Novel & Cerita It's Time To Duel

They never thought that this challenger would have such an arrogant streak on them. Uji Quin also bought the worldview feature and replied: [A new user has the courage to challenge me? Are you not scared of your tooth falling out? Didn’t you say you want a duel? Bring it on! I’ll beat you till your mother can’t recognize you!] What? Beat her until her mother could not recognize her? Charmine replied: [OK, duel starts now. If I can’t win against you within one minute, you win.] With that, she sent an invitation to Uji Quin for a duel.

he said immediately, but not before bursting into a fit laughter again. “Bella dear, I’ve seen the way Nicholas looks at you and it’s different. Don’t let her come between you both” Ada said and continued, “Also, I’ll make you irresistible for tonight’s banquet” she said with determined eyes, “Banquet?” I questioned stupidly, “It’s the party held before the Annual Winter Ball. Did Nicholas not say anything about it?” Ada asked, I shook my head no. When does he ever talk when he's with me?

Now let the final duel begins." Osman voice came again and this time, it was meet with the melodious cry from the crowd. it was the finals and they had high expectations from the duel Swift and Venom stood opposite each other to contend in the final duel. "I guess I do not need to introduce myself to you. My introduction has been done by my previous challenge, let's make it quick and rot in hell together." venom said "I'm sorry I can't join you now, you will have to rot in hell without me. You've got company already." Swift said referring to Jade whose remains were still burning. " I have no intention of joining you, at least not yet."

Elysia’s voice took on a sharper edge, “the third day will bring us to the Main Duel Rounds. This is where only the strongest contenders will face off. Every duel will be a single, decisive match. There will be no best-of-three; here, every strike, every move, will count. Win or lose, each duel will determine the true masters among you.” Her eyes glinted as she looked out over the crowd, the anticipation thickening as the crowd absorbed her words. “In this final stage, each match will be meticulously observed by the Gods of War and the Grandmasters themselves. Those who rise to the challenge here will have a chance to earn a personal disciple’s place. Fight well, and you might secure your pl

His knuckles turned white, his jaw clenched. “Summer,” he said sharply, “I’ve told you this more than once. I have a mate. Her name is Mia. Please stop calling me in the middle of the night. Ask one of your other friends.” There was a brief silence on the other end. Then, she muttered, “So what if you have a mate? That Marking Ceremony was meant for me. You planned it all for me!” Her entitled tone pushed Lucien over the edge. He slammed the brakes. The tires screeched, and the car lurched.

"Is that true?" I frown. "What? No. It's not true." She nudges me teasingly. "You know you can tell me anything, I won't judge." I chuckle. "I know that. I can assure you that nothing like that happened." She sighs disappointedly, continuing her report. "Then there's some people saying that Damon and Karl are going to hold a duel during weekend before sunrise." "A duel?" I ask incredulously. "Yup, a duel!" Roxie confirms. "Anyone who wins can officially have you."

Marcus says. "I know," Vivian says. "But Dominic just broadcast a change of plans, the duel is happening now… Tonight… They want to do it before dawn." "It's a strategy," Catherine says. "Kael is afraid. He knows you're stronger together than he anticipated. He wants to fight while you're still exhausted from training." Adrian pulls me up to my feet. Our eyes meet. Through the bond, I feel his determination, his readiness. his acceptance that this is happening now.

As I approached them, I felt gazes glue to me, making me nervous in spite of myself. Two more minor duels were fought before the Elder announced in a loud voice, "The next major duel will be fought by Tabitha Smith and Hilda Miller!" Loud claps, whistles and cheers surrounded us as we stepped into the ring. The Elder continued, "At the sound of the buzzer, the fight will begin. The rules of the duel still remains; the first to fall, will be the first to ball." The crowd erupted in laughs and clapping. We climbed onto the ring, facing each other. Tabitha eyed me narrowly. "If it isn't the runaway Laten--"

“Oh my,” Zelda murmured beside me. “I bet you’re excited for your wedding night.” I felt my cheeks flush and elbowed her in the ribs, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Isaac. For a man who seemed to spend most of his time lounging around and attending parties, he was surprisingly built. The King stepped into the center of the arena, raising his hands for silence. “This duel will follow the traditional rules,” he announced. “First blood, or until one combatant yields. Shifts are permitted, but no killing blows.”

Kael had stood off to the side, watching with that hard, indifferent look of his, as the pack taunted me, calling me weak, calling me unfit. I shook my head, trying to erase the bitter taste of shame left behind by the dream. But before I could collect myself, a knock sounded at the door. It was gentle but distinct—Lena’s knock. She had a unique way of tapping that always reminded me it was her. “Come in,” I said, pushing down the mix of nervousness and dread that had taken root in my stomach. Lena entered, her face filled with sympathy. “Good morning, Aria. You’ve got two hours to get ready for the duel,” she said, her voice soft but direct.