Chrono Crusade Novels & Stories

Shreftwood stepped forward to run to them but Krona thrust his Shield in front of him, halting him in his tracks, Krona had been with Divine Victory far too long to misinterpret this act of honour. The ultimate sacrifice. He knew the look of a sacrifice when he saw one and right now two of his dear friends were going to fall so they could live. Gravland nodded to Krona and saluted, Krona nodded back his stern features refusing to give way to his feelings of loss, Drykator and Drago watched in horror as Lengolassa fired the arrow at the cliff edge, an eruption of dirt and rock tumbled down the cliff face piling up for another blocked path just like when they had arrived.

I continued to follow Kenan, and as we got closer to the hut, I could hear Clarisa's voice very clearly. "That's Clarisa's voice!" My scream made Kenan's friends run faster because they were relieved that it was a human voice and not a demon. They looked for a way to get inside, but it seemed the old hut had been locked from the outside. "Break it!" Kenan's orders. "Do you think I'm that strong?" Protest the guy in the black hoodie. "Move!" Exclaimed one of them with bald hair. The bald guy was carrying a very large piece of wood.

Kennard answered “The men are ready. We fight to the death.” “I cannot guarantee that we will see the sun tomorrow, but I can guarantee that while I stand, while the Zumerong flag flutters in the wind above our heads, no man or beast shall enter our homeland.” Humphrey reiterated as he straightened his back, resolve filling his eyes, resolve that stemmed from deep within in. Kennard and Gabriel thumped their chest as they nodded, a gesture that conveyed absolute loyalty and conviction. “Samuel and his men will join us on our crusade, but the ones stationed here won’t be of much help.” Humphrey, Kennard and Gabriel huddled around the makeshift table as they drew on it with charcoal. Outlining

I asked Christopher, confused why he was pulling me away from the battle. “Because I have a plan to get into the building while the war is being fought on the opposite side of the building. I have the maps memorized and I have a plan.” Christopher tells me and I trust that he knows what he is doing and I decide to follow him. In the distance I could hear the wolves and the hybrids as they battled it out and I could see that the wolves were winning. Then I see huge dogs that were in a blaze of fire attacking the men in cloaks. They were holding their own but the men in the black cloaks were using a black mist to fight them off.

If they wanted to take out Giovanni, then they were more dangerous than he thought. “The scorpione Nero which means the black scorpion in English is an ancient Italian cult founded some centuries ago by a group of elite Italian scientists, administrators, and other men of high intellectual standards. They believe greatly in science and astrology.” She explained. “Wow! Sounds really powerful,” he exclaimed. “Ya. Many years ago, they were declared dangerous and the church labeled them an enemy. Some of their members were killed and they fled into secrecy. They haven't made a public appearance for many decades, so they were thought to have been disbanded.” Cielo added.

“ Don’t be foolish, Kronos. They are the enemy and they see you the same way. You can’t afford to be soft in the middle of battle. Mercy doesn’t exist on the battlefield. It’s either us or them. It’s just how things have been in Ocrad, since before the time of our forefathers’ forefathers. And it will continue long after our time. There is a reason none of the other countries in the East will have anything to do with us. They fear the endless bloodlust of Ocrad and they are right to do so. Diplomacy is a word so rarely used it’s become obscure. Now come on, we have a mission to compete.” Kronos took one last look at the blood scene beneath him and clenched his fists. I will find a way to cha

"Smells awful. Good riddance. Dane, enemies at the door. Ready?" Dane roared. "Ready. Let them come. This is our last battle." The doors burst open. Loyal guards and officials charged in. "Stop them," the lead man yelled. "The project cannot end." Ezra raised his voice. "It ends today. You hurt too many. Dane, left flank. I take center." Dane charged in shifted form. "For my dad. For every student you broke. Feel this." Thomas fought beside allies. "Push hard. Ezra, watch your side. You are bleeding more."

he sighed. Brandon’s expression shifted, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. Cedric Croyso had once been a fearsome general defending the borders, and his guards were all former soldiers from his personal regiment—skilled in martial arts and diverse talents. There was no reason their report should arrive later than Martha’s guards. The only explanation was that it wasn’t that the Croyso reinforcements were slow, but that Martha’s guards had been unusually quick. Most likely, the guard who reported the attack was involved in the ambush, and Prince Zachary was somehow tied to this…

Her bodyguards swarmed me, a flurry of fists and boots coming at me from all sides. I fought back with all my might, but against those muscular men, I was overwhelmed and forced to the ground. I curled up, doing my best to shield myself. Nicole let out a piercing scream and threw herself over me, her small body trying to fend off the blows meant for me. I called out to her weakly, unable to push her away. Desperate, I managed to roll over, pulling Nicole underneath me to protect her. I barely cracked my eyes open, squinting at Simon a short distance away.

one of the securities sent to retrieve Esther says, “and one of our rescue ships is gone, she must have got tipped off and ran.” “What!” Heath yells angrily. It seems this cruise is surely from hell.