of words, each of them giving me an understanding that he is in a desperate need of help. The interior of the room shone brightly for a moment, as I manifested my holy power in my hand and brought it closer to Lancelot’s chest. I heard him softly groan when my hand touched his skin. Lancelot rested his head on my shoulders as he accepted my holy power. As if relieved, he exhaled slowly.

The stone door is behind her. The runes embedded in the wall shimmered faintly, casting a soft golden glow that drove back the shadows. The air was dense with the scent of age and secrecy, carrying that quiet stillness of a place untouched by time. At the center of the stone platform lay three fragments of the Holy Grail. Each glimmered with its own distinct light—one pale and cold as moonlight, another deep as the night, and the last flickering like hidden flame.

As he entered the luxurious lounge resplendent in its off-white and black leather decor, a steward walked up to him and asked for his card. Once the card was swiped the guy smiled warmly, “Mr Gore! Someone is waiting for you. Please follow me.” He followed the young chap. He escorted Andy to the farthest table that was arranged next to the huge windows from where he could see the flights take off and land, on the vast tarmac.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

she said and leaned towards Iktanne's ear and whispered, "... we've heard a few days ago in the library from the proctors that the Giants were collecting gold and souls from the normals. They said that there was an insignia left on the shores of the north... which might cause a great trouble because it links back here in the Academy and the Empire." Iktanne's face was wild with shock. "What insignia was it?," she whispered back. "Well, we don't know for the bell started ringing for our next class so we weren't able to get what they were saying." The blond guy, Anthony, stood up from the other end of the couch and interrupted them, saying he'll be away to get some food. He looked at Iktanne's

I replied, lifting my wrist to eye it. “It’s actually a blessed item from the early 1200’s. It is said that Saint..somebody or other made tiny little clay links from the dirt of the Holy Grail and encased them in gold. Hiding the bracelet in Heaven years later when it was found to have blessing affects, the Almighty stored in the artifact warehouse there. Lou stole it.” She said the last part so naturally I almost didn’t react.

He expected Oz to cast a love spell of some sort. " You fool. It isn't just any ring. This is the ring of the ancient Roman queen, Archuletta. It is the ring of no sin. A ring that will make her forever yours, even against her will.", Oz said proudly. "It looks cheap. But the question is, will she love me?", Gregory asked. "Do you think you will love her the same if she is madly in love with you? If she chased behind you like all the other?" Oz asked.

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. ********

Lancelot stood there quietly, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion on his face as he silently chanted a spell in his mouth. Damien was confused. His eyes were hollow, and he looked dull and unenergetic. Damien stepped forward and slowly walked toward the pond after hearing the spell. After a few seconds, Damien was utterly submerged in the pool water. The powder Lancelot used was a special psychedelic drug. After someone inhaled it, they would lose consciousness, and then their body would go out of control. "Interesting!" Lancelot kept a straight face and mumbled to himself, "Damien would rather die than tell me about Darryl's background. It seems like Darryl is extraordinary, indeed