Novels Knights Novels & Stories

“They shall not, indeed. However, the only ones we need to worry about to start with, are their children. Well, they are hardly children now; but you know what I mean.” “I'm not sure I understand, how do I prove myself to them?” Lynnette asked. Vaughan gave a thoughtful sound, then explained, “the Knights are usually made up of children of noble families, who are not the heir to their family in some way. This tends to breed many spoiled men and women, who will challenge you in every possible way... from wanting to fight you, to prove they are the better warrior, to insults intended to enrage you. Do ignore such taunting. They do this as a means of weeding out those they deem unworthy, and th

Now, they sent out a bigger force. A large group of the original Knights of Death. Vincent knew it because the original Knights of Death wore armor and carried a trident each. Those who didn’t wear armors were just their followers from the realms. Vincent placed his hand on Cohen’s wolf and said, “Get your paws healed. The blades they’re using are poisonous.” “I’ll be fine,” Cohen said to him. “You’re as stubborn as ever.” Vincent cracked his neck and knuckles. “I promised myself not to rely on my wolf after what had happened in the past. But it seems I have to break that promise.”

The head of the Knights sent three of his men to check what was happening outside of their walls. Desire and every other person in the mansion waited all day for the men sent to return. The loud, sharp sound didn’t stop and it went on for hours. Cassandra held on to Desire all through as the little girl was scared of what was happening. Desire swallowed hard at her gut feeling. Even though she didn’t know what that sound was, she knew the war had begun but decided to keep quiet and not say anything to avoid putting everyone in a bad state of mind. By the time the knights returned, the loud sound was already nearer to their gates, they could hear it clearly. The knights that had been sent rod

(BLACK KNIGHTS) “NOW, now, now. Who could that be?” Beatrice asks, giggling and still dancing under the shade of the blood red moon. Thinking, no, planning her next move while she is weighing the facts, the significance and darkness of the characters of this world and book will benefit her. The perfect two knights that she needed. The rightful once to own the black title. “Of course!” she laughs, coming with the conclusion and choosing the ones that she needed to be her pieces. “Let’s have that person, shall we?”

said Meera, hopping over a stone, "but there were others fairer still. One was the wife of the dragon prince, who'd brought a dozen lady companions to attend her. The knights all begged them for favors to tie about their lances." "This isn't going to be one of those love stories, is it?" Bran asked suspiciously. "Hodor doesn't like those so much." "Hodor," said Hodor agreeably. "He likes the stories where the knights fight monsters." "Sometimes the knights are the monsters, Bran. The little crannogman was walking across the field, enjoying the warm spring day and harming none, when he was set upon by three squires. They were none older than fifteen, yet even so they were bigger than him, all

Frontier Knights are superior over normal Knights as they are given medicines to boost their magic in times of need, but even without the medicine a single frontier knight could take out 20 knights. At the very top is the Royal Knights, the ones who receive direct orders from the King. Known for their massive mana reserves and high aptitude in using magic, they are agile, smart, flexible and could fight for more than a day without rest. Trained by the person who brought down an enemy army on his own.

There are three types of Knights in the association: (1) the High Knights who were the ones closest to the royal family of the Laera Kingdom; (2) the warriors, the Knights who received missions from the High Knights through the Head of the Knights Association, and; (3) the mentors, who mold the Knights for three years into strong, capable warriors. Major Dylan watched horrified as his students charged at the water clone. Leon created dozens of his own which dog piled the Aidan water clone. Sophia, Zain, and the real Leon ran around the wiggling mass of magic clones and shot towards the real Aidan holding him captive.

“Sorry, boss; we didn’t think anyone would make it.” Dominic was at a loss for words, so he took a deep breath and loosened his necktie. “What are you doing here?!? Find a way! Find the person who wrote the article!” he yelled, but his men looked away, so he frowned. “What?.” “Ah… Boss, the Knights have blocked us; they have asked us not to interfere because they have said they will take care of it.” He just smacked the table again. According to Dominic, Knights are like that because they would rather not ask for help from others because they can take care of it, but Scarlett and their children are his concern here.

Aria closed her eyes, unable to take the intensity of his gaze, her lips unconsciously puckering up. His ringtone sounded loudly, startling Aria. With his arms still around her waist, he picked up. Yes, the first word tinged with irritation, Ok I’m on my way. I have to leave Yes, that’s alright. I’ll see you tonight, he left but not before stealing a light peck. It was only after he left that Aria finally breathed. Had he always been like this? She’d obviously heard of Roman Knight, but he was always described as a ruthless man with no patience or tolerance for anyone. The fact that unlike those second-generation heirs, he’d never had any scandal with a woman, made people question his sexual

Somewhere in the dark, Daniel Cross was alive but not safe. And someone, unseen and patient, was watching the Knights again. The storm wasn’t over. It had just begun.