Battle La Review Novels & Stories

The rebel stunned, but rather than wavering, she simply smiled, wiping a lean path of blood from the corner of her mouth. “Oh, this'll be fun,” Jessa murmured. The battle was brutal. Each strike carried the expectation to damage, each development planned to break the other. Lila's muscles burned, her lungs hurt, but she denied to drop. The circle of spectators blurred into the background—there was as it were Jessa. The rebel was quick, her assaults persistent, but she was too arrogant. Lila saw the imperfection in her beat, the division of a moment where her position cleared out her powerless.

" He demanded. I stood up. "And this lady right here. She is Selena Hemsworth. The Luna of both. A rare case indeed. For today's battle the prize will be becominf the chosen alpha of Selena. Since in this situation, Selena has the right. Her decision will be the one to be considered but since the two Alphas are adamant to have her...this battle is taken as a decision maker." The Arena cheered for their bets. I do not even know what's gonna happen but I bet that I will cause a commotion.

Isabella Rossi's POV The red dot of an infrared laser sight was locked dead center on my forehead. 350 yards away, a sniper from the Santoro famiglia was perched atop the tower. Lorenzo Santoro's cold voice cut through my earpiece. "Target 01 is in position to test the blast resistance of the new ballistic glass. Countdown: tre, due, uno." There was no hesitation. With a deafening bang, the round slammed into the glass in front of me with massive force. Even though the pane held, the terrifying kinetic energy transferred through the barrier like a physical blow, rupturing my eardrum and rattling my skull.

~~~REGINA’S POV~~~ ****** Since I woke up, I knew someone was instigating this war, and I started thinking about it again, but I can't seem to get what we were fighting for; from what I have heard, I don't see a reason for the fight. But I know Killian would not just stay without doing anything so the best thing to do is to fight back and as long as we take down the Alpha and his beta the warriors would run away with no one to protect them and then we can investigate further so while the people were being arranged I was with Dylan so we could protect the people because I felt like I don't have the mind to fight some of them because they were innocent while some were wicked but either way I d

he said excitedly. With that the final battle began, Athen had already visualised about how he was going to kill him, as the battle started Athen rushed to Yom and landed a kick on his knees, normally kick with such power would break anyone's knees but Yom didn't seem to be affected at all, he grabbed Athen and threw him across the ground like trash. Yom's body was like an armour itself, not even swords could cut him deep enough, Athen stood up and was ready to attack again, he again rushed at Yom and this time he took out his knife and stabbed Yom's knees, Athen managed to cut Yom but it was just a little cut, Yom didn't even flinched he kicked Athen in guts, blood gushed out of Athen's mou

soldiers emerged, armed with light-lances. "Lucas, take the right flank!" Audrey commanded. The battle on the salt-flats was unlike anything in the 130,000-word history of the North. It was a war of extremes: the blinding white of the salt vs. the pitch-black of the Void-Capes. Lucas fought with a savage, one-armed grace, his prosthetic light-arm clashing against the Southern spears. Every time he struck, the violet-and-gold sparks created miniature sun-flares.

The trucks were attack3d with flaming molotov cocktails, flares of heat shooting up into the darkness. Our attackers were not hybrids but regular Rising Star Beta’s, the ones spared from sacrifices claimed at the Ceremony. Over twenty charged at us, shifted, snarling and ready to kill. Illuminated by the burning trees, for many of the Battlation this was our first real fight. No more training rounds, we fought ugly and desperately. There were yelps, howls and injuries to everyone but we won. Now we have tasted our first blood, we are truly warriors. Overnight we all changed. Only Zeke remained cheerful, bragging about his 'scored to the admiration of nobody.

Muscles bulged beneath taut, matted fur, and his teeth gleamed wickedly in the dim light. Suddenly, the tide of the battle shifted even more as Bolton's size and power gave him an advantage Lucas hadn't faced before. Relentless in his attacks, he battered Lucas, driving him back. Lucas now struggled to keep up, his body protesting under the onslaught of blows, each of which felt like a sledgehammer hitting him, and he could feel the edges of his consciousness slipping away.

She moves with a fluidity and grace that is almost hypnotic, her movements so smooth they seem effortless. Despite the chaos around us, I am transfixed by Lia's fighting. It is both beautiful and terrifying to watch, like a force of nature unleashed. I know that we will emerge victorious with her by our side, but at what cost? The toll this battle will take on our pack is unknown, but I fear it will be high. As the battle rages on, Lia's movements become even more fluid and deadly. She is like a goddess of war, a creature of pure violence and destruction. The men who face her are no match for her skill and speed. They fall before her like wheat before the scythe.

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u