Fighter Heroes Novels & Stories

Thank you for being with Madison, Aleister, Mallory, Hunter, Farkas, Ahina, Roberto and everyone else! Battle of the Immortals officially signing off!

"So what about it? Does he have a clue that it's the Lane family that he's about to face?" All the Genetic Fighters in Zombieland were looking at Lucas with a pitiful look. Lucas then thought about waiting for their arrival instead. In no time, a group of Genetic Fighters showed up grandly, like a ferocious tiger coming down a hill. Lucas happened to meet with the two leaders of the group of Genetic Fighters, who happened to be Hercules, and the fifth elder, Herman. "Who! Who's the one who dares challenge the Lane family?!" Hercules roared to the crowd of people.

He killed her for nothing. My hatred fuelled me as we battled, he was still strong and wiry. Leaping in and out of defensive manoeuvres trying to wrong-foot me. It was obvious which of us had completed decades of attack training and which had only brute strength to rely on. Brute strength and boiling rage.

After what she had seen the night before, it was with relief that she saw Jax came to her, early in the morning, frightened, it took her some time to calm it down and grab it when she succeeded she rode it and kept a jog, not wanting to know how competitive Edwin felt about showing that vampires were better than werewolves, but she had slept badly after the sighting of the creatures last night and all that entailed. Night Soldiers were creatures conjured by a powerful human-made spell, their only function was to hunt the mystics, whether they were Vampires or Werewolves, although they did not see well they had excellent qualities in other senses, had the smell of vampires, and the hearing of

“Good thinking. The vampires and rogues will charge ahead, and those traps will give us an opening. GrayCrest and BlackWater can take up the front lines here. They’re used to intense combat and can handle the main assault.” “Crescent Moon will have their best fighters at Killian’s command. We need our strongest up front as well.” He looked at Reed. “What about Asher, Noah, and Logan?” I asked, glancing between them. “They’re our toughest fighters, of course, and Killian undeniably will be aiming for them.”

As Jessica clears my mind with all the lies that Imelda and Lucile planted on my mind, those two only made me angrier. Lucile's effort to help me with the revenge I want on Liam and her mother, turns out she is my opponent. Because now... I never imagined myself having connected with the two people I used to hate before. I never saw myself having to team up with Jessica and Liam with one goal to attain–-to put Lucile and Imelda behind bars.

He took the hit clean. He staggered back a step, grimacing as he absorbed the pain. It hurt more than any opponent he had faced earlier. Because this time, it came with guilt, written plainly in his eyes. “Fight me like a man, you bastard!!” Anthony shouted. Bastian wiped the blood from the corner of his lip and shook his head. “I don’t want to fight you, Tony.” “Coward!!” “You’re my best friend.” “Best friend?” Anthony snarled. “You already betrayed that, idiot!”

Outside the viewscreen, the steel mill loomed, lit by the otherworldly glow of Windwalker's presence and the deep red of elemental magma. Three against seven. The math was terrible. But as Bryan looked around at his team—at Amy with her new resolve, at Classy's steady hands, at Cara's fierce loyalty, at Emma's nervous courage, at Mello and Willz's silent readiness, at Shadowalker's ancient burden—he thought maybe, just maybe, terrible math could be rewritten. The transport descended. The first real battle for the fate of their world was about to begin.

She frowned wondering exactly what he was doing here and so now her curiosity increasing she inched a little more towards the door that was left slightly open. "You won this fight, if you keep on winning, you will find yourself getting closer" he was instructing as he gave the shirtless man/fighter a towel. Even from behind Eira couldn't help but admire his broad back and muscles. "Don't worry Mac, I will make sure to win the fights. I am going to get to him, no matter what" Armando said with determination and confidence in his voice. His voice sounded vaguely familiar to Eira but she couldn’t quite place it.

“I’m sure he will be able to help my Yorke family tide over these difficult times and bring my father and Uncle Wayne back safely from Northriver City.” Jayden Zahn, who was standing nearby, got even more anxious now. He could only stand there helplessly as Connie fantasized about the sudden appearance of a hero. Heroes only appeared in movies. He admitted that Tyr Summers and his group of people were very skilled fighters. However, this wasn’t one-on-one combat; it was a battle of two cities. As good as they were at fighting, would their dozen or so people be able to fight against the hundreds of people that Yannick Lloyd had?