Bloodsoaked Champion Novels & Stories

Our bond seared, agony flooding my chest like I had been torn open myself. “No!” I shrieked, forcing my way through. Lucian dropped to one knee, blood pouring from the wound, staining the earth. The champion raised its claw again, ready to finish him. The world narrowed. I didn’t think. I didn’t choose. I unleashed. The Harbinger fire exploded from me, gold laced with black. It roared across the field, swallowing the champion whole. Its scream was unearthly, shrill, before its body crumbled into ash. The remaining enemy wolves faltered, scattered, some burning where they stood.

The champion of house black fire shouted on top of his voice. The crowd’s cheers transformed into a mix of awe, shock, and fascination. The champion of house Black Fire stood tall amidst the flames, a dark and ominous figure, basking in the adoration of the spectators. The scene of devastation and victory served as a chilling reminder of his dominance and the price to be paid for challenging him. As the smoke and the cheers filled the air, the champion of house Black Fire reveled in his triumph, his name etched in the annals of the tournament’s history. The arena became a stage for his dominance, a testament to his ruthless power and his unwavering pursuit of victory.

ah, such ecstasy. Getting delirious from his bloodlust, Rex abruptly detaches his grip on his shoulder, tipping him off for a moment and diving beneath again to soar in triumph with our dentition clapping his throat. “What a sneaky move there! Does our champion even stand a challenge to this beast!”

“Sandbags are gone—next one comes straight through!” “Pour the last alchemist’s fire!” Serna roared, ripping the hammer free in a gush of blood. The champion dropped to one knee. “Light the whole fucking courtyard if you have to!” Kaelin vaulted down from the wall, sword singing. “Fire teams—on me! We burn the ram crew or we die here!” Ten defenders sprinted after her, barrels of liquid flame sloshing in their arms. The champion lunged again, axe high. “Your pups will die screaming!”

Just when we were about to be separated, the captain of the soldier and some of the pack soldiers were coming out of the room of the dead champion. “Prepare to mount this post tomorrow Eric. We cannot have more champions dying” He said and Eric nods his head in agreement. As they were walking out, they held the dead body of the champion and for some reason I begin to feel hotness in my chest. I checked to see the necklace was glowing and I gently tapped Mammon. “He was killed using sorcery” I whispered to him as we watched them vanish through the corner of the hall. “How did you know that?” Mammon asked in surprise.

Soundhound dropped Vendetta then collapsed to his knees. “Well, what do you know? Looks like you have the stones to do what’s necessary after all,” Soundhound said with a dying scowl and started to disintegrate into red molecules. Taylor stood overwhelmed by the realization that he just took the life of another champion. “I didn’t mean to. I didn’t --” Taylor tried to apologize. “Don’t act all innocent, Taylor. It’s in our nature to kill or be killed. That’s the fate of all champions,” Soundhound explained as his body continued to disappear.

He looked like he was about to say something, but he was cut off when he started coughing violently. He spat out a mouthful of blackened blood. It made for a gruesome sight against the white carpet. Felix stared at the blood in disbelief before he jerked his head up to look at me. "Why?" I set my wine glass down and looked down at him from the tip of my nose. "I'm just fulfilling my responsibility as a mother." Felix's eyes widened when he finally registered my words. The wolfsbane worked quickly, especially since Felix had been caught completely off-guard. It didn't take long before he crumpled to the ground.

A white wolf locked eyes on him, grabbed the jar in its jaws, and respectfully placed it in my hand. Another wolf bared its teeth and sank them into Noah's neck. It tossed him into the air and slammed him to the ground. Just as they opened their jaws to finish him off, I raised a hand. They stopped at once, crouched by my side with their heads lowered. Noah's eyes lit up. "May, I'll… be happy to die here. But you stopped them… Does this mean—" I yawned, then continued, "You're reading too much into it. I just didn't want them tainted by your filthy blood."

The wolf bowed its head, backing away as it pleaded for mercy from the black wolf, but he didn’t back down, howling out to the forest that echoed as he aimed for the wolf's hind leg, breaking it with a wicked crackle as the wolf cried. But it seems the dark wolf had a scrap of mercy for the wolf or maybe a warning to the other and him as an example as the wolf limped shamelessly away with its tail between its legs. And from those four wolves, he came out as champion. The battle was over; he’d won. And I was next. Fuck. “You…you came back to finish the job, didn’t you…“ I called out, my breathing harsh and barely even awake, as I was losing blood, and from the battering on my body, I was slow