Fighting Darius Free Online Novels & Stories

Max just stands there waiting for the call, seemingly unimpressed with Darius. The moment the councilman Fred declares “FIGHT”; Darius launches full speed towards Max. I hold my breath as Max doesn’t appear to move and it seems he’s going to be hit by Darius. Almost at the last moment, Max steps out of Darius’s running path and turns to watch.

ken argued. "What are we going to do while you guys have your fight?" Jessica one of the girls complained as the boys placed their hands on the table to start. "You could just watch and learn or pick sides and cheer us on," Derrick said as he handcuffed Jerry while Regal's right hand cuffed ken's. "Seriously?" Jessica replied irritated. she was there for the catch not to watch some stupid dumb fistfight game. She thought since Regal was there he was going to be spending good money buying expensive wines, meat, and other things.

The voice was from Ellisia. "STOP!!! THIS BATTLE HAS TO END, THAT MAN CANNOT DIE BECAUSE HE IS ABOUT TO BECOME A FATHER- THE FATHER OF MY CHILD. YES YOU HEARD ME RIGHT. I AM PREGNANT AND I CANNOT KEEP ON WATCHING THIS NONSENSE FIGHTING." Hee sudden confession sent confusion to the faces of the officials. Kyro froze when he heard Ellisia. I stepped back, seeing him fell down on his knees as he shift back to his human form. He covered himself with a towel.

Darius stayed next to me, snapping his head right and left to see if anyone was approaching us. Two rogues charged at me. Darius took them head on. He was a force of destruction. His claws ripped through anyone who came near me. He fought like an Alpha, fueled by rage. I stayed close to Darius, fighting alongside him. My heart pounded as I dodged an attack from a rogue. Then I lashed out, slashing my claws across his face. He stumbled back, howling in pain, and Darius finished him off by plunging his claws in his neck. The air was filled with screams, grunts, flesh being ripped off and bones cracking. It was thick with the scent of blood. The rogues kept coming, and one by one, the rogues fe

I received a letter from Darius ordering me to come and see him immediately, I went there and he told me about the war, the one that is happening between Honeywood and Westeros. I could not ask the reason for the war anymore, I had been forced into the army. I don't want to be part of the army. After he finished talking I said, "have a duel with me, Darius, if you win I would join your army but if I win you must give me true freedom." "What do you mean by true freedom?" He asked looking confused. "Don't pretend like you don't know what I am talking about," I replied. Darius with an exhaustive look drew out his sword immediately and came from the attack, "right here? Right now?" I asked feeli

A staff member stood outside—dark blue vest with the event logo, headset on, notebook under his arm. "Apologies for the intrusion," he said politely, but with a clear sense of urgency. "Two registered fighters, the Italian Paolo Gerini and the Emirati Karim al-Fahim... have issued a challenge against Graves." Marcus's facial muscles twitched. "Now?" he asked. "Twenty minutes after a win?"

He pinned her to a tree “Do not move, I won’t take too long.” She rolled her eyes and scoffed. He looked at her more sternly and she shrugged and nodded. He ran in the direction of the oncoming men. She watched his accurate movements, the three of them circled him and attacked. He ducked when a punch came, and moved sideways to avoid the jab of a knife. Xavier pulled out his sword and slit a throat. He wiped some blood from his face, he faced the remaining two.

"I do not have to beat you. I just have to hold you here long enough." "For what?" His answer came from behind. Darius appeared with fifty warriors. They had fought through Dmitri's forces to reach us. "Get away from my mate and daughter," Darius said, his voice deadly calm. Dmitri looked around. He was surrounded. His elite force was either dead or engaged elsewhere. "This is not over," he said. "Yes, it is," Darius replied. "Surrender now and I will let you live. Your warriors can go home. No more bloodshed."

I retaliated with a powerful swipe of my own, catching him off guard momentarily. The forest seemed to hold its breath as we clashed, the ground shaking with each impact. With a sudden, bone-jarring slam, Darius hurled me against another tree, the force of the blow reverberating through my body. The loud crash echoed like thunder, a testament to the ferocity of our battle. I struggled to rise, my limbs trembling but resolute. “I told you, boy,” Darius’s voice cut through the haze of pain, dripping with contempt. “Just give up. There’s no way you can defeat me... You’re too weak.”

The voice of the High Elder resounded, "The Council wants evidence of devotion. You will be tried in moonlight. Victory over the fighter who dares you, or perish with your shame." Murmurs rippled and in that moment, I knew they all wanted me dead. I was no fighter and i am sure everyone in this palace was aware of that. The fighter that came forward was a mountain of muscle with cross-stripes on his chest, and fangs open. His name was Darius. I had seen him on the training ground several time. He is a famous fighter, brutal and merciless. He sneered as he circled me. Darius didn't even wait before he lunged at me. He wasn't much of a talker