B-rank Adventurer With An Evil Look Novels & Stories

The devil grinned at him like a maniac, his eyes challenging Riven to attack him. Just as the golden beast prepared to lunge, two figures appeared out of the crater of flames and slammed into him. Momentarily caught off guard, the golden beast stumbled backwards but remained on his feet. His red eyes shot up to see two familiar figures standing before him. Brandon and... Zeke. The bloody betrayer was still alive. "Long time, no see Riven",Brandon growled. "I should have know you wouldn't die in Tartarus. It would be my pleasure to kill you finally"

Tahr "Hah," Bastian said as he launched himself. "Blue is a sissy color, red is better." I stood with Sarn as we watched them streak around, charge each other, and then miss by mere inches in an astonishing display of dexterity. "I suppose it was your father who put the silver-is-better crap into your head," Sarn said beside me. "It was actually my Uncle Drakon," I replied. "I've heard of him. My father doesn't like him much."

These particles can be absorbed and help strengthen an adventurer’s power. Fleuandert’s social structure was composed of, in ascending order based on ranks, peasants, merchants, aristocrats, adventurers, and royals. Adventurers were normally divided into seven identities or role which were decided by a magical orb found in guilds. They were thief, ranger, priest, assassin, mage, warrior and knight. The colors in the rainbow represents these roles respectively. The attributes varies but they were generally light, dark, fire, water, ice, wind, earth, lightning, and metal attributes. Among all the adventurers, knight were considered most powerful for they were a combination of a mage and a warr

She must think me a mug if she thought I was still going to want her after all the things she had done. "I, Luca Hind, Third in Command of the Darkness Pack, reject you, Charlotte Charles, as my mate," I spoke confidently and then walked out of the room without another look in her direction. She had done this and now she needed to live with the consequences of her actions.

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It could have been a longer conversation, but at that moment a large goblin emerged from the bushes and blocked their way. He was big for a goblin. His olive body was mottled with red paint, and half of his face was painted black. Unlike most goblins, he had a full set of hair, shaved at the sides and tied in a thick, long braid. Even his hair had red streaks of paint on top. He held an impressive weapon in his right hand. And a very unusual weapon for a goblin. It looked like a halberd, but

I shrugged. “You can always bend the rules,” came a cool voice behind us. We turned. There stood a smirking, half-dressed warrior with battle scars sliced across his chest like a canvas of war stories. His aura screamed Alpha—and he made no effort to hide it. “I’m Valen Anderson. Crystal Blood. You must be the newcomers,” he said, fist-pumping each of us like we were already teammates. Something about him—his cocky tilt, the mischief in his eyes—told me he was dangerous.

I've come to terms with this being a dream of some sorts, so I'm just going to enjoy it. I watch as the wolves turn into humans and gasp, their all over the top gorgeous in human form too. I snicker inwardly, only my mind would I think that a wolf could become a human and be extordinarily gorgeous. I look at Braddock and demand he shift, yup I'm over confident in my new crazy state of mind. He complies and he's even more gorgeous as a wolf, he's huge, his fur is soft and midnight black, his peircing blue eyes have a gold circle around them and it's stunning. He bows his head to me so I can feel his fur, I feel a twinge of pain in my stomach, no please not yet, I don't want to leave my d

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

When I returned my gaze, he quickly concealed half of his face in Borracho's large arm. "I have spied on every kingdom before this." The man acted without even looking at me. It approached Meridio's tear and immediately scooped up the water at its base. His hands sparkled with diamond liquid on his palm. "Septen Camp has a good team," he said again, closing his eyes. These fighters are all inexperienced. Except for the fifth zone, Rouma can take them all down." "With the exception of the fifth?" I asked. "The fifth warrior is royalty. A V-1 ranked elven. "He's a prince." Kenru begins to describe the prince.