Tenkai Knights Novels & Stories

Then he faced them, terror on the knights’ faces. “My father should not know of this. Any one of you who disobeys me, I will annihilate before you can speak a word.” “As you wish, your highness!” the knights replied in chorus. “Splendid!” Kenshi cheered. “Guard the boundaries and make sure the little ones are inside their house before dark. The mentors should further teach the bubble barrier to everyone. Relay that for me.” “Yes, your highness!” “Keisuke, I'll see you early in the morning.” Kenshi then pats Keisuke’s neck. “Hannock is getting stronger.” After mumbling so, Kenshi disappears.

Isuel peeked his head out from Jun's arms and growled at the guys approaching them. "Nothing in particular beautiful, we just thought to invite you for a drink" A guy from behind voiced out. Jun swallowed a whimper coming out of him in fear. He pulled his neutral face and smiled at the group, "Ah..no thank you. I don't drink. Now if you'll excuse me" Jun tried to move past the group when one of the guys caught hold of his arm making Iseul freefall on the sand. "Let me go" Jun tried pulling his hand off the guy's hold but he was way stronger than him. Isuel started barking at the group and tried to attack one of their legs. "This shit is really annoying" The big guy growled kicking Isuel far

"It's preferable to go home." Afterwards, we put our shoes and immediately head to his bike. We came to the beach on his big sleek motorcycle. It's an amazing black Kawasaki Ninja with some prominent white outlines. I was afraid to have a ride on this beast at first, but I trusted Eren though he tried to scare the hell out of me by burning up the road like grease lightning.

“I don’t want to join the Celestial Watch, not even a little. That’s what this whole tournament feeds into, right? Future knights, officers and commanders.” Kieran’s expression didn’t change, but he shifted slightly at that. Tanka shrugs. “Kieran’s the one who actually gives a damn. Wants to be a commander or whatever. Kieran doesn’t deny. He grins, stretching his arms behind his head and moaning from how good it felt. “What can I say? I like to win, you know,” Kieran replied. “But, well… I wouldn’t mind,” Kieran said after a little pause. “If I had the chance, I would, of course, try.”

Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious. Tonight, he was up against another monster a man rumored to be just as deadly, ju

Except it’s not my knight. “Who are you?” I skid to a stop, hackles raised in a way I hadn’t anticipated. The knight bows deeply, which is a serious struggle in his full metal suit. “Tobias, Your Highness.” “Well, I want Zayn. Where is he?” “He took the day off. Family emergency.” “I didn’t realize knights had the ability to simply take a day off. Where is he, exactly?” Tobias, whatever he looks like, straightens, but it’s clumsy, like the question threw him for a loop. “Uh, with his family, I assume.”

Prince Fabian has also been standing next to the King of Nicundhra. In a precarious situation, the Knights Of The Bright River kingdom had formed a formation on the other side of all people from the Nicundhra Kingdom. All waiting, be alert for an explosion that could happen at any moment. Hearing King Eric’s anger, Queenie kept a flat face. Her eyes were on Queen Obelia.

Why have Misha, Kevin, and Jina confided so much behind my back—when all of this happened in the first place? But I had no time to think about this too deeply. All I have in mind is that I need to get to the headquarters. The one good thing that came out of this conversation is this: Knights have folds internal to them. A trusted circle. When Tommen Anderson was a Knight, who was in his fold? This is what Killian is looking for. That’s why this is important Jina goes there undercover—the file he gave me. Those people must be the ones in Tommen’s fold—and still loyal to him.

It is the annual game competition event, and the tension in the air as everyone waits for the announcement of the winners is so thick that a knife can easily slice through it without stress. I am standing beside Crys amongst other competitors, our hands clasped tightly together as we look up at the stage. My heart pounds as I take in the scene before switching my attention to the rest of the audience, searching for the same familiar faces there that are present to cheer me today. My parents. Tasha and Nate. Marissa. Dante. Asher. And the king of all, my Leo King. He is seated beside Marissa, looking so dashing and magnificent in a dark blue tailored suit with a seductive smile added to his s

Something about that phrase stirred something deep within me, as if I’d heard it before. I flipped to the first page. Dragon Knights are the rarest and most elite magical beings on earth. They are widely renowned within the magic community for their unique set of skills, mainly centered around their ability to ride and control dragons. Due to their connection with dragons, the most fearsome of mythical creatures, Dragon Knights are mighty warriors who rarely fail in battle, and share a deep bond with their personal dragons. This is a bond even unbreakable through the strongest of magic. Many Dragon Knights come from noble bloodlines. It is the sacred duty of Dragon Knights to keep their bloo