Sleepy Knights Novels & Stories

"Well, that changed when I became your number one knight." George rolled his eyes. His feet moved again and took him to stand in front of the dirty knight. "You could always ask for something better to wear." "What? Too dirty for your liking, your majesty?" Anthony chuckled, shoving the king gently. Anthony liked his attire. His ripped black jeans with custom made knee pads over them. The leather strap across his chest that held a sword or a bow (it depended on the day, really). The metal chest pad over his green sweater—the sleeves rolled up to reveal his muddy and scarred arms after each day. The black cloak tied around his neck. It was just him, and he couldn't imagine himself in anything

And with that, she plunged headfirst into the world of the five Knights, her plan to charm one of them taking shape with each detail she uncovered. ## The Five Knights: A Closer Look Aza's eyes scanned the screen, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and trepidation. She was diving headfirst into the world of "The Five Knights," the enigmatic owners of Knights Advertising Company. This was her shot at saving Oz, and she was determined to make it work. Onyx Samaniego: The Chick Magnet

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. ********

But since they deemed this war as quite a safe war, the lack of healers wasn't considered a problem. "Come on, come on, hurry priests!" Suddenly there was a commotion outside. The priests from the central temple, who were standing upright and moving forward, hurried towards the commotion. The abdomen of a knight's white armor was mangled, with blood spilling out to stain the golden pattern. The knight was motionless, and there were three more injured arriving behind him. The Black Viper Knights who had reconciled in the west were uninjured, so they could only assume that Soma's army had attacked by surprise from the east.

He smiled, and I walked over to Slasher. I kicked him in the butt, and he turned around pissed. I smiled, and he lightened up before throwing his arm on my shoulders. "Took you long enough to get down here." I hit his arm playfully. "Hey, you're the one that sucks at giving directions." He just ruffed up my hair and turned back to the guys. "You all remember Cobra right? Cobra, this is Hash, Flame, Blade, and Twist." I held back laughter at their names. I mean, mine isn't much better but still.

Without him knowing he was fast asleep on the couch in an uncomfortable position. It was around 11 pm when Yeon reached back home and pressed the doorbell. Jun stirred in his sleep when he heard the doorbell. He hurriedly went to open it only to find an exhausted Yeon standing with his shoulders hanged low. Jun moved a bit to let the gaint get in the house and closed the door behind. As Yeon was walking towards his room Jun just stretched out his hand in front of the gaint making him confused. " Give me your coat and bag I'll keep it,"

He couldn’t shake the feeling that everything was about to change—for better or worse. When the clock struck at 1:45 a.m., Chris gathered the troops. The warriors moved silently, their dark uniforms blending into the night as they positioned themselves along the perimeter of Knight Pack’s territory. The cool night air was still, unnaturally so, as if the land itself was holding its breath. At exactly 2:00 a.m., a long, eerie howl pierced the silence. It was the signal. Chris gave a curt nod to the warriors beside him. "Go."

With my eyes still close, I receive the call and press it on my ear, "Hello, who is that?" What I hear from the caller makes me jump out of my bed in horror. "I will be there in ten minutes. Could you please not let anyone get close to him?" Damn, where the hell is my key? I curse internally for not finding my motorcycle's key when I need it the most.

A baby wailed in a burning cradle until silence swallowed it whole. Three dozen Royal Knights—the finest warriors of the southern territory—arrived on griffin-back, blades drawn, magic flaring. They lasted seven minutes. Lightning struck their beasts from the sky. The witches toyed with them. Aldrian smashed through shields and bone like a demon from the pits of forgotten hells. One knight crawled, bloodied and sobbing, toward a broken scepter of communication—but his head was torn clean off before he reached it. The forest swallowed the screams, the smoke, the cries.

They perform poorly too . The Knights in his squardon too , started to look down upon Chelsea , whenever someone was sent for performing his duty , they will slip by and return to their cabins , hence , the Knights who should have been guarding , Chelsea last night were sleeping peacefully , until they were rudely awoken by their team mates , when the news regarding Chelsea running out of the mansion in night spread around.