Bloodsoaked Champion Novels & Stories

He actually gives his opponent a deadly look before biting into his shoulder. He rips a large chunk of skin and muscle away from the smaller one's shoulder. A river of dark red blood sprays the battered ground and I look away for a second. When I look back I am just in time to see the bleeding Cok headbutt his opponent. The biter's grip loosens and then fails completely. The blood-stained champion strikes as soon as his feet are back on the ground. He punches the biter with all his strength and the biter falls like a chopped tree. The winner raises his good arm into the air and the crowd begins to cheer.

the announcer says as he backs off the field, and the champions begin to circle one another. I watch Cull closely as he goes on the offensive right at the start. He picks a fight with the champion closest to him and they exchange punches until Cull walks away with blood pouring from a wound on the top of his forehead. The next champion Cull engages is a tall Glortinon. The Glortinon quickly knocks out my champion with one punch. All my hopes of Cull getting the first spot disappear within seconds.

She headed towards the Alpha's garden, the sound of ripping clothes pushing her to run faster, and her dress dug painfully into her ribs. The Alpha's office came into view as she rounded the corner, thundering paw-prints gaining on her. Glass shattered as she slammed into the windows and twisted at the last minute to shield her face. The floor came up fast in the darkness. Metal on metal sang as she snatched the ancient sword from its resting place and drew it. The sword gleamed at eye level, and the bookshelf pressed into her back as a guttural snarl erupted from her throat. There was now only the quiet crunching of glass and the dripping of her blood onto the floor.

My heart drops as I watch a man come to stand beside her; he whispers something into her ear; I see the fear in her eyes before she quickly averts her gaze to the floor; lifting his head, the man looks at me, his face fearless as his eyes turn red, he never takes his eyes from me as he makes his way into the ring, shredding his cloak on the way, his muscles ripple under the spotlights, his pale white skin taking on an eerie glow. Fuck! I'm fighting the new-age Vampire King…. Well, I have never been one to back down from a fight; I shred my own cloak as I backflip into the ring, making the crowd go wild. I am Killer, the undefeated champion of the underground...Ain't no Vampire King going to

Waves of pain crashed upon their bodies, their thoughts consumed by determination to defend their family's honor. In a final, ferocious attack, Addison's sword found its mark. The azure blade pierced through Chandler's defenses, plunging into his side. Chandler gasped, his breath escaping in ragged gasps, as the world spun out of focus. He collapsed to his knees, his life force slowly slipping away.

The champion fighting the male from Gaimo uses his distraction against him and does a power kick to the side of Gaimo's head, which makes Xiu scream. Garlof doesn't even acknowledge the punch. Instead, he punches Burk again, and my favorite champion falls like a tree. Unconscious bodies are all over the ground at this point, but they don't matter. My eyes are solely on Burk. I feel terrible for him. He got ganged up on by the other Commanders. He was at a disadvantage from the start, and I ruined his chance to pick within the top five. After another two to three minutes, only two champions remain. The big champion from Bronkark who tried to help Burk and Commander Garlof. They exchange tired

As I fell into danger, Jake put up a fight, his limbs ripping. Despite being drenched in blood, he bolted toward me and pounded my attacker on the head. Blood spilled all over the concrete floor, either coming from Jake or the rogue. Anna let out a shriek. It was total mayhem. “Joey!” Anna shouted. Through the madness, a massive black wolf came charging from a distance with incredible speed. I knew that it was Joey, my aloof mate. It never crossed my mind that Joey had shared a mind link with Anna.

BLOOD AND VOWS --- CHAPTER ONE THE HIT “In this life, love doesn't kill you. Loyalty does.” - The wine glass tipped a second before the explosion. Emilia Romano didn’t hear the blast first—she felt it. A deep, gut-punch thud that rattled the floor and cracked the windows like bones snapping in a quiet room. Her father’s car. Gone. She didn’t scream. She stood there barefoot on the marble, wine dripping from her fingers, glass shattered around her feet. The air pulsed with heat from the hilltop, where smoke now curled into the twilight like a funeral veil.

Alex POV The fair was… for lack of better words loud. Louder than what I expected, everything was so fucking loud these days, my body has not felt like my own ever since I fought that mass of meat, I feel a buzzing under my skin like a thousand flies had laid eggs beneath my skin and they were ready to hatch. On some occasions the rare ones where I wasn’t driving I scratched the itch hard enough to draw blood, but instead of the flies, maggots and eggs I expect to fly out I was just met with a dark red and the sweet metallic scent of blood , the wound wouldn’t even

The very thing they’d been forced to fight for, like dogs scrambling for scraps under their mother’s table. He leaned down, blood dripping from his chin, his fingers closing around the invitation with a calm, final certainty. “I win,” he said quietly, lifting it up for all to see. “He can’t make it.” He turned and looked at Jaxon—his brother now slumped against the wall of the arena, one arm hanging limp, chest heaving with shallow breaths, sweat and blood soaking through his shirt. “Just look at your favorite son,” Dorian continued, his voice sharpened by exhaustion and contempt. “He’s barely breathing.”