Barbarian Quest Novels & Stories

“Because they give me the fucking creeps. The vacant stare, the drool… Nope. Not happening.” Thorne chuckled. “You’ve only met the ones who are past their usefulness. Wait until you meet a young Skin Writer. A woman full of vitality and beauty.” “Pft… not going to happen. I’d rather sandpaper my balls.” “Be careful what you wish for, little brother. You know the Horde has a terrible way of twisting it back on you.” ***** “No. Request denied. You can’t go after him.” “Bullshit I can’t. You just let Archon take one of our greatest warriors! His blood is on your hands!”

"My professors are stuck in the last century. They’re teaching us combustion engine repair. Combustion engines! Meanwhile, I’m in here hacking quantum firewalls. I feel like I’m sitting in kindergarten. I just want to finish the degree so I can get a piece of paper that says I’m smart." "Well," Ren said, standing up. "Tonight, you don't have to be bored. Tonight, we aren't students or sons. We're legends." Ren walked to the mission board. The Admin had posted a new Quest. Unlike the grim, dossier-style contracts of the assassination missions, this one was styled like a high-fantasy raid. The interface was bright, colorful, and pulsed with adventure. QUEST: THE HOARD OF THE CLOCKWORK KING TAR

Although it was a little novel that Ding Hao had lost his memory, they didn't find it strange. Ding Hao nodded and asked them, "By the way, who are you? Why are you here?" Uncle Yang did not hide anything and said slowly, "We are all from the Barbarian Khan Tribe. This time, we came out to hunt demonic beasts, but on the way, we met these three Evil Snow Horn Bears. I think you should know what happened next." "The Barbarian Khan Tribe hunts demonic beasts. Since it's a tribe, it should be well-informed and know a lot about the Primordial World..." Ding Hao's eyes flashed as if he were thinking about something.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

Why is everyone asking me about my hair? "Yes it is.. cool color huh?" Lexi answers in my place. "I wasn't asking you, idiot." The boy says and Lexi gives him a light punch on his shoulder. "Hi, I'm Antonio. But all my friends call me Tony so please call me Tony." I grab his hand and offer him a handshake. "I'm Morgana."

/ I ask Baron, and he nods. /“It’s a scent and aura similar to mine and probably older than I am,”/ he replies, frowning, and a shiver shoots up his spine as his fur bristles. Baron is one of the oldest Lycan beasts out there, even older than the beast my father had. He’s seen and experienced things that no other beast has before and is only a few millennia younger than Kai’s beast, Loki. “We’ll deal with this in the morning,” I sigh and head toward the bathroom.

They came to ask me if I would help them find you. "And what did you say?" I ask. "You agreed, right?" "Of course I did," Barren responds immediately. "I care about your well-being as much as they do. We’re currently working together to try to locate your body, so you just need to focus on helping me get rid of the somnium beasts here while they take care of things in the real world."

“But it won’t be easy. According to this text, the sanctuary is protected by powerful wards and only those deemed worthy can enter.” Marinetta felt a thrill of excitement. “Then we’ll have to prove ourselves worthy. Let’s gather a team and set out to find this sanctuary.” They assembled a small, trusted group, including Harley, Brian, and a few skilled warriors and scholars from the council. With Seraphina’s guidance, they set out on their journey, following the clues in the ancient text. Their quest took them through dense forests, across treacherous mountains, and into hidden valleys. Along the way, they faced numerous challenges—traps, puzzles, and guardians that tested their resolve and

Obviously, the Krysts were breaking off the barrier with more intention than innocence. ~O~O~O~ The third level was ridiculous. The arena shifted into forest. There were seven who failed and they have to find one beast, each beast with a score of its own. The highest score - worth 20 points - was the Black Shaol, that's why almost everyone was basically looking for it. Lucian, Barbie, Zabdiel, Kieran and Clive managed to get their own beast, each one a higher point. They decided to have enough and wait for this ridiculous hunting end.

Third person POV: Five years back Start of flashback “What do you mean, you won’t work anymore Ravan?” Shabbier questioned “Bapu (Translation: Father) like I said, I am willing to settle down with Reva” Ravan replied in his deep voice “But… But then what about this.. this whole empire that you are running for me, which you have created with your terror?” Shabbier questioned him back with hint of aggravation on his face “You manage everything without me bappu, you are strong enough to hold this whole empire together with your dominance” Ravan replied sternly, however shabbier still tried hard to convince and said everything he could to change Ravan choice until finally in the end sensing Rava