Duel Runners นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“My rage is fire. But their lives are my flames.” I reached across the twins to Tristan. “Let’s walk into hell… together.” The cursed wolves surged, and Dante raised his dagger—the throat rune blazing. I raised my hand, twisting time’s heartbeat. Pearl and Luis bounded forward—twins and parents unified. Together, we stepped into their shadow as— The Final Duel begins.

Dante’s rules were never friendly, but if it meant the race would happen, I was in. He leaned forward in his chair, his hand resting on the armrest like he was holding the hall together. His eyes cut from me to Zayne before he spoke. “The duel will take place on Ravenspire Road.” My resolve almost faltered at hearing that. That was no easy road. Many riders had lost their lives there. It was brutal. When I thought that was all, he continued. “And the second rule: you will not ride your own bikes. I will provide you with what is worthy of the real Brotherhood’s competition. Two Hellfire Blades.” He announced.

Finally, he was complimenting her. "Thank you. Now can I move to archery?" She asked hopefully. "No, the duel is in three days and it would be a battle of strength and endurance not skills." Lara's face fell. She had heard a lot about endurance to last her a long time. Hopefully, she'll be able to win the duel. The worst part was it would be taking place in the capital. There's a ring specially prepared for duels like this. Brad had taken her to get a view of what it looked like. It looked like a place where someone could die and no one would be able to save the person.

They all like the idea. “Good.” Kyle continues. “The competition only involves duels between two people until there's a winner in each category. The higher-ups will be responsible for pairing you with your duel partners and the best three fighters in each category will receive handsome rewards. So, anticipate something big.” “Sounds cool.” “Yeah. Also, there'll be two important guests present for the occasion. Alpha Morgan of the Creek Bay pack and Alpha Rowan of the Blue Diamond Pack. They'll be present to watch.”

“That’s archaic…” “It’s punishment. It has to be.” Nyx finished her tea and stood. She didn’t look at Alaric across the hall, though she could feel the attention like pressure between her shoulder blades. Duels weren’t about knowledge. They were about dominance with witnesses. About forcing conflict into tidy lanes where the institution could declare winners and losers and pretend the outcome was neutral. They were drawing battle lines. The first duel pairing went live an hour later. CALDER, NYX VS HARTWELL, ELIAS

"The Council claims I had freedom of movement to commit murder. They say I slipped their watchers, evaded their geas, appeared and vanished like a ghost in the night. But a duelist has no privacy. Every move is witnessed. Every strike is recorded by the arena's memory crystals." "And if you lose?" I smiled, the sharp expression that Rina Vale had learned from a thousand villainess novels. "I won't." The arena was gold and bone. Sandstone columns rose like ribs from the earth, supporting a canopy of enchanted glass that filtered the dawn into amber shards. The dueling circle was a perfect disk of white marble, etched with runes that would contain lethal magic and prevent death - usually. The

“I think she said it all. We are one. One are we!” The crowd chanted the words. Gabriel turned to me, grinning. “I think we have a new Pack slogan, thanks to you.” I grinned back. Everyone taking part in the run dropped their robe, including my mate. My eyes were glued to his naked body. He was magnificent. He was beautiful. He was mine. “Coralridge!” he yelled. “We run!” Everyone shifted, including little Umi, who was an adorable scruffy pale wolf. Halia nipped at her scruff and they scampered off toward the valley.

"Enough. She won. But the Ravagers aren't going to let this go. They've called for a Blood Duel to settle the territorial rights before the final championship." My heart stopped. A Blood Duel wasn't a race on a track. It was a midnight run through the Devil's Backbone a treacherous mountain pass with no lights and a thousand-foot drop. "And who are they sending?" Dax asked, his jaw tight. "Not The Butcher," Dutch said, a cruel light entering his eyes. "They're sending Victor Kane himself. The man who owns your father's debt, Mia." I looked at Dax, and for the first time, I saw real fear in his eyes. He knew what I knew: Victor Kane didn't just win races. He made sure his opponents never came

It was such an adventure to write, and I am excited to say the adventure continues in the sequel, "Chase." Your favorite side characters will be pulled to the forefront as the beginning of the war the hunters alluded to takes hold. Mate bonds aren't what everyone wants, and they can prove to be quite the hinderance - especially when they fail to see that the universe has a bigger plan than just their destined lover. No one likes to admit they can be the difference between life and death, etiher. No one truly loves change, but sometimes it's necessary to chase after it. ********* *********

There’s a brief moment of applause and cheer. But then he speaks again. “However, by special request, an additional duel has been sanctioned before we can proceed to the final duels that would crown the final winner.” Silence ensues within the crowd. “He will now face… Valerys Winthrope, the undefeated.” The silence doesn’t last long. Gasps erupt. Murmurs flare. Shock, disbelief, terror...like a ripple of fire moving through dry grass. «Valerys Winthrope? The mad warrior? The killer with a whisper? The beast with a face like a broken mountain?»