Medievil Sir Daniel Fortesque Novels & Stories

Daniel walked for hours around the city. He was determined to go anywhere other than back to the Bostonian. He had so many things running through his head. His father sends Wyatt to see if he can be saved and stop the war that both sides have been waiting for. Elizabeth and him having a son and he’s eleven, and his life's in the same danger as Elizabeths. Daniel just wanted to walk away from all of this. How he wished that it had been Wyatt that was Forsaken instead of him. He felt everything way too much to be cut out for this job. These twelve years of soul collecting. So many souls collected for a war that might never happen. So many people sacrificed for what.

Daniel dusted himself and stood straight like he was not stuck on a wall like a bitten up mosquito a few minutes ago. "Thanks ". He cleared his throat and turned to me. Straightening his shoulder and putting his left arm behind his back and right hand in front of him with a bend he introduced himself like a Royal butler. " The name is Daniel . I am Beta of Red Moon pack. Your's name madame" Said in fake British accent. I giggled a little and play along with him.

“As I said in the alley, I'm not looking for a confrontation. I just want to talk with you.” “Why do you want to talk to me? Who are you?” “I am an old friend of your Uncle Christopher's. My name is Dansk.” “Are you a friend of my uncle? A vampire?” Daniel was a little skeptical, and he chuckled in disbelief. “I was the one who told your uncle about the attack in the cabin. We both took you home, and we were there when you became what you are now.” “Were you the one who attacked my girlfriend and me?” Daniel began to feel fury again, his eyes turned slightly red and he clenched his fists tightly.

Following her order, the dark-skinned man beside her walked forward, kicked the chair over, and kicked Sonia's stomach hard. The sharp pain almost made Sonia faint. Just as James was about to kick her for the second time, the tall and skinny man standing next to them suddenly stopped him. "My lady, she is Mr. Daniel's woman. Just let her off with a warning, or else it will be difficult to explain this to Mr. Daniel," he said to Valery. The mere thought of Daniel made the man shiver. In Dragon City, the moment people from the government and underworld heard the name "Daniel", they would start trembling with fear.

Niel knocked on the king's door. “Come in.” “Your Majesty, a letter from King Lucian just arrived.” Daniel raised an eyebrow, “Lucian? Isn't he in the middle of a battle?” his heart stopped beating for a second. “Give me the letter,” he mumbled. He opened the envelope, his hands shaking with fear. Dear king Daniel, it is unfortunate to announce that Virtus lost the battle against Exodius. We lost many soldiers and numerous ones were badly hurt and one of them is the royal knight, Andry Harrington.

It was frustrating, hateful, temper-damaging to be in the closest place to him and still feel unattainable. It summed up the definition of insufficiency, as well as belittling my name. That cretin. - Run, you injured people - I shout when looking back seeing that my men did not follow my step. They reported a confrontation at the back and Daniel's scent gave away his presence there. From the beginning of programming the attack, Daniel made clear his essential priority there, to kill Castiel Corfin. He was the first to enter, stating that he didn't need that suspense or preparation to find the perfect moment to reveal us, nor the distractions. With the castle falling, the enemies dissipating

The falcons, who had broken down the gate, all came to a halt when they saw the Portal. "You're right Galore, I ordered them," Lord Daniel said, stepping out of the portal, following closely was Zelik and the portal closed. "You? What are you doing here Daniel?" Galore asked in surprise. "And what do you think I am doing Galore? For so many years you have taken what is mine," "And what is that?" Galore demanded. "The throne," "If you need the throne, you have to fight me but not with your strange creatures." "Oh, forgive my bad, I did not come here to exchange words with you Galore, I am only here for three things, the throne, kill Ruthless and take back my mate from him," Lord Daniel announ

“Do you know how much he hated you?” “Who… What are you?” she quavers. He smiles, crouching down right in front of her. “I’m Daniel, for the moment.” He grinds his finger into his temple. “I can hear his every thought, his every secret… He is so very glad old Charlie is dead and in the ground.” Jessi flinches, and ‘Daniel’ cups a hand to her cheek. “He despised you just as much as dear old dad. You betrayed him, and the inquisitors whipped him, starved him… and all but fed him to a demon.”

the old maid servant, who looked surprised by what Daniel was doing, tried to push Daniel's muscular body away from Morana. Daniel gave Morana a sharp look before letting go, he didn't want to make a fuss in front of this old woman, who had taken care of him and Quirino since childhood, it felt inappropriate. It wasn't until Morana felt Daniel's grip loosen, that she pulled her hand hard and moved away from him, as much as possible out of his arm reached. Morana's eyes stared at the man with wary and writhing anger mixed together.