The Blue Knight Novels & Stories

The day of the return of the knights, led by Keane Clementine, had come. Outside the palace, the people were waiting for them. Many women stood by, expecting to see who they believed was the most striking man in the Kingdom of Grellis- Keane Clementine, the king’s cousin. In their mind, the king was equally gorgeous as his cousin, but Keane’s attitude hailed him as the most stunning. He was a laid-back and charming person. Similar to the king, the famous knight also had iced-blue eyes but partnered by his silver hair. He was the kind of man no woman could resist.

Kailin warned Knight when they noticed me. Knight almost knocked me off guard, towering in my living room. He seemed to have taken the positive energy in the vicinity when he was around. He looked smolderingly handsome, and it pained me to admit that he really had a spectacular specimen. Knight was wearing an expensive blue Italian tailored suit, and he was a sight for sore eyes and highly pleasing as if he had just walked out from a men’s suit runway. And he knew he pulled it off too well. “Nirvana.” I thought he smiled. Yeah, he did really smile. A small curve appeared on his full lips.

Blue Thunder, which had bolts of lightning painted all along its shell, nearly slid sideways as it climbed up another monster truck, creating a stack that had both Anastasia and my obnoxious brother screeching. “GET IT!” Knight roared jumping out of his seat so quickly he nearly knocked over the old human lady beside him. “Oh sorry, ma’am,” he said before bellowing, “STACK EM’ UP! STACK EM’ UP! FUCK YEAH!” Anastasia leaned into my side, her sugary sweet chocolate scent permeating the air. I picked it up past the layers of dirt and grime, hotdogs and beer, and various body odors. Fuck the mate-bond for making me like that scent so damn much.

Somebody whom I should be able to trust with my life and yet respect? A maid now came out practically at once, sliding rocket-like over the hall. She curtly bowed, then spoke. Your Highness, the knight is called and is waiting on you. I breathed deeply and got myself straight as Rowan leaned his head. The seconds passed, and with each stroke of the clock they seemed immeasurably long. Then, the door opened.

Gladly, putting some make up doesnvt really take a lot of time and effort because it's only foundation and liptint Anyway, after I got the make up, I immediatly asked one of my knight to get me a water just so Blythe can wash her face. Since this knight had taken an oath to dad, he won't try to spread rumor against me Oath is like a life for knights, they can never go against it because if they do, they wonvt be able to wield a sword anymore "You may leave now" I said to the knight As soon as he left, Blythe then washed her face thoroughly until it's fully cleaned amd wiped it with a clean towel.

my Blue who was glowing like she’d just eaten the sun and was gearing up to incinerate someone. And front and center? Abigail and Inara cheering her on like proud parents at a murder recital. “Hit me, Blue! I’m fire resistant!” some dumbass shouted, chest puffed out like he had anything to prove. “No, you’re not...” Inara sighed loudly, “...not to a dragon’s breath, you absolute walnut. They’re ancient. You’ll evaporate.” “I can handle it!” the idiot insisted. Blue chirped, tail whipping the ground, wings half-spread, embers dancing from her jaws like she was warming up for a full-on dragon flamethrower.

"Am I going to die anytime soon? For my son to visit me it must mean you have nothing doing," "Father, Peace of the goddess be with you," he knelt before his father. His father sat on his throne, which is a chair made of different metals ranging from Gold, Iridium, Osmium, Bronze and steel. It also has diamonds used in some places for adornment. His father's throne is nearly five feet tall. "Is there peace for me at this age?" He asked, looking at Audolf. Audolf remained silent. "See? Even my brother knows. Leowulf, you see these 43 seats here, they belong to the main Alphas and other Alphas wait for the information from these Alphas." The Ultimate Alpha said.

“No.” “Why not?” “Lay down.” “But—” “Lay down.” “You’re in the way.” Smiling darkly, Vincent splayed out on his side, flush against the back of the sofa, patting the pillows in front of him. For once, Blue had no idea what at all to expect. Had he gotten her all worked up just to spoon her? “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

the abbot coaxes I blink slowly, and upon closer inspection, I notice the rock is a slivery blue not white as I initially thought When my attention returns to the abbot, I realize he’s still talking, “-And a child is born, when the moon is full and blue, the goddess will descend and bless.” When the power of the moon is at its peak. The blue moon, he mentioned that before, when he was going on about their study on how silver ones came to be, at that time, I imagined he was speaking figuratively when he said, the birth of a silver one is as rare as the sight of a blue moon in the sky, but what if it is not? I want to laugh but I bite my tongue, because I get the feeling if I were to start, I

The description painted a picture of an icy prince, the only son of the Yvanov royal family in Greece, a man whose cold demeanor was as legendary as his wealth and influence. He was the CEO of Knights Advertising, a position that spoke volumes about his power and capabilities. Aza stared at his photo, her gaze drawn to his eyes – a startling shade of deep blue turquoise, eyes that held a chilling emptiness, a profound sadness that seemed to pierce through the screen. The image of those eyes, devoid of warmth or emotion, sent a shiver down her spine.