Guild Wars Novels & Stories

She was trying to force it to eat away at the wards that we had up. Fire balls started to be thrown at the entrance one after another becoming more and more powerful. You could see the anger in her eyes. She was beyond reckless and it was getting worse. All of the light Gods she couldn't replace that she killed were already starting to effect mortal realms. "Realm 68 just started a war." Aries stated as he continued to watch all mortal realms. It was getting bad. I may be dark but I still liked some peace when I ruled. This was complete chaos. There was no balance. It was like death and that's it.

Tadhg Walter asked. "Five hundred years of solid wood, very difficult to shape, if you want to hurry, it's natural, but right now, the war in the Immortal Realm is about to arise, the weapons of the guild are speeding up day and night, the friends want to spend a lot of time."

I bend down to look at the signalling machine for faults. “X? Is that normal?” I turn around to see what he’s talking about, probably the black hole they have contained in the centre of the system. I was totally wrong. The first post was totally wrecked, and the rampage of what ever did this stretched as far as my eyes could see. Whole battle planets were reduced to chunks. I saw the trail of destruction was headed towards Le’uthara. “Ko'vren, forget the docking, head to Le’uthara... now!” The enemy had begun attacking again, this time on a higher scale. This was all out war. Someone decided to pick a fight with the Gentry. And by Fos, they were winning.

How many families he may’ve participated in destroying? I couldn’t resist asking. He looked at me. Brows shooting up in surprise. “Not very many. I command the Guild. And the armies when under attack. But it’s Warlord himself, whose taken for the hunts.” Magus snorted ahead of us. “What, Magus?” He clearly had something to say.

Seeing how the crowd piped down, Oriole shakily continued her announcement using her voice projection skills. "Guild Survivor has an offer. To everyone who sides with Guild Carnage and supports them, we will show no mercy. If you remain neutral, we will grant you protection and shelter during the game. You may even farm for points. Our capable advisor has discovered a few good hunting grounds, and we can share them with anyone who wishes to ally with us during this event. Of course, we will compensate everyone accordingly. Those who can catch the black egg and bring it to us in one piece will be paid 500 credits for every black egg undamaged."

I have read a lot of novels where highschool student trys to play a game at a party but disaster always happen after that. I won't be a part of this game, i rather watch and entertain myself. I saw Kelly smiling already... "Is it truth or dare?" Kelly asked the girl "No! Is a new game...is called paper spreading...we use to play the game a lot in my former school. Don't worry; it will be fun." She said and smiled "Then let's play the game, the guy i saw her kissing earlier spoke. " who is in? She asked...don't worry about the rules and how the game is being done; I will explain everything. " she added

Erriene said in that soft but firm voice of his that always made Alarick’s crotch give a twitch. Kill him, a mocking voice said in his head, He disrespected you. He took the sword and dragged his finger on the carvings. It was Maudinian. ‘Dir ylemi er zi nie rata cogadh anns treubh.’ (There is no war in the tribe.) A quote from a frost giant’s legend, about a great frost giant warlord and his weaknesses, his people, his family and his enemies. There was one special sword for each one of them.

The world outside my window has finally stopped screaming. The golden letters of the global announcement have faded from the sky, but the silence they left behind is worse. It’s the quiet of a predator holding its breath. Every major guild on the planet just got a notification that two fresh pieces of prime rib just walked out of the slaughterhouse. And they’re hungry. I lean my forehead against the cool glass. My reflection stares back—a girl who looks like she should be crying over a broken heart, not planning how to dismantle a goddamn death game from the inside out.

Steel-Fist Predator said calmly but mocked him internally “Steel-fist while what you say makes sense I think Sword-saint still has a point, killing a child just because of such trivialities seems utterly absurd.” Flame-heart predator replied Steel-fist predator with a sneer “It seems Flame-heart has forgotten the history lessons we got when we were still basic Hunters, the only times glass-eyed Hunters appeared, they almost destroyed the entire race single handedly, unless you want a replay of the Great Massacre I’d advise we end the kid to avoid future troubles.” White-haired predator said grimly

Billy responded, “That sounds good. You just don’t want to have to make more when you really need them. I nodded, “I agree. I will keep making more while I’m sitting then.” I continued making my spears and daggers as I watched a lot of warlocks fall into the crevasse. Dad filled it with fire for only five seconds, then mom closed it. She opened another one, not far from it, and I surrounded it with ice again. I started walking around the house and found another group starting to overpower our warriors. I raised a bunch of spears and launched them at only the eyes facing the house, then prayed that works. Less than a second later, every dark warlock in that group dropped and I missed every wa