Red Knight Novels & Stories

they all said together. Unlike the first night we saw each other, their voices seemed… gentler this time. But I could be wrong. I looked away. “Please don’t call me that. I’m no longer a princess. Just call me Katniss.” “We could do that but His Grace would kick all of us out. Therefore, until he tells us to quit, you will remain our princess. By the way, you can call me Onyx. This one is Drake,” he fondly said and pointed at the man with gray eyes. “And the one beside him is Khal. We are His Grace’s knights. The others are on duty at the moment. You will meet the rest of the knights later.”

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

“Then we find them.” They moved through the garrison, clearing rooms, checking for traps. Nothing. No survivors, no attackers. Just the circle and the bodies. Ryn found it in the barracks. A scrap of cloth, black with a silver thread. Not Drayce’s crest. “New player,” she said, handing it to Kade. Kade held it up to the light. “House Kael,” he said quietly. Ryn’s eyes narrowed. “Kael didn’t sign the terms.”

Knights were gathered in clusters—some sharpening blades, some stirring pots over low fires. “Lady Abby!” One of the younger knights waved me over, holding out a small crate. “Mana stones and monster materials,” he said proudly. “Already sorted.” I accepted the crate with a nod. Inside, I could see the dull gleam of stones—half of them still warm from battle. Fangs. Claws. Even a few blackened feathers from one of the rift beasts. “Good work,” I said, voice steady. Alaric stepped up beside me again, glancing down into the crate.

His expression held a mixture of confidence and an underlying intensity that hinted at his powerful nature. The crest of House Blackfire, emblazoned proudly on the king’s cloak, portrayed a giant dragon spitting fire. The emblem was a reflection of their fierce reputation and their legendary status in the North. The dragon, rendered in black, appeared both majestic and terrifying, a symbol of the house’s strength and determination.

Waiting sustains an unshakable expectation in my chest, Nigrum is the first sector that shows me a certain warmth and will of its population; funny because it's the second poorest in Atlanta even though it's extremely important for the country, maybe in my government I can change a lot of things around here, however right now all I can do is feel this energy that emanates from the arena that awaits the girl who will fight for the crown, I'm standing in front of the podium; my gaze remains serious as usual, my eyebrows are drawn together expressing the severity of my soul, I stare at the bottom where a floor of dry sand stretches out; the presenter enters at this moment with an extremely exag

the knight muttered, "This is a misunderstanding. How about you let me go so we talk this out" "Theres nothing to talk about. And i have a clear understanding of the situation" Morgan told him, "You were captured by the yetis and i for trespassing. You should know your kind is forbidden here. You Dornish pigs" "Yeah the Dornish are pigs but im not a Dornish knight" said knight. "You're a knight right? You're dressed like one" Morgan said. "Well sort of" the knight said. Morgan sighed,"You're all the same to me. You're all scum"

Her thoughts short lived as Ezekiel got knocked down hard making him roar as he rolled, Tala coughed violently taking big gusts of air to restore herself, the first thing that came to her was "Ray!?" She looked to see a knight, clad in crimson armor, plates and chainmail, and oddly, a very close resemblance to the one who's name she just called. "My God! Do you all have no honor! I'm starting to get sick of myself watching you slay these dogs, I would vomit here right now!" Vlad screamed at Ezekiel. He looked at Gallant still standing with the heart of the other woman "Pathetic" "Vlad!?" He yelled dropping the heart.

she declared. Tiana did not even take a long while to think about a name. unlike Yalck who was all dark brown, this griffin has other colors mixed in her body is dark brown but her neck has hint of white and a distant red color… Tiana thought to herself. since she could not name Yalck as it was already named, she will give his other eight griffins beautiful and unique name according to their gender.

A woman with blond hair and blue eyes that looked very much like Lucian: Faline Liu, the Knight of Rushing Stream; A man in bronze skin with bulky build: Iwaoka, the Knight of Twilight; Another woman with beastly arms and legs, grinning at them, particularly at Tara Jōn: Tara, the Knight of the Wild Beasts, and; A man in his old age but still strong as the other Knights: Hunter, the Knight of Hollow Earth. Behind them were a total of fifty men and women, all of them had gray eyes and brown hair, and donned in white armor with the insignia of the long lost tribe. They were led by the legendary Water Kryst, Neptos. Clive breathe out an amazement. "The Rein Tribe." Kirsten had a surprise on her