Fighting Spirit Series Novels & Stories

Xanthakos said through gritted teeth, “I’ll show you what happens to those who betray me!” Xanthakos transformed his arm into a sword and rushed toward James. At the same time, he released numerous clones, which circled James and charged at him. On the other hand, James conjured his forty-nine Primordial Spirits and sent them toward Xanthakosʼ clones. Meanwhile, he went up to the real Xanthakos and started battling him. James had various battle experiences. Moreover, he received help from Fennec, Hemera, and Lesiaʼs second body.

However, it ended up biting on empty air, In the place where the spirit was supposed to be. Rargh! Confused, by its inability to pierce the spirit man, the beast roared madly before landing with a careless thud. Thus, it broke its hind limb. Rargh!! it shook it's head crazily; vexed, it charged forward again. Stirring thick dust in its wake, the beast kept running round in circles, as it received heavy blows and struggled to make out a particular target. This was exactly the power of ancestral spirit—the warrior could use the spirit they communicated with to fight in battle. Thus surpassing all physical limitations.

Akira's loyalty was unwavering, but his outburst had hurt her deeply. Vicky's eyes blazed with fury and hatred as he stared at the shattered mug, his thirst and frustration boiling over. "Akira, that's it!" he bellowed and yelled, his voice echoing through the forest. "I've had enough of your interference! But mind don't it again, otherwise you will have to face my words!" Akira stood her ground, her feathers ruffled, her eyes flashing with a fierce inner light. She let out a defiant cry again, as if daring Vicky to challenge her further. Vicky's face twisted in anger, he took a step forward, but Akira was quicker.

Even if it was selfish of me to feel that way, yet I was happy that at least two of them shared the same hostile feelings towards Adrian. Adrian and Serena sat on the couch next to us and we continued watching . It was tense to say the least,when Serena broke the tension by suddenly declaring "I'm bored. Let's do something fun" All of us agreed to that, Alex said that we could have a water fight. "The boys will be in one team and the girls in another. And the team that will get hit the least number of times would be the winner. The losers will be the slaves for a day." Angelo said

The purple light from his palms crawled from its hilth into its clear, sharp shaft until the tip, emitting purple smoke around its whole length. But King Astius didn't fear it. In fact, he looked like nothing would scare him now. Without hesitation, he thrusted the sword forward. King Marcellus twitched his sword for a bit and eagerly countered the attack. King Astius was surprise at his strength. He was only using one hand while the other one with the whip was still pinning King Ambrose on air yet he possessed an unbelievable strength. Their weapons kept clashing hard against each other and neither of them wanted to slow down or slack off. Both were desperate to claim the prize of honor and

It turned its glowing red eyes on Lucius, hissing in rage. "You dare to defy me?" the spirit snarled, its voice reverberating like a thousand whispers. Lucius stood firm, his sword glowing with a golden light. "You have no place here," he said, his voice calm but resolute. "Your time is over." The spirit lunged, its shadowy form converging on Lucius. The two clashed in a battle of pure energy, the air around them crackling with power. Lucius's light clashed against the spirit's darkness, the two forces locked in a deadly struggle.

“I’m calling Dr. Kerr.” “Regionals are in six weeks.” “I know.” “It’s conditioning, Dad.” “I know you think so.” I had the whole argument loaded. Inflammatory response, training volume, the week-by-week log I kept in my head that could account for every single thing. I opened my mouth. Closed it.

He had to release the blood spell and he was so tired that he begun to spit blood. "Swallow that blood, I have started using spiritual energy, this fight just started," I announced. "The fight, no problems I still have tricks up my sleeve," Elvis said. "Some tricks up your sleeves, I am not a fan of tricks but bring it," I said. "Tadara water style, prison fang of death," he screamed. The water turned to spikes I had to jump so high but the spikes came for me I had to use my swords to defend it. One stabbed my stomach.

He dodged Blake as he came with a swooping hand to scratch out Nathan's side. All of the aggressive and animalistic behavior was completely sucked from Nathan’s demeanor. The shadow launched himself at Nathan and he just stepped out of the way. Noticing a moment of weakness, the Spiritwalker swiped his hand in an attempt to throw Nathan across the lot, but underestimated Nathan’s fighting expertise. Nathan jumped from his spot and threw off Blake, who stumbled from the lack of contact. Nathan jumped on its back and shoved the Spirit into the ground, dirt and gravel sprouting around its tumbling body.

And she whispered back – without even one tremor of hesitation or fear – “I love you, too.” **** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed following the individual and group stories of the ‘Fighting For Love’ series characters. ‘Fighting Love’ (Fighting For Love #3), the next book in the series, is Reena and Mitch's story and and it’s available here on GoodNovel. I also invite you to please check out my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com