Red Knight Novels & Stories

Knight burst into a horrified scream as they kept on. "Stop that! Stop that now!" Raven burst into shouting but no one listened to him. The nails tore Knight's whole palm before he fell from the tall cross right into the ground without being able to move a little. "They broke his legs and arms..." Simon exclaimed under his breath as he saw through Knight's weird movement. "Ahhh!" Raven screamed in the excruciating pain that burst in his chest as Iron laughed and approached Knight. "Iron Hogan!" Raven dashed forward as he shouted, "I, Raven White, son of Noah White, challenged you into a dual fight for the Alpha's title!"

At last, they forced the older to agree and let him marry her; they have three sons and three daughters. But unfortunately, Aubrey’s father, Alex Knight, was the head of the knight family after his father, and his two younger brothers became his enemy for this head position. It destroyed his happiness; it’s another day's story. The Knight family’s second son, Jack Knight, is a womanizer, and The third son, June knight, differs from his other brothers, shady and cunning. Their elder daughter, Freya knight, and the younger daughter, Lia knights are bitching because of the knight family; they are overly hypnotizing.

The rest of the box is white quartz which has a cavity inside it to hold the pieces. Jessie squeals running her hands over it, then she opens it to reveal the pieces inside it. Which are all in their own little divots in blue velvet cushioning. The pieces are unlike anything he’d ever seen before, the two sets are made of Damascus steel, one in blue and one in gold. The rooks, are styled to look like the bird of the same name, the knights are horses rampant. The bishops are men with mitres on, and carrying croziers.

Their horses marched through the carnage, unmindful of the horrors that were happening around them. The Black Knight clad in armor that had a dragon face helmet with two huge fins like horns on the ear side was leading the group. Looking at his right palm, he winced in a grin under his helmet, still feeling the tingling sensation on it; glowing purple veins kept pulsating along with each struck of pain as he tried to keep it steady. “My lord, my lord!” The voice of the man on the left side echoed as he tried to keep phase with the one leading them.

Arth saw the knight's ruby badge placed at the center of his silver chest armor. ‘Woah... It's my first time to see a Grand Knight. His ruby badge is so cool!’ Arth thought excitedly. The knights stopped in front of the competitors and the grand knight stepped forward. Arth could not see the face because of the helm the knight was wearing. The grand knight’s armor was quite different from the others with him. There were golden lines at the edges of his silver armor, including his helm. His posture manifested his full-blooded body as he looked at the warriors in a calm manner.

The waterfall behind the Crimson Knight didn't sound like water; it sounded like the rhythmic weeping of a thousand lost souls, its crimson-tinted spray misting the obsidian armor of our executioner. The third Knight raised his black claymore. The weapon didn't just catch the light; it ate it. "You smell of starlight and wet fur," the Knight’s voice rattled inside his helmet, a sound like dry bone scraping on metal. "A Queen of ghosts and a King of dogs. Neither shall leave the Silent Dominion."

"The clubhouse... it’s lit up like a Christmas tree, Prez. But those aren't our colors on the gate." Ruan’s jaw set into a hard, white line. He didn't slow down. "Describe them." "Red and gold," Vulture spat. "The Crimson Kings. They’re a gutter gang from the valley. They wouldn't dare breathe our air if the Phantoms were whole." "They think the King is dead," I whispered, clutching Ruan’s waist. I could feel the heat radiating off him, a simmering volcano ready to erupt. "They think the board is clear."

I The border with Kirdan, stretched as long as the eye could see, the ground trembled with their gallop. They rode without rest, for days, swift as a wind, for they must deliver a message to Albin. Important news await, which he alone must hear. Their armors were the same; hard to spot the difference between them, the heraldry, which hung on their right shoulder, was the same; a yellow turtle on a green field, the sigil of House Transin. The bull horn-helmed knight stopped for a moment, looked at the worn-down signpost. His dark green eyes looked at the names on the board. He mounted his steed, turned to the other direction and galloped, the others followed in toe.

Idiot. Rochefort - Tell the Supreme Commander that when next we meet, I'll be the ruler of Eden. Kuro - Right... I'll do that. When he finished asking his questions, the Black Knight faded away into the shadows in the same manner he had appeared. Rochefort - Now, let's finish this up. Rochefort shifted gears and removed his eyepatch. It had gotten twisted, and he intended to put it back on properly. His normally hidden eye was imprinted with the crest of a snake eating its own tail.

KYLE RYLE DIONNE The President of the popular paranormal club the Blood +, tag by his title name as the ‘Black Rose Knight’, and one of the Academy’s seven popular students, ‘The Knight of the Seven Roses’. His standing as the rank 3 in the entire prestigious and international school of Royal Knights Academy marked him with the shadowed black stallion knight horse named Zero.