Arena Of Fate Novels & Stories

“I don’t want to fight my friends.” Darius didn’t even look at her, shaking his head as he strode forward. “No. You don’t get to choose. The matchups are predetermined. The arena itself will decide who fights who.” I glanced over at Zara, seeing the fear in her eyes. She didn’t want to fight any of us—. As we reached the corner of the arena, Darius pointed to an odd, glowing orb in the center of the space. The orb flickered and hummed, and the air around it buzzed with magic.

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

The night grows deeper and the only sounds in the room continues to be their contineous moans and groans together with their heavy breaths. At this moment, the only thought running through Zarie's mind is that everything is in the right order for her and nothing can take it from her. Not even death or any other mortal. Hmmm... But no one can dictate what the future holds because the puzzle of fate is surely complicated, more twisted than we can ever imagine. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

Build a public playground, fix some schools which are in need, and many more. Arissa exhaled heavily. She knows that her foster mom would never ask her to support the orphanage anymore but still, she feels a burden deep inside her heart to help them out. Whatever and whenever she was able to do, she would do it. “Arissa…” “Yes?” “Come here….” “Sure..” She runs lightly to Vika and ready to fulfill her first assignment. …………………………………………………………………………………………… “Next… “ “Yes…holddd….” “Good….Keep pose…..”

“Bad form.” Ishir sighs audibly. “Are your people in position, Cedric?” “Not yet, they are still making sure they have the harpoon launchers on the ground in their sights and that they are set with the rocket launchers for the four on the rim of the arena. “Alpha, we have a problem.” I get a mind link from one of my men. I turn in the direction that I can feel him standing. “What is it?” “The arena is filling up with people. I think they are going to have battles today.”

She recognized the place as a room in the Mystic Spires, but clearly the room was only a dream. Hanna appeared next to her with a neutral expression. Even her colorless irises seemed void of life. "My options for reaching you are becoming increasingly limited as the events draw near." Her lack of smile made Aurora tense. She much preferred a smiling Fate to an emotionless one. "What do you mean? What events?" The woman's throat felt so dry that the words almost would not come. "Prince Alaron is tearing the world apart, just as I warned." the Fate was not gloating, she was mourning.

The total of thirty session would finally be finish, no more traumatizing stories aabout that place. I shook my head and answered the question, for god knows how many. "The fights were all unannounced, most of the time I fought unprepared, though they make sure to train me and keep me with my vitamins. The first level was pure fist fight, you'd use no weapon to kill and then there's the second level were each player would be assign with a random weapon, rolled in some big screen..." I trailed off getting interested with the chipped paint on my nails. "The first fight was a nightmare...my first kill still haunts me. I knew it was coming when I signed for it, but, when you are in there ...ever

The City Arena was a circle of ancient stone and modern technology. Thousands of shifters sat in the stands, their voices creating a low hum that sounded like a swarm of bees. In the center of the arena, a raised platform of white marble waited. This was where the “Challenge of Worth” would take place.

she whispered, voice trembling. “Because you survived what my mate could not,” Damon said, his tone both tender and painful. “Because the moon saw your strength. And because only you can carry the burden ahead.” Ariana stepped into the circle. The moment her foot touched the forest floor, energy surged through her like wildfire. Her vision blurred, the ground vanished, and she was no longer in the clearing. She stood in a vast hall bathed in red and silver light. Shadows flickered along the walls, twisting into shapes that whispered her name. At the far end of the hall knelt a figure—Damon’s mate—her eyes haunted, full of sorrow and warning.

"Who are you?" The lady smiled. "My name is Maureen Moore." *** Anticipate. Title: Thralldom Tamara and setel are twins borne of the outcast clan. They survived beyond the pastures of the moire clan at the time when the kingdoms of Arisee and Izha stood against their brother clan Adar the re-known outcast clan. A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors.