Evolved Warrior Domination Novels & Stories

A new legate to defend Novemton's lands had been born. And in his first battle, he had killed Bashir, an immortal. This battle sent tremors throughout the outlands and would be recorded in history books for generations. The people will forever remember the newborn hero who took over Wyvern Peak at the mere age of nineteen, codenamed Dominus. "Dominus!" "Dominus!" The people at Wyvern Peak chanted, sending echoes throughout the place. Novemton's new leader had ascended, ensuring the safety of their lands and the people within. On the flip side, the outlands were in chaos from the shock of this event.

if he came back tonight to finish what he started, maybe she could use this dagger for her protection. But as soon as the thought formed, a cold wave of dread washed over her. She knew who she was dealing with. Dominic Varkov was not a boy. He was not a soft, entitled prince like Cassian, who hid behind royal guards and flashy words. Dominic was a brute, a battle-hardened warlord who had spent his entire life slaughtering his enemies with his bare hands. He was fourteen years older than her, a thirty-two-year-old man who possessed a terrifying, mature masculinity that made Cassian look like an insignificant child.

********** ********** Lucas zapped his way from the hospital to the castle gate, where his men are fighting off the rogues so easily. He knew he could trust his men in the battlefield but as their alpha, he needed to be there with them, show them support so they could be assured that as much as he trust their skills, he also cared enough to be there with them and offer his support when needed. He strutted his way to his beta and mind linked him; one thing Lucas was so proud of, was the fact that his men only shifted to their wolf form when they see the need, they are so strong that they could fight in their human form for as long as they wanted.

He barks a harsh command in Albanian to the mercenaries by the window, sending them scrambling out the front door to secure the overgrown yard. Alone at the table, I unlock the cloned phone. The digital keypad glows in the dim light as I punch in Eve’s number. Dominik was an effective warlord. He conquered the city with brute force and intimidation. But he failed to realize that the most lethal weapon in the modern world isn't a gun. It’s leverage. Taking a deep, centering breath, I press the call button and raise the phone to my ear, waiting for the counterfeit Queen to answer the line.

But Dominion fought like something endless, calm, calculating, cruel. Liora’s voice slipped through between the chaos, small, trembling. “Mama… it hurts…” Sera froze mid-swing. Dominion seized the opening. Her hand closed around Sera’s throat. “Of course it hurts. Evolution always does.” She lifted Sera off the ground effortlessly, her strength inhuman. Sera gasped, clawing at the hand around her neck, her magic flaring weakly. “Let… her… go…” Dominion leaned close. “Why would I release the only perfect thing you’ve ever made?”

Pain shot through me as I groaned, curling up slightly from the impact. “Fuck!” I cursed under my breath. “You’re too slow,” Dominic snapped, his voice sharp and cold. “I won’t accept someone like you, someone who moves like a snail and can’t fight back.” He paced in front of me as I struggled to sit up. His voice thundered across the field, commanding attention. “The warriors here, I've trained them myself. I honed their strength and instincts. Their stamina rivals that of rogue wolves. And the enemies we face… they don’t wait for you to be ready.”

From a lowly mortal, he had been able to gain power that was beyond his imagination in the past. Even now, Evan was convinced that he barely scratched the surface of what this little item on his fingers was capable of achieving. “Status.” He silently uttered. Name: Evan Ridley Class: Warrior Experience: 100/1000 Level: 1 Cultivation Techniques: None Life: 100 Strength: 98 Agility: 45 Intelligence: 3 Defense: 79

I argued . Dominic laughed. "Your father was a Warlord, Raven. A Kael. They didn't just have teeth. They had the elements." "Great," I muttered. "More secrets." "It's not a secret," He squeezed my shoulder. "It's a legacy. Fire, wind, ice, earth and spirit" "Sounds like a bad poem," Cole spoke. "Shut up, Cole," Dominic and I said at the same time. We looked at each other. Dominic smiled. It was weak, but it was real.

But now, it was actually possible. Genetic mutation, to some extent, really might be the path to human evolution. Excitement bubbled in Ewan. "My case is just the result of a GeneX Pill mutation. It's too limited. The king of Dasovia got the Genetic Bond. Their genetic engineering tech is way more advanced. It won't be long before they produce a batch of Empowered Warriors and sweep through everything. I've got to find a way." Just then, a figure flashed through Ewan's mind.

System, I'd like to evolve. [DO YOU WISH TO EVOLVE?]