Novel & Cerita Battle B-daman Series

Suddenly I felt like I woke up from a long, deep, dark sleep, I opened my eyes slowly, I could see Elvin sitting close to me, he wasn’t looking at me but his hand was still holding my cold hands, I could see him from the corner of my eyes. My body was still store and it was cold, I felt like I was freezing, my legs were freezing but head was burning at the same time, I felt this excruciating pain in my mouth, I was in so much pain it was killing me, I knew this was inevitable, I knew this was supposed to happen sooner or later and that was the reason I came prepared today in this Battle.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SIX VENDETTA he cup my ass in his hand and fumbled with it before it struck me. I'm only here to dance and get information not to be submissive to the bastard. "I'm sorry but the rules here says no touching"I shove his hand off but it came back to the right spot and he smirk. "Did you hear me"I push his hands off me.

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

He didn’t listen. “I said let her go.” His rage was blinding. This wouldn’t be settled with words. Not tonight. He charged at me, teeth bared like an animal. We fought—vicious, primal. The walls shook. My strength matched his, but mine was sharpened by purpose. I pinned him at last, his breath ragged in my grip. “One soul will be reaped tonight,” I whispered coldly. I looked over to the girl. “But it won’t be hers.”

Liam wasn't kind to them. Daphne's heart pounded as she witnessed the clash between Liam and the seven human men. The air crackled with tension as they engaged in a fierce battle, each move reverberating with intensity and purpose. Liam lunged forward, unleashing a flurry of lightning-fast strikes, his movements a deadly dance of power and precision.

They were silenced before they could even make a sound, their lives extinguished in a single violent moment. Vivienne saw bodies drenched in blood that sprayed across the battlefield every time a limb was being ripped off. She saw a great number of limbs torn from bodies, saw heads crushed beneath brutal force, saw warriors, some shaped like men, others not, falling, rising and fighting again in endless cycles of destruction. Swords clashed again and again, their ringing cutting through the air. The sound was deafening, a chaotic symphony of agony, rage, and death.

Achilles spun the fireball in his hand, growing bigger and bigger with each turn until he launched it into the room sending the soldiers flying through the air until their charred bodies hit the walls. Sword drawn, Aurelia sprinted into the room with a battle cry as she began maiming and dismembering the soldiers. Achilles sprung forth, shifting into his snow leopard and with a fierce roar, he too began to take on the soldiers that were running around, frantic in the fray.

but both looked after each other, if needed they both would join the fight. Dame took out his gun and Burdak too, they fought very calculatedly…Dame noticed Burdak's movements and vice versa… Burdak decided to stop waiting and attacked…he already stuck his sword forward..he ran towards Dame..aiming for his heart, easy kill …wasted no time.

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

Bista's army of 30,000 consisted of troops of the Dammanian nobility, Reiadan and Saxeren troops, mostly mercenaries. Mirzan's forces began the battle with a well-positioned cannonade from a hillside, while his main troops were protected in the town by 2,000 Seekers gunmen. In this first stage, many Dammanian noblemen were killed by cannonballs, and the battle appeared to be setting itself as an easy victory for Mirzan. The cannons continue to fire; the battle lasted for two more hours. The Principality of Nevrast and the Wolf clan were finally freed from the suzerain power of the Dammanian clan.