Romans & histoires Sleepy Knights

Drops of spit followed each word he spewed, flying out of his mouth and pouring down on the poor waiter's forehead. "You may be a newcomer, so pay attention, chicken face. We are the Independent States Knights. Our job is to protect your wretched lives, and the very least you can do for us is feed us. So let me be clear about something... If you show me that dumb pen and paper the next time I come here, I'll shove them so far into your face that your..." Alicia's line of sight was abruptly blocked by the green tea guy. He was a few meters away from her, looking the knights down. A huge sack was strapped to his back, which Alicia had not seen before; perhaps he had put it beside him while sip

The second the door shut behind her, the office became quiet again. Still… for some reason, concentrating became harder afterward. I forced myself back into work anyway. The rest of the day passed in meetings and endless paperwork until evening finally arrived. By the time I returned home, darkness had already settled outside. A maid approached me the moment I stepped into the mansion. “Good evening, Mr. Knight.” I removed my watch slowly. “Has she woken up?” The maid hesitated slightly. “No, sir.” My expression hardened faintly. “She’s been sleeping all day?”

BLUE eyes stared as starlight gleamed through the window. The night sky was like a painting as a dusty river of stars that shimmered with dark blues and pale pinks cut through the deep purple background. Hanna's soft snores bounced off the hut walls, the white noise a droning comfort. Faline rolled uncomfortably to her side. With a sleepy yawn, the Knight closed her hidden eyes and focused inward.

The soft cries of Luna echoed through the sunlit nursery, her little fists balled up near her pink cheeks. Zane was already fast asleep in his crib, one hand up like he was about to give a dramatic monologue in his dreams. Talia leaned over the bassinet, gently patting Luna's back, her exhaustion clinging to her like a weighted blanket. Dark circles framed her eyes, her curls tied in a lopsided bun, and a muslin cloth tossed over her shoulder. Motherhood was beautiful, but it was war too, and she was a tired, underpaid soldier.

“Apparently, he was attracted by the bubble wand in my hand. I asked him about his parents and he said his beautiful mommy is getting cereal. And that's how I find Jade, going crazy looking for her kid.” His eyes find me and burn with an underlying curiosity. My body tingles with the same curiosity. “Thank you, Mr. Graves.” Soren steps forward and extends his hand. Knight clasps it firmly, his jaw set in a grim line. “Just call me Knight Morningstar.” “You sure do have a lot of names.” Knight shrugs. “A man cannot rely on just one face. I think you understand that.” A silence passes between both men. It's choking and uncomfortable. I clear my throat and break it. “Soren, honey…we should go n

CHAPTER 1 The Knights MC The Knights Motorcycle Club is made up of 18 guys retired from special forces, thier name is Knights MC. Due to their love of motorcycles and wanting to continue the team mentality like they had when they served, the club was born. They have three teams of six men each. They call them teams A, B, and C. Team A has Prez, Scribe, Cash, Doc, Chopper, and Data on it. Team B includes VP, Soldier, Rocket, Patch, Edge, and Hacker. Team C has Radar, Tracker, Ace, Navy, Jammer, and Gamer on it.

He was utterly still. The others were all pacing around on all fours, beast-like, their eyes blank. He was slumped against one corner of his enclosure. His head was in shadow and I could tell that his breathing was even. I assumed he was sleeping, but as I got closer to the angled panels, I could see that there was blood oozing out from the soles of his feet. There was scar tissue there which looked like it had not been allowed to heal properly.

May the best man win ( He says to himself as he puts his glass up in a toast). LOCATION : EN ROUTE TO HAVEN TIME : 9:00PM DATE : 15TH FEBRUARY, 2077AD The Holy knights set camp across a charred piece of land en route to Haven, the land had gotten dark so they decided to wait out the darkness in the valley. The feature of the valley had been marred heavily by war as it could be seen just by taking a glance around, the same way it was all over the world. Lush forests, long grasses and vegetation as a whole had suffered greatly from the devastating effects of the war which was why finding any form if vegetation outside of the cities of refuge was quite an uphill task. Even climate had suffered

She rubbed her eyes, sat properly, and looked at her watch. “I’m sorry I fell asleep,” She said with a hoarse voice. “Where are we?” “It’s alright,” I said. “We still have about forty minutes of driving until we get to the penthouse. You can sleep again if you like.” “No, I’m fine now, not sleepy anymore.” She said. “Are we home yet?” Klaress suddenly spoke from the back. “Not yet Klar,” Gayle answered her. “Just about forty minutes away from home.”

Wind blew against my side but I barely noticed with my think pelt keeping me warm. Ally and Tori lye in the pile, still toying with each other like puppy's too awake to sleep but too tied to run around. Christian lay on his back, pawing the air as if could catch the thousands of stars dotting the sky. Mikki rests next to Christian; her eyes closed but awake as she listened to the forest sigh and shiver in the wind. Ember lay a few meters away, watching the forest with restless eyes, she shifted every few minutes, unable to get comfortable.