Barbarian Quest Novels & Stories

Kariya went to sleep to get ready for the attack. The next morning the scout returned with information on Jaque Cline and the Red Rebel Raiders. He told Kariya that the raiders were going to search for the fabled Book of Moons in Neotopia on Altaris. Kariya thanked the scout and sent him away before calling for his knights. “Today is the day we’ve been waiting for, lets go hunt!” yelled Kariya raised his fist in the air. “Looking good captain.” Said Dream Chaser, who was floating above Kariya.

This situation is really bad… I need to find a way to get in! I need to enter the temple or else… my identity as a Dark-type Sorceress will be found out! Suddenly a message popped out in front of me, the system window displayed the beginning of a new quest… [Quest: The Founders Ceremony; The host must be part of the ceremony and receive the blessings, a reward will be given upon completing the quest, in case the host fails, a penalty will be received]

His teammates quickly came to his side to witness what he was so excited about. “Recruiting experienced Hunters to explore the vast desert of San Coro in search of an ancient castle that was buried under the sand centuries ago. Bro, we gotta try this out!” His friend said. “But hey, it says that it’s only for Seasoned rank and above.” Another one said. “Aww that’s a bummer.” The Hunter felt sad. “What are you all looking at?” Another Hunter with expensive looking armour asked. The young Hunter explained while pointing at the quest paper on the board. “This one. It’s about finding a ruin somewhere in the desert.”

The warriors around us had gone completely silent. The Northern wolf suddenly twisted beneath him and managed to break free. It rolled away and quickly returned to its feet. Darius also stood, but he was breathing harder now. Blood was still running from his shoulder, staining the fur around it. The warrior must have noticed his weakness because he charged at him again without giving him time to recover.

“Ye need not be sayin’ such nonsense to the lass.” “Whyever not?” I heard Sebastian leaning off the wall to approach. “Ye stay back, ye.” Mardichi glowered over his shoulder. Why? *** “Why is that?” Bast asked what she’d been wondering. He circled just enough to get a view of Mardichi’s profile. I focused my attention on the big, redheaded barbarian, rather than looking at the man that was a disaster to glance at. I couldn’t look away. “What have you done, Brother?” Bast persisted.

In quest for vengeance, Cassio became an heartless monster, until he met Skylar. His search for the unknown Mafia that had attacked the night his mum died made him, attack every Mafia cult in Italy, defeating everyone of them until. The red dragons became the most feared Mafia in Italy ever since then, not until he met Skylar and things were begining to change. He became cool, he hardly kill anyone when he gets angry especially when he was with Skylar, he had started getting used to forgiving people when they made him angry. Many people thought Skylar was putting him under some psychological training, while some thought, she was his girlfriend and love overcame all the evil in him

the one that was already filled with my insatiable desire for vengeance? I felt my heart burning with more hate for the beast standing in front of me—if that was even possible because I knew I had reached the maximum level of hate a human can have for another. "Thank you," the words burned my throat. Thank you? for what exactly? killing my father? making me miserable? destroying my carefully planned life and ambition? The irony was unbearable.

I said while hiding my blushing face. "Let's have a deal then. Make him fall in love with you and you can get your billions as my heiress or fail this mission and I'll have you arranged for a wedding you'll surely regret it. This is for your own good, Aviana. And you knew me better, child. After you made him fall in love with you, it is up to you if you will keep him or not. Just give this a try. 60 days, if you fail this mission, you know what I'm going to do with you and I'm keeping my words until my grave", he proposed with an authoritative look.

Was this a fight between the martial Path ancestors? There was also the Insect Emperor? Where did he come from? While they were wondering about this, two more strange figures appeared. One of them was skinny and about seven feet tall. He had a raven's head. It was Barya, a God of Death. His raven's beak opened as he said, "Oh, it's really a fight between martial Path ancestors. Mortals are the ones who suffer when this happens. Can the few of you just stop?" Chase found it strange. Lynn was the one who caused all this trouble. Why should they be the ones to stop? They were not the only ones responsible.

“How did you find me?” “We never stopped watching,” Seris said. “We have waited. And now… the Hollow stirs. The heir walks again.” Lucien moved beside Alya. “Are there more of you?” Seris nodded. “We have five legions hidden across the Dead Valleys. Waiting for a command. Waiting… for you.” Alya’s throat tightened. “What if I’m not ready?” Seris met her eyes. “Then die trying,” she said simply. “But don’t run. Because she is coming. And she will not stop until your head is on the altar of the Severed Crown.”