Death Battle Novels & Stories

I said, Mikael smiled and he looked at his pocket watch, the matches of the Bataille were hidden in there. “I don’t know if this is luck or whatever, seems that we are having a deathmatch with them tomorrow,” Mikael said as he smiled, I smirked as I heard the matches tomorrow. “Then, we’ll give them their early freedom, all thanks to their dutiful mother,” I said, Mikael chuckled and Allein remained expressionless. “Well then, let’s rest up for the event tomorrow,” I said then I teleported home. I hummed as I walk towards my dresser to change into my nightgown before walking towards my bed. I’m quite excited for tomorrow, especially seeing Davina’s frail and face when she sees her beloved ch

this is a battle of life and death and only destiny will choose the position we will be. But as long as I'm alive the evil doers will never go Scot free, I will take them all down and I will show no mercy. TBC

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. *****

Sunny Life: “Desert is usually a gentle girl. Getting killed once make a lady a bitch!” Desert: “It’s none of your business. Dark Death, come out and explain. Why did you kill me?” Dark Death: “Do I need a reason to kill you?” Desert: “Can’t you give me a reason? Aren’t you fighting for Lucifer? Last time I saw you standing next to each other. I have a screenshot of it. Dark Death was standing beside Lucifer with invisibility. I just used a kill at that time so, I could see the hidden Phantasm.

Brandon's voice broke the silence, "When I came to, the drugs should've knocked me out for hours. The moment I opened my eyes, Noelle was right by my side. Man, it gave me quite the jolt. "And how is she still standing? With her heart condition and all those extra shifts she's pulled this month, she should've been a wreck seeing me 'dead'." Aria chuckled mockingly. "That woman doesn't care about you. If she did, she wouldn't have just stood there without batting an eyelash." I smirked at their words. In my previous life, Oswin had actually gotten sick from their little game and ended up dying of pure rage. However, this time around, I was given a second shot at life. I would never fall for t

Through the whole chaos and the flames licking at the bodies of fallen men and women, Daegal could see that his men were having the upper hand. The followers of Babatunde were fighting as hard as they could but they were no match for the Volcarian soldiers and dragon fire. From Daegal's right side came a half-burned man who by the looks of him should not even be wielding a sword or rushing to fight but there he was, rushing towards Daegal with murder in his eyes. His short sword clashed with the heavy Nebulosi steel of Daegal's longsword. "Die, you magic-plagued demon!" The man screamed as he strained against Daegal's sword.

My future playing out here in real-time and being decided for me without my consent. Dad fought with years of skill that showed through his transitions and swift moves. He just had to wear the Alpha down. Alpha Austin had seen no combat and had only received combat training. He had no experience in pacing himself and I was certain that would be to his disadvantage. As the fight wore on it was clear both men were getting tired and Alpha Austin was making bigger, more obvious mistakes. If there’s one thing my father had taught me it was that there are two kinds of fighters. The kind that let their anger fuel them and the kind that anger makes them sloppy. And it was clear dad was the first and

Two tides of dark blood collided detonating in a blinding crimson explosion that split Valenfort’s sky apart. The ground quaked. Buildings fell. From afar, Alaric watched through his scope. “If she wins,” he murmured, “Evelyn Cross will die. What remains… won’t be her.” Kael clenched his fists. “Then let her become the Blood Lord, better her than Genesis.” --- Amid the smoke and fire, Evelyn stood among the ashes. Genesis lay broken, half its body melting away. “You… will destroy… everything…” it rasped. Evelyn looked down, no hatred left, only sorrow.

Alpha executing his own kind. The violence is escalating. People aren't just dying. They're being destroyed. Torn apart. Incinerated. Obliterated. I document everything. Every death. Every method. Every second. Because this battle will change London's supernatural balance. The casualties on both sides are too high. Too public. Too witnessed. Parliament can't hide this. Too many bodies. Too much destruction. Even the Veil has limits. 7:38 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-06). Staked by Callum Brennan. Died trying to kill Cormac.

"Time for what?" "To end this." I ran. Through the horde. Through the chaos. Through the death. I reached Commander Vex. I lunged. She dodged. I struck again. She blocked. We fought. A battle of titans. A battle of legends. A battle of gods. And this time, I was winning. Commander Vex fell. I stood over her. "It's over." She laughed. "It's never over." She closed her eyes. She died. I stood over her body.