Romans & histoires Diary Of An 8 Bit Warrior Book 7

Stone held, pup—she’s yours, rest! Lila knelt near the crumbled remains of the Boneweaver Lord, her chestnut ponytail undone, hair falling in messy waves, hazel eyes bright with relief, her parchment scroll clutched in her hands, smudged with ash, the charcoal stick broken but the runes she’d sketched a key to their victory, her wool cloak wrapped loosely around her, her tunic soaked with sweat, the wind easing, her courage a quiet flame that had burned through the darkness, the Veilborn’s hum silenced, her maps a lifeline that had guided them true, the Veil’s air clearing, the sun’s light illuminating her face, the ash settling, the battle’s echoes fading, her spark a guiding star, the lega

For some reason, I feel nervous as I pull out the book. A strange rune is etched onto the front. It isn’t one I have seen before. Untwisting the string that holds the book closed, I gently open the cover. This is Morgan’s diary. I glance around my new office, looking for anyone who might be watching me. Bruno is snoring loudly on the couch against the wall. Sinking into my chair, I flip through the pages. This diary dates back farther than any book I have ever read. Propping my feet onto the desk, I begin to read the first entry.

"Well, let's talk about something else, shall we? How about we go visit the library after breakfast?" Zach groaned dramatically. "Again? But we were there yesterday!" "Books are important," I said, ruffling his hair. "Besides, I thought you liked the warrior tales section." His eyes lit up at that, and I smiled, setting Zoey down in her chair. As I moved to the stove to help with breakfast, a wave of dizziness hit me. I gripped the counter, closing my eyes tightly. Flashes of a battlefield. Blood on snow. A white wolf with yellow eyes, fighting alongside me. A man with dark hair and intense eyes, reaching for me.

“Face it, omega. They don’t make royal warriors out of girls who can’t read. I’d be doing you a favor.” I lunged for the book. Amber shoved me back with her free hand, making me stumble into the bench. So I went for her instead. I ducked under her arm and drove my shoulder into her midsection. We went down together beside the fire. The workbook flew out of her hand and skidded across the ground, away from the flames. Amber was bigger than me, so she rolled us over and dug her knee into my stomach so hard that it knocked the wind out of me.

"She is a warrior. Not a housewife." Housewife. My hands were rough from a year of ink stains and paper cuts. I'd sat at that desk until two in the morning more nights than I could count, balancing numbers that didn't add up, chasing debts his Beta forgot to collect. Housewife. "I could have been a warrior too," I said quietly. He didn't even pause. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be. Think about your conditions and bring them to the elders at the full moon." "But if you'd just listen—"

So Lex growled at him to fight back, no matter the difference in size and strength. A 7-foot beast warrior standing against an 8-foot one. With Lex's sheer size and strength, anyone could tell who'd win. The beast warrior launched at him. Lex didn't move a muscle and watched as the warrior aimed towards his neck. It was a rookie mistake. Right then he could tell that the warrior was a new recruit. He grunted and swung his arm across his face, but to his surprise, the warrior expected his move and managed to bite his arm as he swung his body to the side, leaving his long, hairy hind legs targeting his face.

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I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.