Gauntlet Heroes Novels & Stories

Her soul screamed for peace, her spirit cried for salvation. "Miracle!" she cried out. That was who she could call upon. The one that had to answer her call no matter what. She stared up blankly, her eyes firmly fixed. "Mother Miracle, I need you." *** Harry Malton jogged steadily on the wide tarred road. His red back pack danced up and down making a gentle noise that served as a rhythm for him. On his face was a huge smile. His brown hair bounced up and down beating gently against his forehead. The cool breeze blew around alerting him to spread his arms out wide to intensify the super-hero imagination he was playing in his head.

I was ready. I had spent months training for this moment and I was ready. The annual Grand Hunt had finally come for this year. Until now, I couldn’t be a part of the festivities because I was too young. The age for eligibility to participate was 24. This year, it was finally my year. I’d been training since before I even qualified. I would do it; I would win. For my family. I had to. I would restore my family name if it was the last thing I’d do.

Katleho kept a stiff smile on her face,hoping she didn't have to use her fists to get through the gate. The two security guards argued. Fortunately they were the only ones guarding the gate. Mika and Katleho smiled with a nod. Mika threw the first punch on the head of security,Mr L.Evans,strong enough to knock him to the ground. Katleho punched the other security guard, Mr R.S. Weerd,he also fell to the ground. "Please don't kill me I have a family to take care of." Said Mr Weerd, gasping for air with Katleho pinning him to the ground,he had no way of escape.

At least kill this boss faster than the rest. "Let's stop thinking." Yao Tai shook his head and squatted in front of the chief's corpse. He put down his sword and began to loot the corpse. [Bear Glove] (Yellow): Gloves made from the skin of a giant bear. Effect: +5 skill, +20 health. Durability: 14/15 [Rock Gauntlet] (yellow): A gauntlet made of pure rock and high mana. Effect: +5 vitality, +20 health, +10 mana. Durability: 12/15

I hesitantly accepted and dropped it after one hurried shake of our arms. He immediately turned his back to me and began heading to the center of the sparring ring. When he pivoted around I momentarily caught a glimpse of the back of his neck. I was taken aback when I spotted not one, but a plethora of Molnija marks, small tattoos shaped like lightning bolts coming together in an X. Each tattoo signified a Strigoi kill and was usually accompanied by our Guardian insignia upon entry of service. Many Guardians kept their hair shorter or pulled back to show them proudly. I supposed I had only seen him with his hair down up until that point, but for a moment I couldn't believe my eyes. I started

he said raising it and shoving it back into the sheath, he walked out of his room and Regal followed. Regal stood behind Raymond, his hands clutched at his back, as Raymond addressed the recruits with grace like he didn't have a big painful wound at his back, eating him up. Regal heart was heavy, but with his chin raised high, he watched the new recruit, yell "to victory" while raising their swords. Whatdo I feell? You wouldn't want to know, but at least I knew, even those who I thought were blessed by fate, also had their problem.

A part of me was upset about her interruption, while another part said it was good because we really should progress our relationship slowly. “It would be faster if we ran back in wolf form,” Bronx said with a nod from his brothers. Quickly they shifted into Bullet, Blaze and Banshee, shocking me at the speed they had accomplished it in. Must be the benefits of being a Guardian Knight I thought to myself. The three wolves, that I now knew were of Alpha blood, were the biggest wolves I had seen in my entire life, even bigger than their father. With a sound, Bullet indicated he wanted me to climb on his back, to which I looked at him with exasperation.

His hawk tattoo glistened with the trails of sweat running down his tanned chest, its inked talons raking his shuddering stomach as a feathered wing arched itself over his right shoulder. I flinched as the stick Big Jim held whistled downwards, landing in the space between Aaron's collar bone and neck. My stomach rose to my throat at the sound of the landing thwack. Aaron grunted and faltered back, giving himself a moment to shake the hit off before he took a calculated lunge forward, knocking Big Jim flat on his back. The bigger man's wrist thick rod spilled from his sweaty grip and rolled outside the four markers. Aaron leapt off to the side and crouched behind his opponent, oblivious of t

He was caught off guard last time but this time, he had Jim get him new gauntlets that were acceptable in the ring. As the wheel spun, he put the gauntlets on. They were a pair of plain silver coloured gauntlets that covered his hands all the way to his elbows. The wheel slowed to a stop. "And his opponent," Horr yelled from the middle of the ring. "Dash!" †††††† Name: Dash Age: Hidden Height: 5"8 feet Ability: Dark Dash †††††† Dash was clad in all black that covered every single part of him except for his eyes. He was like a ninja and even used a black dagger that he reverse-gripped.

My fiancé, Alex Thompson, spent a fortune at an auction for his first love, Betty Bates. But he only got me a pair of dishwashing gloves from his supermarket points. On the country's biggest private vacation island, Alex stepped off the plane with Betty, who was in a high-end mermaid gown. They drew a crowd of admirers right away. "Mr. Thompson, I didn't expect you'd show up for this charity gala. I heard you took over the company just five years ago and crushed dozens of competitors. You're really making waves young," someone said.