Arena Of Fate Novels & Stories

A voice familiar to Alexa sounded and moments after she could see Arya, in her usual colored dressed, glowing with an orange aura. "Arya what is this?" "We don't have much time! I could harness the power of the new moon with the help of the pack to talk to you. We will be attacked by an army of creatures." "I know. Here are my orders, prepare the fortress and the traps, do not engage until engaged upon. Call to every able man and woman to pick up arms and teach them the basics. I hope I can avoid this war. I'll go to Elatre to try and stop it."

Fate Fighters ‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍The birth of change CHAPTER 1 Fang city_ The capital of the vampire Empire. "Run call for the physician" the chief maid who had just ran into the queen's room shouted. A maid had suddenly screamed from Zara's hall_ the queen's chamber, others came rushing in, only to meet their Queen Struggling with her breath, while gasping for air.

Damon declared, his eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension and disgust. As Damon stood there, bewildered by Arena's display of invulnerability, she suddenly sprang into action. With a speed that defied human comprehension, Arena closed the distance between them in an instant. Her movements were fluid yet powerful, reminiscent of a predator toying with its prey. Damon, caught off guard by Arena's sudden attack, barely managed to summon his own dark energies in defense. He conjured swirling shadows and launched them toward Arena, attempting to ensnare her in a web of malevolent energy. However, Arena anticipated his every move with uncanny foresight, effortlessly evading or dispersing the

And when I’m done there won’t be shadows left for her to hide in. Game on Arena

"The temple can't do anything to me. The mistake it did was let my mother touch me. I thought you said the temple knows all." "What are you talking about?" she asked. "I'm taking about the Raven Warlocks." "Agatha!" her voice was whisper but threatening nonetheless, "Don't go down this road." She shook her head. "Wait," I look at her carefully, "You-" "Ango," she grips at me, " Reversio." I go on my knees, "Somnio."

She have been looking forward into the day she will become the Luna of Xanders pack, but that don’t seem to happen. ‘’Am I Interrupting?’’ Beta Dagon asked. ‘’Not really, I know it’s time for us to leave wait for me at the gate I will be there in a jiffy.’’ ‘’Alright,’’ Beta Dagon said then left. After Dagon exiting the house, Angelo turned to Yna. ‘’Listen to me very carefully girl, you can’t be my mate and the Luna of the Xanders pack. You are not my type,’’ he stated.

The Price of Power The courtyard of Darkfang Keep was a battlefield, the air thick with the scent of blood and the clash of steel. Aria stood at the heart of it, her dagger slick with crimson, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Rollan was cradled in her left arm, his tiny body pressed close, his mark glowing faintly against her skin. Caden fought beside her, his wolf form a blur of black fur and lethal grace, his jaws snapping as he tore through loyalists with brutal efficiency. Elara’s magic crackled in the air, her hands weaving shields of light to protect their small group from the relentless onslaught.

Thousands of royal warriors took their position around the enclosed circular space and over the parapet, ready to pierce any adversary’s skull with their lightning-fast spear skills. The arena was powered by the forces of nature and the roaring power of my dark arts. I thought back to my darkest time and the most beautiful memory and let the power flow through me and into the arena. The concrete stage in the very center molded into a furious white waterfall while beautiful trees and flowers popped around it with fresh, dewy green lawns stretching across the expanse of the gigantic arena. The dark arts harnessed my memory when I met my beautiful mate at death’s doorstep.

I’m not ready… The crowd hadn’t even finished murmuring about the last fight when the next names boomed through the Arena , amplified by magic and the high mage’s voice. “Velarissa of the Storm-Bound Sea versus Nymira the Shadow Whisperer!” The arena trembled with cheers. The air crackled. The tension thickened like a storm about to break. Elianna’s heart jolted. She turned toward Kaia, who was leaning forward with wide eyes. “These two are rivals,” Kaia whispered. “This is going to be brutal.” Across the battlefield, the massive obsidian gates opened, and Velarissa emerged first.