Lonely Knight Novels & Stories

I'd rather a death be quick and painless then of freaking starvation. I haven't been taken from my room in days. I wish I knew how long I've been here. Of course no one is probably looking. The only "friends" I had were the ones I worked with at the club. And my boss is probably pissed that I haven't shown up to work. So I'm never going to be found because no one is looking. Downsides of being a loner. If you ever get kidnapped, you're fucked.

It became deeper, smoother, a melody I hadn't heard in years. "Once, in a kingdom far away, a kingdom made of glass and cold promises, there was a Knight. He wasn't a Prince, and he didn't have a white horse. He was just a man with a sword made of hope and a heart that was far too loud for his own good." I leaned my forehead against the cold doorframe, my breath catching in my throat.

Ken said trying to calm me down. The Knights is a group of five Sins famous for strength and unity. The members are King, Queen, Heart, Spade, and Ace, the leader. As of now, The Knights are on top of the leader board after defeating us last month. I’ve been aiming to challenge Ace again but the rules won’t allow two team members in combat consecutively. The combat schedules are made by the MC’s and they made a system wherein a no Sins will fight again within a span of four months. That means I have to wait to be able to fight Ace again. Deep in me, this combat doesn’t mean that much. I just came here to see her again. I wanted to know who she really is. I once had my doubts but things just

The very air seemed to vibrate with power, the tension building with each incantation. Amidst the storm of magic, I glimpsed fleeting moments of Seraphina, reminders of the bond we once shared. But such sentiments had no place in this battle—my loved ones' safety depended on my triumph. Just as Seraphina's attacks surged with newfound ferocity, a deafening roar reverberated through the room, drowning out the symphony of power. Lucas stormed into the fray, a red wolf of unyielding determination. His presence radiated strength and resolve, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on Seraphina.

And being on the outside gave me plenty to notice. Like those sharp glares cutting my way, thrown with the precision of circus knives by curious she-wolves and a few nosy weres, all silently demanding to know why I was sitting next to Andrew, chatting with his left and right hand like I belonged there. Better not to indulge in real conversations with the guys – no need to stir extra drama. I had to lie low. I was “omega” and a lone wolf, after all. In some packs, that’s practically a death sentence. Okay, maybe not that dramatic – probably more of a rogue thing – but close enough. Every pack has its underdog. The weakest link. Whether you’re made into one or forced into becoming one depends

I can't help but to blush over the fact that lone was the one to come rescue me ,like my knight in shiny armor, i guess the mate bond is already at work ,gradually drawing him closer into my arms ,I'm not going to lie this really has me confused right now ,his coming over to save me sure shows that he cares about me ,even if its just a little, i guess that witch was right after all he really did come to my rescue ,I'll just have to find a way to draw closer to him and snatch that necklaces off his neck ,i don't know exactly how I'm going to do it but I'll sure find a way ,i have no idea where this dragon is taking me to right now and i have no idea how to control him ,should i tap his back

He guffawed and laughed , he was seeing such an interesting man after many decades , not decades, after centuries and centuries . The black mist ; which was gathering towards the magic circle and configuring into a 'certain' something for a long time finally, took form into something which aroused the spectators' and Lienne's curiosity — the dark mist, which appeared out of nowhere, formed into a physique of a knight and a configuration of a violet horse i.e. the knight's horse. On the top of the horse, sat the knight wearing a purple armour, with a badge of a peacock on the left side of his armour . He was holding one of the 7 deadly weapons - Gallows Dodger of the sin of pride .

“Yes, he needs us. For now. What happens to us when he no longer needs us??? What have you gotten us into?!!!” Before I could say anything, several Lycan knights – dressed in black head to toe, appeared. In the light, their armor glistened with SCALES???? What was that???. These looked like dragon scales. Is the Dark Lord working with dragons??? And if so, does First Dragon know of this??? The knights, whose faces I could not see, looked extremely intimidating. I could not tell if they were all male warriors, as most looked almost identical. Standing over 6.5 feet, their long muscular bodies were adorned with various swords and daggers, some other interesting weapons I had never seen. Each h

The two of us took a step back, avoiding the raging creature before knights turned their attention to attacking us once again, protecting the lion who kept his eyes on Elijah. The man’s body rose to the air, freezing completely as if turning to stone before that stone exploded. My heart raced against my chest as the key landed around the lion’s neck once again. Natalia’s hands shook as she looked at the ‘stone’ that broke before it turned to a knight, one like the others who had their swords extended toward us, ready to attack. “These knights are all people who died?” Natalia asked, “these games did not just start now.” “They have been going on for centuries, dimwit.” Riya said, glaring dagg

replies Sir Comolot. “Don’t you disrespect me like that Comolot. I want guards there pronto.” “ Yes your majesty but may I remind you that I am going to put only two of my knights in training with regular clothes with 5 daggers, 1 sword, and 1 shield each and that is my final offer.” “ Deal. What are these lads names anyways?” “ Anthony and Leonardo.” “Ok. Meeting is adjourned”