Its Time To Duel Novels & Stories

We never said these torturous things out aloud. Just like I couldn’t say… Love me, Lenora. Don’t reject me. Give me a chance. A bitter taste invaded my mouth at the thought. She looked beautiful tonight. But when had she not looked gorgeous? She was the light to this dark world…she was supposed to be perfect. “ I need to make a request. ” Folke didn’t take the warning to his heart. “ Go ahead. ” Dustin straightened up. “ I think it’s time we organize a duel between Kings. It was an old tradition— ”

I was at the club and this happened, I'm in some form of deja vu right now. He is the man who swooped in and made me fall weak to my knees, he pursued and I gave in, until the next few days, where he showed me his true nature. He is that same man, that broke pieces of my heart amd now he is coming to me, I know it, I can feel it. Reece Cullen is coming.

We both stand in awkward silence for a few moments before Jacob finally speaks up. "I think I better go now," he stutters. My cheeks flush bright red, and I bring my arms around my body in a feeble attempt to feel less exposed. "You sure? How about I see you tomorrow evening for our duel?" I say, raising an eyebrow. He gives me an odd look. "Duel? What are you talking about?" "Our duel! You know, when you come back to kill me?" I clarify, eagerly awaiting his response. He gulps, realizing what I meant. "Oh yeah! Uhm... how does six pm sound?"

"He agreed?" Damon's jaw tightened. His whole body tightened. "He has no choice. The elders are making it official tonight." I grasped his shirt, a kid lost in a storm. "Tonight?" He nodded. "But the duel will be in four days. Under the full moon." Four days. The words echoed in my head, empty and cruel. Four days of waiting. Four days of fear. Four days of uncertainty if the person I loved more than anything in this world would still be breathing after it was completed.

I shouted, startled. Evelyn covered her ears and grimaced. “Don't react like that, Erza. It's nothing serious; they want a duel to find the strong one. It was a very, very normal, and extremely safe fight.” She emphasized. I frowned. Is everything that simple? "What's wrong? Excited, right? Want to come to take a look?” Evelyn looked at her watch. “If it comes now, it will be just in time; 15 minutes until it starts.”

“Ok. On one condition, you have to sing at least a few lines with me. A true duet.” “That’s not fair.” “Take it or leave it.” “Fine. It’s a deal.”

"I had no idea that Alpha Alexander would be engaging in a duel to the death with the Crown Prince of Cessi...next week? And all because of you? Didn't you already reject Calixto?" I seized the letter from Canary's grasp and discovered the bold announcement written in it. The duel was slated to occur in Trinigad's largest coliseum in less than a week, with werewolves from all five kingdoms invited to spectate. I had no idea the duel would be of such monumental significance, nor that it would be publicly announced.

I walked over to the window, looking out at the moon in the sky, big and full. “Send a message to Ezekiel,” I said. “I want a Blood Moon Duel.” Callen’s eyes widened slightly. “You are serious?” “Very.” I folded my arms. Callen nodded slowly. “But why? What do we gain from a duel?” I turned to him. “Everything.” He said nothing, letting me continue. “If Ezekiel accepts… we fight under the Blood Moon, by the old laws. One champion on each side. No shields. No hiding. Winner takes the prize.”

I nodded, but before I could explain, Trent’s voice cut through the air. "Ah, there you are!" Trent grinned, his eyes alight. He came over and clapped Matt on the shoulder before looking at me. "The duel between Oren and David is about to kick off! Duke's saved you a prime seat." I glanced at Matt and nodded. The three of us walked together. I didn’t know if that was on purpose, but soon, I saw Duke and the empty seat beside me. Trent turned and nudged Matt further down the way past the Blood Moon tent. I sat beside Duke, and he took my hand.

Kiran turned to Max, "There are still four days before the deadline I gave you. Do you want to go on your way today or wait for four days?" "Now, kill Kiran," Cliff, lying on the ground, commanded again in a rage. "This matter is between the Lions Club and me, unrelated to you," Kiran dismissed Cliff's fury with scorn. "You, you..." Cliff struggled to articulate his anger. Kiran addressed Max, "Shall we proceed now?" Max didn't understand Kiran's implication but knew he didn't want to die that day. "The duel is set for four days later." Kiran acknowledged with a nod, his smile broadening as he turned to leave, leaving behind a scene of anticipation and dread.