Death Battle Next Novels & Stories

His voice was getting frantic. Duke was not moving; his eyes were shut and his skin glistened with the first drops of rain that had come with the rumbling sky. “Duke!” Tim screamed. He had felt the panic in Jason’s voice and young as he was, he understood what that meant. Jack stood by the side, tears glimmering in his eyes. It seemed the boy had already given up on life before it started. “He is dead, is he not?” he asked.

The linguistic scholar died. Before we could even reach the secondary stairwell, the massive, tinted glass windows of the living room shattered inward. A hail of high-velocity tactical rounds tore through the air, punching violent holes into the dark velvet couches and marble walls. Three heavily armed mercenaries, clad in matte-black tactical gear and Vance syndicate insignias, breached the shattered ledge using high-tension ziplines from an adjacent rooftop. Malakai returned fire instantly, his sidearm barking three times in rapid succession. The lead mercenary dropped hard against the broken glass, a tight cluster of crimson blooming across his chest.

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

“Exactly!” Dalton nodded, and he urged, “You must be pretty tired today. You should go on and get some rest. Our final war with Andraste will take place in a few more days. After that, there will only be two possibilities that could come out of that war. It’s either life or death.” “I understand.” Tyr nodded and said, “Don’t you worry, Grandpa! We will not lose this war.” After Dalton left, Tyr went on and stayed at the house where his mother used to live. After he experienced that brutal electric shock, even someone with a robust body like him had a tough time holding up.

"Oh, no! Let's kill each other!" Next

He looked straight into my eyes and said grimly, "There is something very specific you should know about the challenge before you make a decision, though." I frowned, my muscles tensing under his palm. "What is it?" "It is a fight to the death," Darian said, his voice dropping into a cold whisper. "The fight cannot end until only one person is left standing." I took a big, shaky breath, the weight of the northern crown pressing heavily onto my shoulders. A fight to the death with my own blood line. "I understand," I said quietly, forcing my voice to remain steady. "I will think about it carefully and discuss it all with you again later."

Pain ran through me as I crumpled to the ground, the world spinning around me. Just as darkness threatened to consume me, the abrupt clash of steel and the roar of battle reached my ears. Through blurry vision, I saw Killian and Darius, standing tall and fierce in the midst of the combat. With a final strike, they defeated Terry, his body falling lifeless to the ground. *****

And there was one cut near his eyebrow that looked like it hadn't even healed yet. My stomach twisted painfully. God, I'd done that. Or at least part of it. The memory of our last fight hit me like a sucker punch. Last Friday at the bonfire, both teams went at it again. This time, it was Craig who had slept with one of the Warriors' girlfriends. The guy confronted him, and it all went down from there. It was like a thing now, where the boys just slept with the other's girl or sister just to taunt them. The Warriors did it to us, and we did to them. It was like a sick game that, of course, usually ended in some kind of a fight.

Next Day Aidan's POV I can hear the sound of people rooting for Logan to win as I dress in my leather fighting gear, the people chant Logan's name, too bad they're about to get disappointed. I walked into the arena and the people didn't hide their disapproval, some of them curse at me but I didn't care all I want is to get this fight over with and leave with my mate. "As you all know, the newly appointed Beta challenged the omega for the Alpha, a fight to the death the winner becomes the Alpha's mate, since it's to the death there's not much rules except anyone who enters the arena will be considered part of the fight and can be killed without any repercussions, with that being said you can

He stared hard at that photo, and his eyes gradually became more bloodshot. Sofie delivered the final blow that crushed him. "Wake up! Your Luna is dead! You and your men were the ones who personally dug her body out of the trap! Have you forgotten?"