Epic Battle Fantasy Lance Novels & Stories

she declared, her voice ringing out across the desolate plains. Liam, his gaze fixed on the approaching horde, echoed her sentiment with a grim determination. "We fight." The robed figure let out a raspy sigh, a flicker of something resembling gratitude crossing its purple eyes. With a wave of its hand, a surge of energy erupted from the ground, forming a series of jagged obsidian spikes that rose to meet the approaching tide. The battle commenced, a chaotic clash of light and darkness. Evie unleashed blasts of energy from her staff, pushing back the obsidian creatures with each hit. Liam, a whirlwind of steel, danced between the snapping claws and razor-sharp teeth, his every strike precise

“You must fear losing your claim to the throne.” “I fear nothing.” That was a lie, because behind me stood Gina and for the first time in years… I had something to lose. Cassian lunged again, and this time Lena intercepted him. Her claws slashed across his chest. Silver-black blood sprayed across marble. Cassian hissed. “Vale Witch.” Lena smiled coldly. “I’ve been called worse.” The princess fought beautifully, ruthless with no wasted movement. Cassian clearly realized fighting both of us directly was no longer advantageous.

he continues, smirking, “you want my help, don’t you?” I hesitate. “You know her better. You’re friends with her. You know what she likes.” He claps his hands once. “Unbelievable. Darian McAlister, Prince of Lycans, Warrior of a Thousand Battles, has come to me for dating advice.” I groan. “Just…stop.” “Do you even know what a picnic is?” he teases. “Because if you think it’s just fighting outdoors, we’re going to have a problem.”

They almost seemed unreal as they fought, like they didn’t quite belong in this world. But the rogues fought dirty. Strike and retreat, draw them further in, closer to the border. Test their formations and slink back when they hit harder. It was an infuriating game of tug-of-war. Lance was everywhere at once—shifting, striking, tearing through the enemy line with a viciousness I’d never seen from him before. His speed was unmatched, his sheer reckless intensity terrifying to see. He fought like a man with something to lose. But the rogues would not break.

Fate Fighters ‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍‍The birth of change CHAPTER 1 Fang city_ The capital of the vampire Empire. "Run call for the physician" the chief maid who had just ran into the queen's room shouted. A maid had suddenly screamed from Zara's hall_ the queen's chamber, others came rushing in, only to meet their Queen Struggling with her breath, while gasping for air.

This one, however, had 45 high-ranked Lycan warriors within. They were all trained to the highest of standards, killing nearly all of what was left of their teams. Zaire and Alpha Ryan ended up being surrounded, both held out against them for a while before one small misstep for Zaire allowed the ones surrounding him to swamp him. Punching, kicking, clawing and biting, Zaire cries out as one takes a big chunk of flesh out of his shoulder and another digs his claws deep into his abdomen. Zaire whispers, “Farris, I’m sorry…”

“He’s trying to trigger you both. He wants chaos. He wants her to lose control completely.” Lance clapped mockingly. “Bravo, Yance. Always the loyal dog.” Yance’s eyes flashed red. “Dogs protect their family. You hunt yours.” Every vibration of my power made roots crack beneath my feet. My pulse raced so fast my chest ached. Poisonous blood or not, my instincts screamed to leap and tear. “Lance,” I growled again, voice scraping like broken glass. “You will die here.” He spread his arms wide, inviting the attack. “Come then, princess. Show everyone how cursed you really are.”

he responded, his words carrying a sense of respectful concern. "Tsk. Shit..." That was a problem. The elite knights, clandestinely dedicated to the service of every lycan prince, posed a challenge that couldn't be taken lightly. Their exceptional skills allowed them to swiftly identify and neutralize any potential threat. Once their attention was drawn to something awry, the perpetrator's fate was sealed—hunted down relentlessly until they met their demise and were laid to rest on the unforgiving earth.

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

But before Jayden was able to quench his lust on the poor priest, the screeching sound of the door nearby alerted him immediately, his gaze now turned at the intruders. “Get away from him!” Tobias screamed while throwing his fireball at Jayden. The flame burned Jayden immediately, but he quickly summoned his rune sword and cast an ice wall to himself to extinguish the fire. Carson and Aiden quickly charged at Tobias, but Jeremiah was covering his friend by casting a holy lance spell to each prince. “Holy lance! Holy lance!” The Lance pierced their backs and caused severe injuries to both princes. Tobias gave Jeremiah a hand signal, “Come here quickly, Jeremiah!”