Masked Knight Novels & Stories

I said loudly and Knight immediately turned around and placed his hands on my mouth. “Stop shouting ! We need to find a way to escape so that you can stay alive and come back for vengeance. It won’t make sense for us to fight them now , we will both end up dead” Knight Whispered close to my face , this made me to have a closer view of his eyes. They were light brown with golden freckles , he is wearing a mask and face cap so I couldn’t see the rest of his face properly. “Over there! I can see 2 figures over there!” We heard the annoying voice and the sounds of more people running towards us.

“You might be powerful because you kiss Beliar’s ass, but I am determined not to let anyone touch what is mine!” The Seeker slightly narrowed his eyes and kept sending more dark spells into the shield. Sweat rolled down Milton’s temples as he fought to keep the shield up. His mana was burning fast, and he was almost out of replenishing potions. It was the first time he had encountered and fought a Seeker, and while he was the Royal Mage of Nordmar, he wasn’t sure if he would make it through this encounter alive.

Havoc declared through the proxy crystal opening his arms as though embracing the very city and the people themselves. The knights now clung to ever word this masked man uttered as though they were hearing from a prophet. Their eyes wild and blood shot. Whatever choice they made, they would only have seconds to make their decision. The knights glanced to the proxy crystal, then back to the onrush of soldiers and monster of a rabbit golem. Back to the crystal, back to the enraged enemy soldiers who were charging at them. !!! All the knights glanced around trying to see what the others would do, but all of them were silent until -

Knights, mana sword knights, magicians from the tower. That's the ones that are supposed to participate in the subjugation.I thought for mor eminutes before coming into a good plan. Mana sword knights are the one who was supposed to slice the dragon wings while the magicians will set up a barrier around the surrounding of the drago so once it turns into berserk mode, it won't cause too much damage around the mountain. In short, we are basically jailing it. With the barrier around it, it won't be ablw to go o

I lifted my hips but he kicked me back down. "Please..." I cried out. "Please? oh please. You ruined my life the moment I married you. I shouldn't have married you. Papa made me do it." He said and bent to my level. He placed his hand on both sides of my cheek and held it tightly. Next, he gripped my neck and I choked on my saliva. I couldn't breathe properly. "Lo...Lo...Enzo..." "Look at me." He demanded. I did as he said. I looked into his deep, blue hair. There was no doubt he was handsome only if people knew the type of man he is in secret. What was I expecting? I got married to the most dangerous mafia in the world.

Above his head was a heavy closed wasteland with visor and chin (section of armor that protects the mouth and chin) reminiscent of the one used by knights during the early 15th century, the wasteland visor was completely smooth, only having the eye holes. On his hips was a belt from which hung two long swords, both were to the left of him and although their edges could not be seen due to their respective sheaths, their hilts were beautifully designed. The first had a white Mikarta handle (a material made with a combination of resin and cloth subjected to pressure and heat) and both the guard and the knob were made of Adamantite, a magical metal considered one of the three most resistant meta

Somewhere in the depths of the glimmering village, Amanda, Granger, Westfall, and Cressendra are waiting, watching over Kenna for us. None of us knows what’s going to happen. I’m not even sure how to do this. But as I sweep my gaze back toward my mate and my brother, I see the mystics appearing in their white robes and crystal masks, and then one of them appears behind me. She places the Firestone mask in my hands then brushes her thumb over my forehead in a silent blessing. Chills skitter up and down my spine, but I hold firm. I will not be afraid. I will not yield.

” Die! The scepter then charged its headpiece with dark purple energy to eliminate them. But then, a green armored knight with a red “x” on his chest appeared from the sky and clashed away the enchantress’s blast away from the crusaders. " Protect the child, now!” The knight said in a muffled, deep voice. The knight’s entire face was covered in a green armored helmet, red x on a metallic plate covering its eyes, and a reflective mouth guard hiding the rest of its face.

(HIS AFFECTION) “YOU WILL BE ‘HIM’ IN THAT WORLD, AS YOU WILL TAKE THE SPOT OF THE HOLDER IN THAT BOOK. YOU WHO IS THE DARK REFLECTION OF THEIR OFFSPRING. YOU MUST FULFILL YOUR INTENDED DESTINY AS YOU SHALL PLAY UNTO MY GAME AS MY KNIGHT. MY BLACK KNIGHT, RAMIEL.” To the wind that blew its eerie wind and the moon that is in full. Somehow resembles a priceless diamond, but a curse is hidden in between its beautiful façade. The sakura petals fall unto his way as a voice wakes him up and made him realize.

"Very well. Since you're a man of principles, you have my trust." He then emerged from the shadows, an elderly man with gray hair and a steel mask covering half his face strode out. His expression was cold, and he carried a string of prayer beads in one hand. Frank's heart skipped a beat when he saw him—the terrible pressure that man projected made it clear he was Transcendentrank! He could not help remembering what Sienna Noirot of Cloudnine Sect told him… that dangers lurked everywhere across Draconia. And now, it was clear that he lacked vital knowledge on the martial elites in play.