Duel Runners นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Never.” The girls did say they couldn't wait to end each other… or Matteo would kill Dante and then himself. How was this man suicidal? Not like it was always stamped on the forehead, but he just never looked the type. “Wow. I never would've guessed if you didn't say. Y'all make it sound so convincing.” “Of course. The double ‘s’ in Russo is borrowed from the ones in '‘madness’. They're insane and now I am too.”

I smiled wide instantly, excitement bubbling up because I had always heard whispers about this at the academy—the legendary duel where two challengers fought hand-to-hand, no weapons allowed, and the winner earned one wish granted by the kings themselves, anything reasonable like land, title, or favor. “No way,” I whispered, thrilled to Varynia. “The Crown’s Wish Duel? For real tonight?” She grinned back just as excited. “Hell yes! It’s rare, but when it happens, it’s epic. Brutal, but epic.” The challengers entered, A lord Harlan, that burly western march lord built like a tank, and then Nyra, striding in confidently with her fighting leathers on, hair tied back fierce. My mood soured immed

Once again the turf had been folded back on either side of the slit and Jim was struck by the similarity to a pair of female labia. He stopped dead still at this, trying to process his feelings. His two pursuers began to circle him from below. As they closed in, his legs shook so much he couldn’t tell if it was fear or the ground vibrating. Jim leaped forward and began to run again, drawing on hidden reserves and pure desperation.

Giselle said, her voice as smooth and poisonous as oil, “since you seem so confused, let me explain. The duel will not be the kind you imagine, Aryn. We don’t simply stand here and shoot at one another like common criminals.” She took her time, walking slowly around the circle so that every eye followed her. She loved the attention. “You will both enter the hunting grounds. The challenge is simple—the first person to kill a deer will be declared the winner.” The words slammed into me like cold water. The hunting grounds? Just me and Isabella? A wave of something—excitement, adrenaline, maybe a little madness—rushed through me. This wasn’t just some staged duel with rules stacked against me.

So we waited until his alarm created a noise. “Everyone, your hour of meditation is up,” he announced. I glanced at Angelo who looked like he was lasered by sunlight. He smiled as soon as he saw me. “Everyone had to run for five kilometers. And after your running activity, we’re going to have a duel. Pick up your pedometers and start running—now!” I was about to stand up and copy what the others are doing when Chaz talked again. “Except for Catherine. You’ll stay in here.”

Nicole looked up at me, her jaw tight. This was dangerous. More dangerous than the bidding. The space in the center cleared quickly. Chairs were moved. The crowd stepped back. Creating a ring. Rune removed his outer coat slowly, tossing it aside. Zyran drew his sword. The metallic sound echoed through the hall. The duel began. Rune attacked first. Fast. But Zyran was faster. Steel clashed. The sound rang sharply. Rune pushed forward aggressively, but Zyran blocked easily. Their movements blurred.

The crowd erupted into cheers, and Malcolm's eyes narrowed in approval. But Thrain quickly recovered, and the duel continued. Eirak landed a series of quick jabs to Kaelin's face, sending him stumbling backward. The crowd cheered, and River's eyes shone with excitement. As the duel continued, it became clear that each of the warriors had their own unique strengths and weaknesses. Kaelin was strong and powerful, but slow and clumsy. Thrain was quick and agile, but lacked the strength and power of Kaelin. Eirak was a wild card, with a series of quick and unpredictable moves that left his opponents stumbling.

Marcus and Louis went to their specific position in the ground. "This is a duel happening between Alpha Marcus and Alpha Louis for the title of Alpha King. Whoever wins this duel will win the title and territory. The duel can begin now." The guard announced and went back to their specific position. Every person present on the ground knows what is going to happen, it is impossible to defeat Marcus when he is at his full potential. Louis made a huge mistake but he was confident in his plan. All the hearts started beating at a very fast pace, people were nervous and scared, if Louis wins this duel he will destroy all of them, he will kill anyone who has taken the side of Marcus.

David sighed, defeated. “So, are you going to watch or not?” Miko suddenly asked. “We will watch, hyung.” Danny firmly answered. “We won’t miss it.” Jaden added. “I wanna see that guy die.” Jun whispered. “No one’s going to die, Jun.” Sean exclaimed beside him. “What do you mean, hyung?” Jun asked him. “The duel ends when one of them get injured.” Aikon explained. “Will it be a duel like the cowboys I always see on movies?” David curiously asked.

“Your place is only five minutes away and we’ll still get drenched while running from here to the car and while running from the car to the house so...” A sudden squeal from someone behind us made us turn around and I saw a couple of soaked people - three boys and two girls - rush up to the building from the black car that I had seen pull into the parking lot earlier. Abigail and I stepped away from the diner’s door before a birdlike squawk drew my attention back to the group and my heart jumped in my chest when I saw the face of one of the boys. Hell. It was Tyler… Tyler Carson. Also known as the boy that made it his job to torment me before my family and I moved to London and the reason I