Templar Knight Code Novels & Stories

Then he saw Celine smiled after looking at the small lamp and waved her hand. She looked like she won a lottery when the number keypad was projected in his desk. She tried to key in his birthdate: Access Denied. Her birthdate? Access Denied. Shit! She weighed the pros and cons after 3 failed attempts. If this was a bank, she would most probably suffocated, or get killed by gatling guns. Or police would be alerted. Damn it. Think. Think. Think. What could Daniel possibly use as a passcode? 05-10-15

Some of them took it to ease the pain after the injuries they had suffered; others had developed the habit of using the tincture on regular basis and mixed it with anything. Oliver didn't even want to think what else was in there. He clenched the glass with his hand, threatening to break the delicate crystal. Cian patted heavily on the floor and nudged him with his nose. "His name means enduring and distant, by the way. " He heard Callum say "There's a tale?" Oliver approached, placing the glass back on the table. "It says Cian was betrayed. Hah, not much of a surprise so far, right?"

“My mother used to tell me stories about it.” We both leaned forward to read the passage. The Legend of the Sacred Flame. The Knights Templar was founded by French knight Hugues de Payens and eight companions. During the First Crusade, a small detachment of Templar knights found themselves trapped in a hidden valley, surrounded by enemy forces. This specific group of Knights went on to form the Order of Templar. As night fell and hope dwindled, a radiant being descended from the heavens. The angel, shimmering with ethereal light, carried a torch of blazing blue fire. The Angel spoke to the knights, proclaiming that this Sacred Flame was a gift, meant to guide and protect them in their darkes

Stuart slowed down so they could catch up, he felt they deserved to see their Goddess laid to rest once more. The Chapel was behind the pack house and as they rounded the corner Annie could see who she presumed to be the Templar Alpha, Luna and his Alpha unit waiting for them outside. All were dressed in traditional Templar robes, white tunics with the red Templar cross on the front. As Annie and a reluctant Jen climbed out of the car the Alpha help up his hand and the applause died down. Annie found the silence oddly deafening, the only sound was the rain which had started steadily falling on the journey from Fort Augustus.

Only the living can enjoy wealth and a famous reputation. As they hesitated, the 1st knight from their midst stepped forward and to their surprise, it was Knight Corporal Zayn. He was the most silent of all the high-grade warriors of the military division, but his strength could not be questioned as he was a 2nd rank high-grade warrior. After a lot of hesitation and careful thinking, Kalen finally made up his mind as he also stepped forward, completing the quota of 2 knights. Aledos’s mind lagged for a second before he suddenly realized what is happening. “Kalen!! What are you doing? Do you know how dangerous this mission is?”

“Come up here.” I hesitated for a brief moment, my heart thumping in my chest. I stepped forward, feeling nearly a hundred pairs of eyes bore into me. The collective gaze was a mix of curiosity and scrutiny, and I had never felt so exposed. I stood before Knight, the towering Beta, who looked down at me with a reassuring nod. “This is Talon,” Knight announced, his voice steady. “He is our last recruit, and I expect you all to welcome him with the same spirit we have shown the others. He will be training alongside you.”

It was riddled with errors—so bad it couldn't even pass basic syntax checks. "This is the level of our Technology Innovation Award winner. He can't even write a simple loop correctly, yet he's the project lead." An uproar broke out in the room. Someone couldn't help laughing. Jason's face flushed red. He jumped up and slammed the table. "Rex! I'm telling you, you're finished! Today, I'll have the company terminate your outsourcing contract!" I looked at him calmly. "Do whatever you want. You already took my code and my algorithms. I have nothing left to lose."

His face was calculatedly unreadable. “Perhaps I do.” She smiled. And hiccupped. Eyes widening as the sound erupted. She covered her mouth, blushing. A trace of humanity. He chuckled. “What would you want to know?” “Who are you?” “You call me King of the Castle of Water.” “Who were you before?” “I was a Templar Knight that was granted immortality by a Fallen Angel.” “Ha. Ha.” She scoffed. He looked at her steadily. “Must everything be a joke to you?” She asked, lips tightening.

The blade gleamed with silver threads, and two more knights crumbled, eyes glazing as dream-silk tendrils wrapped around their armor. The remaining riders rallied, lances leveled. Steel rang as they charged, hooves churning earth. Vera backed toward the boulder, chanting again, channels of starlight snaking outward. One rider’s steed reared, sprayed snow, then collapsed in sudden collapse; the next knight yanked at his own helm, swaying. Three mounted knights remained. They wheeled, cutting her off from the gate. Vera licked her lips, breath ragged. She pressed the fang to her palm, closing her eyes and summoning the memory of Ember Hollow’s awakening:

GABRIEL I’m standing in the heart of the ancient, forsaken temple, my silver holy sword gripped tightly in my right hand. Torchlight flickers across the crumbling stone walls, casting long shadows that seem to writhe with unholy life. I am Sir Gabriel Voss, holy knight of the Order of the Eternal Light, sworn to purge demonic corruption wherever it festers. The village elders sent me here to seal this cursed place, but the moment I crossed the threshold, something changed.