Cheat Warrior Novels & Stories

“She’s not wrong.” The final game was the simplest, but the most reckless wolf tag. Warriors shifted into their wolves, their fur flashing silver, brown, and black as they darted across the field. The pups shrieked, trying to tag them, though half the warriors let themselves be caught just to hear the children cheer. Joey, of course, cheated. She pretended to trip, tagged a warrior mid-fall, and then sprinted off before anyone could argue. “Joey!” I yelled, laughing so hard my stomach hurt.

“I'm so sorry, Finn. I dragged you into this mess. You do not deserve to go like that. I promise that I will avenge you. I swear it.” I swore. Not long after closing my eyes, I heard a movement. If not for my mage training, I doubt if I could have heard it. It was so quiet that one could hardly noticed it. I pretended to still be asleep as I made a mental calculation in my mind. I still had on my warrior's clothes, so my dagger was still there. I carefully reached out to it and waited patiently.

a warrior says to me. I give him my best fake smile. “Why don’t you pull up your shirt so we can see your stomach and let’s talk about it,” I say, watching the smirk fall off his face. “Or you,” I say pointing to another warrior, “take off your pants and let’s look at that leg. Or you, let’s see your shoulder, or you,” I say, pointing to the warrior who has multiple wounds, some of them infected. “Take your pick, you have three, back, arm, and thigh. Anyone else want to question my nose?”

And in the center of it all—Xalor was breaking. I saw his body bend unnaturally under the force of the champion from the House of Ashclaw. It wasn’t strength alone. I had been watching carefully, desperate to hold onto something that would help me understand. And then I saw it: a flicker of red light around the Ashclaw champion’s wrist. A sigil burned faintly, hidden under his skin. A cheating rune. It lent his strikes unnatural weight, far beyond what his own power should allow. Every punch rattled like thunder. Every kick cracked bone.

Zachariah smiles to himself as he looks over the warriors lying at his feet and the ones standing around watching and realises that these warriors are newly placed here and that they are probably only a few weeks out of training. However, Zachariah knew that this was only the beginning and as he gets closer to his destination, the fights and the warriors were going to get harder and harder to fight unless they decide to cheat, which he wouldn’t put past warriors associated with and under the command of Valentino. Zachariah walks around the camp. The ones not under Valentino's command lay dead on the ground. He faces the other and says, “Fall in!” Every warrior, including his own, Zachariah t

Philip laughed, his eyes burning as he stared at Chester and said, “Are you finally shedding all pretenses and not hiding anymore?” Chester replied, “There’s no need for me to do so. My people have already arrived. I’m sure you’ve noticed it. These are not ordinary people. At the very least, they’re much more skillful than those thugs behind you. I know that you used to be a Dragon Warrior. This time, you also transferred many Dragon Warriors to Cloudside. But I think they should be overwhelmed by now.” After saying that, Chester looked at Philip with a cold smile on his face.

"I swear, I did not cheat! I won fair and square. It was through strategy and skill that I emerged victorious." The soldier's face twisted further, his eyes burning with rage. He seemed unwilling to hear my protestations, consumed by his own stubborn disbelief. His grip on the sword tightened, and I could sense the imminent threat looming over me. However, just as despair threatened to engulf me, another soldier stepped forward, his voice cutting through the heated atmosphere. "Hold on, friend," he interjected, his tone firm but composed. "The girl speaks the truth. She won the game fairly, using her own intellect and cunning. There was no cheating involved."

Werewolves hated losing. Mr. Davidson laughed harshly, shaking his head. “Your Elite Warriors in the Briar Kingdom no doubt have the same tendencies as ours. The higher one’s skills grow, the sloppier they tend to get. Why worry about footwork when you can defeat an opponent with a single advanced maneuver, right?” “Pretty much, coach,” Chris called out, falling for the trap. His buddies all laughed, likewise not seeing it. Maize shared a look with Ben, and he shook his head, silently telling her to control her temper.

Ethan became a headless chicken as he sputtered uselessly, "H-Honey, I can explain." My voice turned ice cold as I hissed, "Explain what? That the video is fake? Or that the fact that you're cheating on me is just a lie?" Ethan opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He looked like prey that'd gotten its throat stepped on by a predator, me. The captain shot me a sympathetic look. "Ms. Bender, this has nothing to do with you. You're free to go." I nodded, picked up my purse, and sauntered away.

I clenched my fists, nails digging deep into my palms. All these years, Emma refused to use protection. But she didn't want kids either, so she demanded that I get a vasectomy. "Vince, can you please get a vasectomy? I'm scared." But just one month after the surgery, Emma cheated on me with Scott. I let out a self-deprecating laugh. Then, I picked up the ring box and opened it. Inside was the pull-tab from a soda can. I held up the tab and looked at her. "This is the surprise you got for me?"