Virgin Knight Who Is The Frontier Lord Novels & Stories

They stopped in front of Dameon's and began unlocking the door. "What do you want?" Dameon rasped and I heard the fear hidden in his voice. "Her Majesty has called for you." Adrienne cooed. "I refuse." Dameon said. Adrienne laughed. " You seem to have forgotten that you are no longer in the place to make demands. Come to think of it." He placed a finger on his chin and feigned a thoughtful look. "She didn't specify if we were to bring you in one piece."He cooed again and as I stared at him blankly, I wondered how mistaken I had been about him. I mean, I almost married that monster. What baffled me though, was how he ended up taking Orien's place. Yes. He had been a Knight but he was not the

My father hadn’t been a saint, but he hadn’t been a coward either. From the corner of my eye, I saw Kieran leaning against a tree. The vampire didn’t bother pretending to blend in. Blond hair catching the sun, green eyes half-lidded as if the whole affair was beneath him, hands tucked lazily in his coat pockets. He looked like he was watching a performance he wasn’t particularly invested in. I almost laughed. Of all the guards Perth could’ve sent, I got this one—the bored angel who looked like he’d rather nap through the apocalypse.

Zelviamort, a businessman who owned companies involved in infrastructure, greeted him. "Good to see you, Mr. Andrie. I thought you weren't going to make it, but look who's here!" he said cheerfully. Knight offered a fake smile. "Well, I might miss this if I didn't come," he replied. Mr. Zelviamort glanced around as if searching for someone. "So, where's your lady of the night?" he asked. Knight took a deep breath. "I don't need that." The other billionaire just laughed at his statement. "Well, you say so."

He is just the male who donated his sperm to create me; he is not, and never will be, my father. Xavier glared at her, his body rigid with anger. He could not wait for Morningstar to grab her back and put the ungrateful little bitch in her place. The Council Leader frowned ‘This is not the place to air your grievances, young lady. Xavier Knight is the King of the Black Knight MC. He has been a well-respected member of our Alliance for many years. You, on the other hand, are our newest deputy Leader; it is your first time at our meetings, and I sincerely hope your Leader will teach you a little more respect before you come to the next one.’

Unlike them, Victor’s expression never softened when he looked at her. What kind of man was Roman Knight? But one thing was for sure, Somewhere within the massive estate, Roman Knight was there. And tomorrow, she would finally have to face him properly.

Still dressed in ceremonial red, he snatched his sword from its stand, crossed the chamber in three strides, and was gone—mounting his horse and driving it forward through the night, ignoring shouted orders, ignoring hands reaching to stop him. That same night, in the far north, I stood alone beneath a foreign roof. The air smelled of iron and smoke. I had prepared myself for a negotiation. For words. For measured hostility. The High Lord of the frontier had built his power on hatred of my homeland. My intent had been simple—to steady him, delay him, buy time if peace was impossible. Instead, I was met with steel. The blade came for my heart without warning. Instinct saved me. I tore the vei

Her ears were flattened against her head, body low to the ground. Facing them were three Moon Slasher wolves, larger than average with distinctive silver-tipped fur. The central wolf, clearly their leader, had transformed back to human form. Knight recognised him immediately from inter-pack gatherings: Jonty, heir to the Moon Slasher Alpha. "She's just confused," Lucious was saying, his voice deceptively calm, though Knight could see the tension in every line of his brother's body. "This is Silver Creek territory. You have no right to be here."

The woman with blonde hair and striking eyes smirked at him, almost amused with William’s readied defense. “I see you got a really warm welcome waiting for us here,” Lord Zakariah stated in a delighted voice as he took a glance at William and the rest of the knights with their hands on their swords. My father gave William a look and waved off the other knights to which they responded by bringing down their defenses. “King Regan Coventry of Fardojar, The Northwestern Kingdom,” my father introduced himself as he gazed upon them one by one. “Oh, we know who you are,” the woman who looked like Lord Zakariah with long pitched black hair stated. The man in a long black coat gave off a small laugh

“Don’t worry, Mr. Kyren. “I’ve been out of battle for many years, but my strength isn’t just for show. “Since you’re interested in the competition… “I’ll conquer the outskirts as a present to commemorate my meeting with you and the eldest lady!” Kyren nodded with a determined expression. - Harvey walked back to the stairs of Eden Mountain without informing anyone. After entering the villa, he thought about the situation before giving Dutch a call. “Kyren Pedler, the Silver Knight? Dutch paused before chuckling. “He’s quite a prominent figure of the Warrior Tribe. “There are rumors that the White Robes under him are formidable, even compared to the other forces in the tribe.

The murmurs hadn’t yet died down when a voice, soft but sharp as a blade, sliced through the air. “If it’s alliances we’re talking about…” Charlotte. She rose gracefully from her seat, all silver gown and venomous poise. The kind of beauty that had teeth. Her father, Lord Varyn, ruled one of the richest border territories, and the kind of man whose loyalty could turn wars. As much as Draven and his brothers were true born Lycan and the strongest in all the lands, they still very much needed Lord Varyn’s armies.