Novels About Knights Novels & Stories

“Glennwood? I have never known anyone by that name. And you say I killed this man? I think you must have the wrong person. I’m sorry for your loss, uhh… sir. But can you tell me more?” The man’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t believe you.” Still barring the way in front of me, Cillium began to snarl. I laid a hand on my young knight's shoulder, quieting him. I could feel the tension within him with or without his ability. I felt the same. *Do we attack, Alpha?* Surry’s voice came from behind us.

She shook her head, a sense of defeat settling in. The Greek Gods of Advertising "No wonder these Knights are so popular with women," she mused, a hint of admiration in her voice. "Just these three alone are incredibly impressive. They're like Greek gods who descended from Mount Olympus to charm the world." She couldn't help but think back to the handsome stranger who'd rescued her earlier. "He could definitely be one of these Knights. They're all wealthy, and Mia was right – they seem elusive, with very little information available about them. They're practically anti-social! How can I charm them if I don't know anything about them? These three are out of the question. Who's number two?"

I closed my eyes when I got in the shower. I can see my nerd, I mean that nerd I bumped into today. But I am kind of curious why she didn’t fall to her knees for me. She did smile at first, then I had to open my big fat mouth and ruin it. God, she is going to be a pain in the ass. I can tell. But then I had an awful idea. Maybe I don’t have to stay away from her. Maybe I can tease and make her life a living hell while she is in my kingdom. If it is so bad for her. Maybe she will leave on her own. But what if I can’t get her to leave? Then I will make her bow down to me. Then she won’t like the outcome when it comes down to that. I will make it so bad for her. No one tells the Knight’s off a

He sat in the pew opposite mine, refusing to accompany my entourage under our private umbrella. The jousters, with lances in hand, charged forth, their steeds aflight. Their armor glinting, like stars, in the sunlight's radiant light. The crash of wood, the thunder of hooves, the crowd's ecstatic roar. As the knights clashed, their valor and prowess, forever to adore by the crowd. In this fleeting moment, the weight of tradition, and the fire of desire, to see these noble knights, their honor, and their hearts, set on high, like a burning pyre. For in this medieval spectacle, we found a glimpse of chivalry's golden age. What was supposed to be a testament to courage, loyalty, and the unyield

The presence of these warrior knights seemed to be the only thing left in the world! Such a terrifying sight was simply a weapon of siege! The knights were charging over! In the sky, the blonde king of disciples had a stern look in his eyes as he looked down at Fulton, who was drowning in a sea of attacking knights! This was his strongest attack!

Your looks can no longer please my eyes, Christoph, you look like a demon with horns in my sight now. “It's just---! Who would show their neck in front of their enemies?!” Christoph pounded his bottle above my head as he asked in an obvious tone. I grunted in pain and glared at him “But I was about to get my weapon! How could I fight without it?” “That’s why I’ll be teaching you how to fight barehanded.” My eyes glimmered in excitement as he winked with a smile. Yes! This is what I should be taught! Noble ladies do not bring their swords with them. Some would not even learn how to use it since they have escorts with them all the time. No wonder, in most stories, there would always be a scene

Unlike them, Victor’s expression never softened when he looked at her. What kind of man was Roman Knight? But one thing was for sure, Somewhere within the massive estate, Roman Knight was there. And tomorrow, she would finally have to face him properly.

“Can we come to visit you soon? I want to show everyone in the pack my new sword!” I can’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm, the sound bubbling up like a melody. “Yes, little warrior. But remember, we must be careful. A knight must always be responsible.” Arthenon, more reserved but equally eager, joins us, his eyes shining with admiration as he grips his wooden sword. “Are you really a knight now, Aloria? Like in the stories?” I kneel down to their level, my heart overflowing with love for my brothers. “I am, but being a knight means more than just titles and armor. It means being brave, helping others, and always standing up for what is right.”

The knights prepared their weapons, as expected of a special unit in charge of the royal family, their weaponry was one of the most powerful that the kingdom could offer. Semi-automatic rifles, halberds, and swords infused with magic, unbreakable shields, and armors that inspired respect among their comrades. They could have fought with all their might if their enemy wasn´t the people they were supposed to protect. What´s worse, they didn´t know the reason for their actions, so the guilt of killing a possible victim will haunt them for as long as they live. But they had to do it, if not, they would be defying all the things they stand for as the protectors of the first prince.

On our journey, Raif and Selestra talked animatedly about frivolous things, but I hung back, dreading that I would soon be alone with Selestra and would have to test my resolve. As soon as I got to my castle and Selestra was safely at her friend’s home, I planned to take the first serving wench or two to my bed and have my way with them both. As a Knight of England, there were always beautiful women willing to relieve a knight’s sexual frustrations. I had no problem attracting women. As a knight, I had developed muscles that I never had before from the extensive training and wielding the heavy steel swords.