How To Train Your Endbringer Novels & Stories

He was holding Patch the wolf, looking small and vulnerable. "He was never normal," I whispered, my heart breaking. "From the moment he was born... he was never just mine." I looked at Damian. He nodded slowly, his eyes full of pain. "Do it," Damian said. "Teach him." Elena nodded. "Very well." She stood up. "Training starts at dawn. We start with the gators." "The gators?" Kai asked. "If you can calm a two-headed lizard that wants to eat you," Elena grinned, "you can calm a star." She blew out the lantern. "Sleep now. Tomorrow, we break the boy to save the man.

She added desperately, "please Marshall." "I always pretend to have lost all strength and allow the other party use up their strength then all of a sudden, I strike the person hard at their weak point repeatedly until they pass out," Derrick said, "tomorrow will be your final training and your performance tomorrow will determine if you will be promoted or not." "Will you like to train with me this night? There is a moderate field at the back of this house, have you checked it out before?" He asked. "Yes, Marshall, I'll like to train with you." She answered.

“Not a problem.” “You’ll do everything I tell you to?” He leaned forward, towering over me. “Yes.” I held my ground. “Even if you don’t see how it relates?” Bryan continued. “Because there’s a lot of strength training and endurance building you’ll need to do. It’s not all sparring. Working proper forms into your muscle memory can be tedious.” “I can work through tedium.” I wasn’t just saying that. My Hoax Files proved I could do tedious things. He studied me for a moment, then looked down in concentration.

“We need to speed up your training. Since Brianna would be more on your level, I think it will be safe to have you start training with her wolf. For now, we will just focus on speed and endurance. There won’t be any actual fighting.” “What will I be doing then?” It wasn’t what I expected I would be doing, but at least we will be able to advance. In my previous training these last few weeks, I have come very close to overpowering Mr. Slater, but I was still a bit off. It was frustrating since I was doing everything I was taught to do, but I wasn’t strong enough or fast enough.

I couldn't be bothered with them now that my new incubus was here. At dinnertime, Dad saw Jett sitting next to me while Riven sat next to Teresa. He just massaged his temples and asked defeatedly, "Alright, what are you playing at now?" Teresa's eyes reddened first. She said, "Dad, Tracy was the one who didn't want Riven, so I bought him for a fraction of the price. I don't have as much money as she does for a new incubus. Am I also not allowed to buy her used ones now?"

" I explained. "Of course, we can help you get trained with those. As the other 3 are more of an ability that can't be controlled, it will just be getting you trained in learning the elements. If I can't train you, I know the perfect person to help you. I will contact them to ask for help, as the more we can teach you the better it will be for you. Also, please call me Brie." Alpha Brennon comes over to me and picks my hand up in his and gives it a squeeze.

And so easy to talk to. "Well, your out of control days are over. It's time you grow as a vampire." I nodded. We started to train in different areas and how I should be more in control. "Alright, it's along way but let's try one more and then we're done for today." He told me. He stood behind me and then he lowered his face to my ear and said, "Close your eyes. Whenever you're about to lose your shit, go to a happy place. The best memory you have."

“Then we begin now.” He stepped back, his demeanor shifting instantly from consort to commander. “The first trial is always endurance. A run through the haunted gorge. The terrain is treacherous. The instructors harry you with traps, with challenges. It is not about speed. It is about will.” He began to pace, his mind already constructing the training regimen. “We will run the perimeter every night. With weights. We will practice evasion. We will spar until you can anticipate my moves in your sleep.” He stopped and looked at me, his eyes blazing with a challenging light. “Are you ready, Aria Silverbane?”

Min-ji stood in the doorway, arms crossed, a knowing smile on her face. Euna sat up carefully. "How do you stand it? All this... input. All the time." "You learn to filter. Your brain will adapt. Give it time." Min-ji entered, pulled up a chair. "Your mom called me. Asked me to help with your training." "Training." Euna flexed her fingers, watched the water glass tremble on the nightstand. "To control this?" "To integrate it. There's a difference." Min-ji leaned forward. "Control implies fighting against your nature. Integration means accepting it. Working with it. Becoming whole."

“Nothing about this is safe.” He exhales slowly. “Channeling requires focus without attachment.” “That’s impossible.” “Exactly.” I glare at him. “You think I can’t separate emotion from control.” “I think you’ve never had to.” He’s right. And I hate it. “Then start now,” I say. Training begins that night. Small. Contained. Ezra stands in front of me in the center of the warehouse floor. Matteo watches from the side, ready. “Close your eyes,” Ezra says.