Game Of Thrones: Battle Of Blackwater Novels & Stories

Bodies hit the ground around him, some groaning, and many others unconscious. Then in the distance, the sound of engines roared, till it got closer. Gunfire exploded from outside, tearing through the upper windows of the warehouse, as bullets rained down into the midst of the fight, scattering Blackwood’s wolves. Jace turned in time to see Gabriel and Stephanie walking in through the side entrance, their backup swarming in from behind them. Blackwood used that opportunity to strike, he surged forward with sudden speed, his steps silent despite his size and age. Jace turned to meet him, but it was too late. Blackwood’s hand shot out, striking a precise point at the side of his neck.

I bent to the waist and bowed down to Alpha Douglas. When I lifted my head, my eyes connected with Alaric. We stared at each other intently, not wanting to blink or look away. No one wanted to give an inch. We only pulled our gazes away when Alpha Douglas spoke. “It is settled then. In three days, Alpha Leo of the Red Stone Pack and Luna Erin of the Black Water Pack will face each other in the battle arena. The rules of the battle stand - whoever kills his opponent will emerge the victor.” Alpha Douglas banged his gavel, telling everyone the matter had been decided.

The stink of death was overwhelming, and its intensity increased by the second. "The omegas' district is safe for now. Most of the attackers gathered in the center, and that's where we're going," Tyrion said. A minute later, the sounds of a fight reached our ears. The number of groans, horrifying roars, and shouts told me that what I was about to enter wasn't a fight but a slaughter. Tyrion jumped out of the car and shifted, and Nicolas and I did the same. I followed Tyrion's black beast as he stormed toward a group of wolves, madly attacking the group of the pack's warriors. There were twenty attackers against six from the Moon Blade Pack. Tyrion leaped forward, extending his claws and open

Her eyes closed as she prayed to the moon goddess, asking for her grandfather's protection in the upcoming battle. Both Phoenix and Blackjack were still at the battle the struggle was becoming horrifying with blood all over their furs; it seems that this battle will soon become a blood bath. Considering the immense hatred that had accumulated between the two wolves. Regardless of the circumstances, Phoenix remains determined to kill Blackjack. With the intention of biting his neck, Phoenix was about to deliver the final blow. Blackjack first clawed Phoenix's face, then latched onto and bit his front paw. Phoenix let out a howl as Blackjack bit down harder, and when he let go, the taste of b

My harsh breathing withers away, and I fall slack against meaty arms. No. No… I try to kick, but my limbs don’t move. Soon enough, darkness swallows me whole. ---- ETHAN's POV I barge out of the car before it fully stops moving. The scene before me is a battlefield. A few men lie on the ground, their blood forming pools on the filthy asphalt. Others are hiding from the gunfire behind cars. But there’s nothing to hide from. More accurately, we’re late. Fvck. Laye motions for his guards to check the perimeter, and they comply with sharp nods. I remain in place, feet planted solidly on the ground, as my gaze roams the cars and the people left behind, whether alive or with their heads down.

The forest becomes a funnel. Eastmarch wolves try to reinforce, but they are too late. They retreat, leaving Vale to fight alone. This time, they move faster. Their movements aren’t routed. Instead, they are forced back. Vale follows them, but not before suffering a few more casualties. The battle ends. but not cleanly. When the dust settles, three Blackmoor warriors lie wounded. One does not rise, and I stand over him in silence. Riddick lowers his head. ‘Cost.’

Jaren and his young warriors held the bridges farther down, claws digging into earth. Ronan’s voice carried over the water, magically amplified.“Last chance, Blackthorn. Yield the female and the heir. End this without more blood.”Kai shifted to human form, standing naked and unafraid on the bank, silver blade in hand.“Over my dead body.”Ronan’s smile was cold. “That can be arranged.”He raised a hand.The first wave charged.Silverfang wolves leaped into the river some swimming, some shifting mid air to gain speed. Arrows tipped with silver flew from Blackthorn archers hidden in the trees, finding throats and eyes. Bodies hit the water, blood blooming dark.Thorne’s ambush teams struck from the

My body hurt and my school uniform was already stained with blood. The little strength I had with me this morning was already taken away from me. I staggered, knowing that I wouldn't last long in the woods. “Kiah!” I mumbled, still moving, so weak. “You can't even look for me…” tears streamed down my cheeks. “I didn't kill our parents. Tyrion caused it, yet you hated me and made friends with our enemy." I sniffled, clouded with thoughts. The memories of that day will never leave me—they keep lingering in my mind.

I say hesitantly. “Sup dude? How’s life on the dark side?” Xane blurts out. “Don’t be a douchebag.” Donnie buts in. “It’s fine Donnie. Life couldn’t be worse, couldn’t be better.” I huff. “Cool.” Xane laughs. “Show him the mask for the game we are playing later!” Alex chuckles. “Sure. Plain white mask, black hoodie and Dead Man’s Woods. We’re going to play manhunt.” Donnie says with a smile.