Gallant 소설 & 이야기

The idiot holding on to me was too proud to see it, which was why he kept on talking like he had just won a great bounty. “You’re the one that sent whatever tried to kill her earlier.” Gavrael said. His eye colour kept flickering between red and gold, that was the only indication of his internal struggle. If not for his impeccable control, he would have snapped and released his beast. Instead, he was calm, trying to distract the enemy while planning what his own move would be.

"More wine, sir?" He looks up at me. "Yes." I can feel his eyes burning a hole into the side of my face as I refill his glass. "Bella," he says, my name rolling off his tongue like a new discovery. I stop. I return the bottle into the bucket of ice. "The name suits you," he adds, looking from my name tag to my face. His speaks in a clipped tone. Almost vaguely sarcastic, but he doesn't seem like the kind to say anything he doesn't mean.

Zak didn't answer, just looked at me with a hardened expression. "You're a coward," I told him. "I am a soldier!" His bellow echoed around the room and I stood to my feet. "You didn't act so strong in that castle," I said boldly. "Cain knocked you down with one blow. What makes you think you'll be able to withstand him this time?" Zak smirked. "This time I have you. You are the chink in his armor and I plan on exploiting that." With that being said, he turned and began to walk away.

" Maxwell asked, and there was a crack in his voice that showed fear. Garland was right. We had none of the three things he mentioned that were necessary for a victory in war. He had warriors and weapons, Keith had warriors, weapons, and magic, and all we had was our fighting skills. Our warriors weren't much, so we won't be able to meet Garland's might no matter how strong and skilled we were, and we did not have weapons to increase the strength of the few warriors we had. Scarlett was the only magic we would have had; she is with Keith now. Keith has it all, and we have nothing. Whose fault is it if it isn't ours?

That at least gave me the strength to want to keep going. "Believe it or not, neonata...” Dante whispered, running his finger over my lower back “I am even luckier knowing that I have a mate who is more than willing to stand strong beside me, fighting the battles that we both know are painful. You didn’t lose yourself or your morals despite everything that you’ve seen and been through, and that only proves to me how beautiful your heart is”

Aunt Anna explained. "Why is it impossible?" I ask "Well, because the palace is guarded by a very strong ancient magic. Outsiders can't come in unless they are permitted. " With that, she turns away from us, towards the wall, and just snaps her fingers three times. Suddenly there was light. Right in the wall was a bright opening... a hole of some sort, similar to the one Doctor Strange opens in Avengers. "Oh my God." Rachel gasped excitedly..."This is awesome. So what you guys just have to step into that and boom... you are home? " She asked, and my aunt nodded.

Romeo taunted Gallas and smirked, giving a small scoff. Gallas rocketed himself at Romeo, sword slashing down at his prey. The crown princes' army roaring at him in encouragement. Gallas felt his blood surging through his veins. He could not help but be stirred up by such a strong opponent. Romeo lazily avoided the downward slash. Eyes mocking the half-blood. He swiped his hand out, sending a silvery arc speeding right at Gallas' face. Gallas retreated a few steps, quickly bending backwards. Sweat poured down his face together with a small trickle of blood between his eyes. That silver arc would have sliced his head in half had he reacted a second later!

Romeo taunted Gallas and smirked, giving a small scoff. Gallas rocketed himself at Romeo, sword slashing down at his prey. The crown princes' army roaring at him in encouragement. Gallas felt his blood surging through his veins. He could not help but be stirred up by such a strong opponent. Romeo lazily avoided the downward slash. Eyes mocking the half-blood. He swiped his hand out, sending a silvery arc speeding right at Gallas' face. Gallas retreated a few steps, quickly bending backwards. Sweat poured down his face together with a small trickle of blood between his eyes. That silver arc would have sliced his head in half had he reacted a second later!

THE LEGEND OF THE VIPER PROLOGUE There were so many ways one could celebrate their twenty first birthday but never had she ever thought it would be this way. Dressed in a black beautiful and exquisite robe with the huge vicious viper on the back, she walked slowly and confident down the aisle as she went to her throne. The hall was crowded with her followers, children to the hilt; all wearing their specific colors. Behind her the Oracle followed her. The only sound that was present was that of the drums being played. She finally arrived and stood there.

“I appreciate your concern, and you do have a point. We can defeat them without this duel. But it is exactly why I am going. I must prove my strength and valor to the army. I must show them that I am a competent commander.” “Then, I pray for your fortune in battle,” unable to convince the prince, Gianni returns to the rear. The champions of both sides make a beeline for the midpoint between the two opposing armies. Prince Julien rides across the field donned in armor of pure silver, the main material for royal armors. A triangular carnation cape flutters attached to his right shoulder. It bears the crest of the kingdom of Gallia.