Duel Kdrama Novels & Stories

The referee did a little hiking and trekking to reach Zeve and Hikari amidst the rubble. “Luna held on to Prince Hikari’s sword for over five minutes. So according to the rules of the royal duel as suggested by prince Hikari and formally accepted by luna Zeve… THE WINNER OF THE DUEL IS… LUNA ZEVE AMOR BLAZE!” He screamed, elated. The whole stadium roared with excitement, pride and all the emotions that the duel made us feel. Everything came out as screams and cheers. Zeve’s eyes met my gaze.

“Girls, can you stop for a second? These are my nieces, Fiona and Dahlia. This is my husband, Olivier.” I’d briefly met both girls at the wedding, but I’d been so distracted that I’d honestly forgotten their faces right afterward. Fiona was red-haired and tall like her mother, while Dahlia was dark-haired like her father. They both looked like they’d happily set the palace on fire and laugh with glee as it burned. I held out my hand. “Nice to meet you. Again.” Fiona took my hand. Dahlia just hissed and ran to hide in one of the cat tunnels. She almost fit inside it.

The spectators buzzed with excitement, fervently debating who would claim victory. The duel began with the clash of swords, the sound sharp and relentless as they struck again and again. Vaani pushed forward, driving the Crown Prince to the edge of the cordon. Cornered, he leapt into the air with the agility of a seasoned warrior, somersaulting over her head and landing behind her.

"Iris, I must. For you. For us. Caleb walked confidently and lazily across the clearing and into the circle. Iris's jaws twitched at the sneer he wore, his sharp eyes first fastening on her and then dismissively shifting to Aiden. Caleb rolled his shoulders and snarled, "Brave of you to show up, pup," "Too bad bravery won’t save you." The audience became silent as Damon held out his hand. "Let the duel begin." Caleb surged, a whirl of strength and threat, as soon as his hand fell. With a force that rocked the earth, Aiden and he collided head-on.

His face was all emotionless as he stared at me with nothing but disgusting, loathing, and hatred. My heart squeezed. I opened my mouth, desperate to say something, anything, but before I could, the voice of the MC boomed through the hall. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the special event that will shake the whole city of manchester…” The crowd erupted in mad cheers, while others murmured in confusion. “I guess it's time for the proposed competition, see you there, My Rival” Andrian said before going away with the woman beside him. Her distant laughter rang like the horn of hell to my ears.

But. "How about a duel, you and me?" Dohyun clenched his fists tight as he stared at me. "A duel?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Yes, a duel." He nodded, readying himself. "Are you sure it's alright?" I asked, looking up at him. "Of course. I'm an S-rank; I am not that weak, remember?" He replied smirking. "Oh, really? And do you believe skills are more important than ranks?" I countered, placing my hands on my hips.

Silas announced. Even though I felt happy since I was close to my win, I didn’t openly smile or celebrate. The door swings open and Kael steps inside in all glory. He sat at a corner, watching me like a predator after prey. “Final duel,” Silas called out. “Ayla versus Leon.” Leon was a mountain of man with a wide deceiving grin. His hands were wrapped in brass knuckles that had spiked tips. “Stop,” Kael’s voice rang out, cold and commanding. He stood up. “Drop your weapons.”

“You doing okay?” Before I can open my mouth, Ethan steps between us so smoothly it feels choreographed. He stands exactly two centimeters too close. Not violently— but in that polite, terrifying CEO way that quietly says, step back or lose your kneecaps. Seojun blinks. “Uh… CEO Jang. Good to see you.” “No,” Ethan replies. “It isn’t.” Yup. They’re going to duel. Honorably. With spreadsheets. Seojun laughs awkwardly. “I was just asking how Hailey’s—”

My lips parted, my throat painfully dry, I tried to speak but nothing came through, my palm slowly dropped from the handle. Tiana’s gaze met mine, a grin climbed up her face as she dramatically increased the sounds of her moans, her fingers pressed against Dom's back. “ Dominique!!!” Finally, my mouth worked, my heart thrummed in my chest as I begged God that this was all a dream, that I was still inside my car, fast asleep but I wasn't…this was real, painfully real.

I would not show them fear. As I stopped before Kaius, our eyes locked, but I was quick to look away. “Three rounds,” he declared, his voice rising. “No weapons but strength, no allies but will. The one left standing at the end shall be declared the victor. The first round of the duel begins at the sound of the horn.” He said and took a few steps, leaving Sloane and me to face each other. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. “Ready to go down the drain princess.” Sloane's smirk grew into a grin.