Brawl Stars Vore Novels & Stories

Huffing, Blue sheathed his sword, offering a passive hand glowing gold, which formed the alliance between the players. "Truce?" "Truce." Blue hopped out of the tent, immediately feeling the warmth V was irradiating leaving his body. Swinging against the trees skilfully, V just eyed him. "Wait!" Pausing he hung off the tree by his arms, twisting over to face his new teammate. With a raised brow, he glared at V impatiently. "I don't have a baboon skill like you do. So, carry me." "It's not a game skill, I learnt it."

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

Alan was in a pinch and didn't know how to escape from this, just a little movement from Fearow and it would be assaulted by sharp leaves over and over again. Announcer "Amazing, Lauren fake called out Giga Drain to bring Fearow in a perfect ambush position and used Leaf storm to trap it, what will happen to it will the same fate as Arcanine waits for Fearow?" Lauren "It's over, Giga Drain" Venusaur suddenly sent his vine towards Fearow which is trapped inside the Leaf Storm, the vines wrap hold of Fearow and drain all the energy from it and let it go causing Fearow to fall down from the sky to the ground rendering it unable to battle.

"The Gold Devouring Voodoo Bugs are my masterpiece! They can't be killed so easily!" He brandished his dagger, commanding the swarm. "Kill him!" A dense wave of black-armored bugs swarmed toward Chase like a black tide. These venomous creatures, bred to feed on martial arts legend-level power, rushed to bite and tear at their prey. "Scram!" Chase's brows furrowed, and with a swift motion of his palm, he sliced through the wave of venomous creatures. His movements were precise and effortless, severing limb after limb of the advancing swarm.

"I just want to know what I'm in for here." His laugh was ugly. "Don't worry, you'll be treated better than them. As long as you keep me happy." My fingers closed around the hilt of Gray's dagger. "And how do I do that?" His answer was to shove me back against the tent pole, his mouth on my neck. The feeling of his hot breath on my skin made bile rise in my throat. In one swift motion, I pulled out the dagger and drove it up under his ribs, angling the blade directly toward his heart. Vex's body stiffened, his eyes going wide with shock. I clamped my other hand over his mouth to silence his dying gasp.

​ Vaelor didn’t look careful. He moved like liquid violence. Nocthrim horns glowing faintly as he anticipated strikes before they landed. Vyrkath's scales hardened across his forearms as he blocked a claw swipe that would have gutted a lesser fighter. Kragvorn limbs extended, giving him reach to slam a fist into the creature’s side with enough force to crack its crystalline hide. He ducked, rolled, and sprang, delivering a spinning kick that shattered one of the monster’s arms into glittering shards.

Valen was leaving every single wolf he fought with serious, agonizing injuries like shattered ribs and torn legs that would undoubtedly take them a very long while to recover from. The fight went on for almost twenty minutes, and I was getting super anxious, my hands tightly gripping the cold stone of the pillar. But my anxiety about the brawl quickly became the least of my problems. I froze as I watched the exact moment the Alpha they called Vorex became aware of my presence.

Damien watched both live streams in real-time, his expression remaining unchanged, as if he were watching an entertaining show. As he observed Layla's stream falling behind, he wondered what Serena would do next. Her numbers were already trailing. The stream continued until the end without any significant recovery. In fact, the gap widened even more. Lila's stream was a complete victory. Although Layla's stream sold out its in-stock items, the remaining were pre-orders. In terms of quantity and other aspects, it couldn't compare to Lila's stream. So, they lost this round. After the stream ended, Serena gave Layla a big hug. "Thank you so much for completing our collaboration."

He was a lean, hungry-looking man with eyes like a vulture. "Kaelor," Voren drawled, leaning back. "I heard you picked up a new pet. I didn't realize you’d started collecting Vaelis trash." Kaelor’s chest surged. A low, wet growl started in the back of his throat—a sound no human should be able to make. The table groaned as he leaned his weight onto his palms. His eyes were shifting, the irises bleeding into a predatory, molten gold. "Watch your tongue, Voren," Kaelor hissed. "Or I’ll rip it out and feed it to the strays."