Red Knight Novels & Stories

“Edal. That clan has a long history with the Grenyaar, if memory serves.” “The Edal have been Black Knights for many generations,” said Andric with pride. “They were noble Grenyaar, all.” Kotchel stared into the distance, idly fingering the sword. “I see.” The Sorcerer raised the blade again, gazing closely at it. For an instant, it seemed that a pale green glow flickered about it, and the Sorcerer’s eyes glowed as well in response. Andric blinked, wondering if he was mistaken. Perhaps the flickering light from the brazier had reflected from the blade. But why would it seem to be such an unnatural green color? He shook his head. He had been too long in the dim cell; he did not fully trust hi

I extend my hand and pluck out a box of tea with a vivid painting of a ballroom and nobility from the regency era. The labeling states Royal British Earl Grey. Oooh, Interesting! I'd like to try this sometime. Placing it back, my eyes drift to a box with a painting of a silver dragon soaring over an emerald European countryside. A determined-looking medieval knight clad in armor sits atop the dragon's neck. The Knights' dark blue surcoat whipped in the wind behind him, a blue Christian Cross in the middle of his doublet. Sword raised in one hand while in the other a shield covered with the same Cross. Tufts of his blonde hair escape through his open helmet.

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

Jeremiah became curious; he decided to cancel his purchase and went to see what happened. He came into the crowd and saw some knights with silver armors were having a heated argument with another knight who wore a leather-black armor. Jeremiah observed the black knight carefully; he had black silky hair, white smooth skin, and hazel eyes. Jeremiah realized that, except for the knight muscly figure, they shared similar physical features. ‘Is the black knight an omega, like me?’ He wondered. ‘Yes, you’re right, boy,’ Armadale added, ‘and judging by his armor, he’s a Paltiti’s paladin.’

And that is when I saw him. The Knight Commander, Gideon Malik. The infamous Iron Wolf. He stood near the dais, silent and watchful, wearing dark velvet instead of his usual steel. Even without armor, he radiated danger. Broad shoulders, a sharp jaw, and eyes like glacial storms. He was devastatingly handsome and equally terrifying. My stomach knotted. I had never spoken to him, never stood close enough to see his smile. Beside him, Lady Kalali fluttered like a jewel-colored bird. Blond hair piled high in curls, hazel eyes sparkling, lips painted red. The Queen’s cousin. And officially the most beautiful woman in Jelita, according to last year’s beauty contest.

“What the hell is a Dragon Knight? Are dragons real?” Felix continued. “Dragons are real. They keep to themselves, mostly, but they are controlled and ridden by Dragon Knights. Each knight gets a dragon at birth, one that was hatched around the same time he was born. And they are bonded for life. My dragon is Ignatius. You saw him yesterday.” I spoke slowly. “There were two dragons.” “The other one was Hades. He belongs to Charles.” I wanted to curl up and scream. “So you have magic?”

Narrowing my eyes at him . 'Okay but I've one condition.' 'What's that ?" Drystan asked, his eyes sparked in hope. 'I want you to become my personal knight and serve me .' His face lost its smile. Yeah , I knew it . He was just bluffing and tricking me into his attempt to get a Ruby pendant. What is he doing? Drystan suddenly kneeled down in front of me . 'I vow to become your knight and serve you till my last breath.' An oath of allegiance was made and there was crazy thunder lightning in the sky. The warriors who were chaining me down got striked by lightning. Causing them to collapse, losing the body fluid and turning into skeletons.

Brandon Knight had lost his genuine concern for other people. His so-called pals were OK, but he was well aware that none of them would be really concerned if he vanished from the face of the world. His father didn't care about him or know anything about him, his mother abandoned him, his uncle abused him, and his aunt kicked him out of the house. He would occasionally throw himself pity parties and go through periods of self-destruction. He and Kevin would get so inebriated that they would start hitting on guys in bars. He would use bricks to smash the windshields of people's cars as they drove by. He'd challenge anyone to have a fuck with him. Possibly, if some jerk had enough balls, someo

Their faces were red and trying to focus on their practice. There are even Bedros residence animals that help them to train, both as friends to carry out attacks, ambushes and also duels. Altair who stood from the top of the ravine hiding behind a tree saw their activities that night from above. The knights there were outsiders from the Rhodes region. The thing that attracted Altair to their presence was the tattoo on their right shoulder, in the shape of a coiled wolf and different colored eyes. "What's the difference from the color of the eyes?" asked Altair curiously.