Danganronpa Warriors Of Hope Novels & Stories

Her voice was icy. “Quit the act.” A blood-stained red cloth was thrown onto my face. “I was wondering why Mark’s finished refrigerated warehouse would collapse for no reason. He knelt in the ruins searching all night and found out that you tampered with the foundations! Mark’s refrigerated warehouse is the key to the O'Connor family’s rise in the apocalypse! If I lose my chance to become the leader of the new base because of this, I will never let you go!” I tore the red cloth off my face and almost laughed.

It seemed like we were all holding our breath, making sure that things really had ended. And then, the thin, high note of a bird swirled through the woods, bouncing off of the branches. The smaller animals had returned to the forest. The fight really was over. “We won,” someone said in disbelief. “The war is over! We won!” The voices of our troops spun together, murmurs that eventually grew into a resounding cheer. Warriors hugged each other, shook hands, and clapped each other on the back in celebration. I grinned as I watched them celebrate, but my eyes fell on Harrison, and my smile quickly dimmed. He was standing with his shoulders slumped, head down, staring at the forest floor.

“Four.” The lives of innocent people are on the line. “Three.” The honor of every warrior on both sides is riding on the defeat of one pack and the victory of the other. “Two.” The outcome from today's events would either clear a path to my revenge or be the driving point to my downfall. “One…” “Wait!” I paused in my words and we all turned out heads to the young warrior who stood 3 feet away from us. Sweat covered his skin and heavy pants fell from his lips. He’s one of the warriors we left behind at the pack.

Al was ready in stance to pounce. "Two." We arranged our positions as per our strategy of fighting. Alpha, beta and head warrior on the front. So Bro, Owen and Hunter were first in line. Behind them were Dylan, Wayne and Susan. And last me, shelding my mate behind me. We were just 2 meter away from front exit. As soon as I get the signal from Bro, I and Aroha will dash out. Hope we... "And three..."

And so I was desperate to win, if I can pass this, I would be able to control the full Dante army and I will add the golden pack army to it. I will grow more armies and soon, I will be able to lead an attack Xylah and all of them. I won't mind giving the kingdom to Dante, I will make them watch everything they built, crash in their hands. The power they so wanted would crash in their hands and I will be there to make them watch. "We depart now," I said as they all stood behind me. "Remember, follow my direction and nothing more," I stated. "We might be wrong on the security system, we might be right, so we should be prepared for any changes," I yelled.

A man's scream echoed roughly in a flash. Marcus witnessed two werewolves dragging a male soldier. He appears to be a member of the WW Force based on his clothing. The man struggled, even more, when he was forced to kneel in front of Althaia, who was now staring at him emotionlessly. Althaia grinned horrifyingly. "Any final words?" Marcus overheard Althaia ask the poor man. Instead of pleading for his life, the man insulted Althaia's ferocity. "All right, make the most of your petty lives now, because your race will be extinct in this world soon!"

Hope. He hated hope. It made people cocky, bold. People were not as easily manipulated when they had hope. Instead, they were stubborn, determined, a barrier to his goals. Aradhon did not need a barrier to his goals. Not when he was so close. The dark elf stood on the eighth floor balcony of the Leary Building, staring out over the hovels of Feather Lakes, his arms crossed over his chest, his face stoic.

The ranch was technically Carter's, but he'd given her the space to make it all about kids. Mia had all sorts of amazing ideas for this place. She wanted foster kids to come and learn tools to make their lives better, to give them confidence, and mostly a place to belong. Mountain Hope Ranch in Silver Springs was going to change a lot of kids' lives for the better, Laura knew it in her bones.

she said, finding my confused gaze again. "Aaron? But their nests are impossible to find. Not unless... light have mercy," I said, feeling like I'd been punched in the chest. "We're gonna go," Lills mumbled, getting to her feet. I nodded, too lost for words to find the one's that would make her stay. Scorchers were dangerous, a militia that stood outside the rules and laws the rest of us lived by. They were those who'd committed their lives to the destruction of every non human creature beyond the borders of the Diarna, the furthest mining town in the south. They married their work and bred for numbers. They were smart, strong and loyal to a fault and would rather see our entire world blaze

being happy about each other's path. “1... 2... 3...Clear...” Being fine ... “Raise the voltage!” ...when you see them walk away from your life. But, me... “Her heartbeat is getting too slow.” ... I'll come with him... We'll end up together again. We'll be happy. He is waiting for me... My hope is not here... I am... Blair... and this is my own happy ending. “Ms. Blair Novak. Time of death May 4, 2020, 9:00 pm.”