Lonely Knight Novels & Stories

They were smaller in manpower compared to other knights, but with their famous harsh training, it was not an exaggeration to call them the best knights in the imperial family. Dion, the handsome young knight with light brown hair and hazel eyes, now leading the knights, was unusual in particular, as he was popular not only within the Paladin Knights but also among the other knights for his exceptional archery skill, earning him the title of the youngest vice commander. "Your Royal Highness, we're now heading to Ellesmere." "Ellesmere?" I nodded at the familiar word. It was an area near the Southern border. As Dion said goodbye, I grabbed the wagon's curtain and called Osiris.

They care about only one thing and it’s fighting. Later but sooner, finally… Ma'la came there and shouted, "It's great to have you here today, foes!?" The knights were surprised because there was no army against them but a single man. For them it was interesting because they have never seen someone like him before, they have encountered many enemies, they have seen many impossibilities of taking a risk in guarantee of blessings. But this time it was really unexpected to see that a person is blessed but there's no chance to be that strong to fight against such a big number of the army.

“But are you two for real hanging out with the future knight and his beta?” “The future who?” I questioned raising my brows as Ostana looked towards me in confusion. Pointing a finger, the shorter one smiled and blushed, following her line of sight, sure enough - she was pointing at the backs of Laker and Emrys. “Future Knight of the King’s army, you know the hot tall one with black hair,”

"What are you doing? You fools, why are you standing there? You have swords, do something with it." His butler, to set an example, roared and ran from behind the count, going straight towards the midst of the men. Feeling encouraged by his action, the guards seemed to remember that they had swords and charged at us again. My men were ready. With a swipe of their limbs, they kicked the men off their feet and sent them flying into the air. Some groaned as claws hit them, tearing into their flesh. Peter sneaked behind Loki and nicked him with his sword. Loki growled and slashed at his leg with his claws. He sent him flying into the air afterwards and I heard Peter groaning from where he fell, c

“After that, it’ll be no more hiding our marriage or me losing my shit every time you go out on a date with Trip Donovan. All of that ends, just as you requested.” My head lulls to the side. He’s making sense, but I hate the idea of my husband risking himself this way. “Come on, let me and my knights go do our thing and slay a few dragons for our lady.” Despite myself, I laugh. “Why did I ever get you started on that?” “I’m an Obsidian Knight,” he nods his head at his men. “Those are going to be future Obsidian Knights because we’re re-writing the rules. Between them and The Vault, no one can stop us.”

"Yes, I have. But I barely know her and she's a Ladurgal." "No way!” he exclaimed, “so I'll be having a member of Ladurgal in the family. You know back in the days when El Altunia was in a war with La Chandral, we needed help to fight and the Ladurgal chose to help us without even thinking twice. You have to choose her for your mated ceremony, Lucian." "But what about Sazia father? What would I do about her?" "Sazia was a mistake, she is not your mate. You don't have to worry about her, she may probably pick a mate today. But you must choose the girl you found. "

Brandon Knight had lost his genuine concern for other people. His so-called pals were OK, but he was well aware that none of them would be really concerned if he vanished from the face of the world. His father didn't care about him or know anything about him, his mother abandoned him, his uncle abused him, and his aunt kicked him out of the house. He would occasionally throw himself pity parties and go through periods of self-destruction. He and Kevin would get so inebriated that they would start hitting on guys in bars. He would use bricks to smash the windshields of people's cars as they drove by. He'd challenge anyone to have a fuck with him. Possibly, if some jerk had enough balls, someo

Nighttime and drowned in his world the gaint didn't realize a small figure running through the dark, from the opposite side of the alley, right towards him. ~ BAM~ The phone went down on the street with a loud clank sound, which was once in the hands of the gaint just mere seconds ago. The clash between that small figure and gaint caused both of them to fall hard to the ground. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL... "

The two of them just stared at each other, and I was, standing there like the odd one out. The last two years had been kind to my brother. No scars, no missing limbs. His ashy blond hair tied back into a low ponytail, right at the base of his neck. Clean shaven as always, a golden tint taken to his skin. Lean, and dorky in appearance, but still able to hold his own in a one on one. “...mate…” They both just said, in a very unison tone. My guess is the wolves were going insane inside their heads.

"They must be truly desperate." "Those aren't ordinary soldiers," Serena warned. "Those are hunter-knights, trained specifically to combat supernatural threats. Their weapons are blessed by the Grand Inquisitor himself. Even with the Soulstone's power, you'd be wise to avoid direct confrontation." The Shadow Knight studied the approaching force. Twenty riders, each representing the pinnacle of the Light's martial prowess. They moved with disciplined precision, scanning the terrain with the practiced efficiency of predators tracking prey.