King Of The Battlefield Novels & Stories

So coming out of the reverie he had felt so far-seeing Estephan raises his hand intending to hit him again, Nikolai didn't hesitate and got in between them both, grabbing Estephan by one arm and preventing him from being able to hit Luka. "What's wrong with you, he's your fiancé, you can't treat him like that!" Nikolai claimed angrily, pushing Estephan with all his might to get him away from Luka. Unlike Estephan, who was just a bully who enjoyed humiliating people weaker than him, Nikolai had received military physical training, something that made him much stronger than Estephan and ready to fight. And being surprised by this other alpha, Estephan was thrown backward by his strength, being

But that was enough to lift Hector's spirits; he put his hand over his heart, feeling it flutter, and stood more firmly on his feet. "So," said the King. "I present the men who will give us a sight we don't see often. To make the competition fair, everyone will cast the same log. Please bring the log." cried the King, raising his voice. The quests turned their heads in the direction King did to watch the log enter the venue. They didn't have to wait long; first, a husky man came into view holding one end of the log, and when the log ended, the second man came into view, keeping the log from the other end.

The last sixty plus years of my life has been spent achieving greatness. As a young man I was a soldier and fought for my country, when the fighting was done I returned home, to take the place of my father as the head of the family business. I had been raised to lead and trained to succeed. For forty years I was the head of my family and those were forty of the best years the family ever had. Alliances were forged and enemies were crushed underfoot, anyone who betrayed me lived to regret their mistake. When the time went to go to war I was merciless; those I wanted dead were never seen again and those I protected never knew suffering.

him to be going; but instructed that he should not turn backward until he gets to the war scene. The King rushed inside and put on his war attire, he wore his armlet came out of his room and approached his throne, when he had sat upon it, he vanished into the thin air; before long, he was seen walking out of a nearby bush towards the battle scene, he advanced furiously into the battle field, with his eyes burning like fire, he charged into the battle field, in a flashed of light, hundreds of warriors were dead, he was a phenomena on the battle field, everywere he moved to, warriors were crippled to death, when the warriors of Odudu took noticed of him, they yelled in a great excitement. "Th

It is sufficient to set out for advertising to see a portion of it. The advertisement script has a scene where the disciples decide to fight with the main character in the middle of heaven and earth, which requires a majestic scene and must have blue sky, water, and a vast desert, so the filming crew had to fly to another area to get the scene. The key actor in the advertisement is, of course, a big star, playing the role of The Demon King, and all the models left are just background actors, playing the roles of a few brazen people surrounding and attacking the main actor. This type of role that is completely background has no prospect for a modelling career, but fortunately, the job lasts q

You’re not her. I raised my hands again, fire blazing brighter, surer. The battlefield became a storm. Wolves and men, blood and flame, steel and bone. The ground shook with every clash, every roar, every death cry. The dawn light bled into the smoke-filled sky, painting it red and gold, as if the sun itself had come to witness the war. And still, through the chaos, one truth rang clear: The Alpha King’s army was endless. And this was only the beginning.

He needed to put on the mask of the calm leader and face the world. But for one moment longer, he stood alone in the center of the room, trapped between the past and the future, between the man that he had loved and the kingdom that he ruled by himself now. The king was dead. Long live the king. And as Davidson Ekon finally turned to shove the door open and let the world in, he realized the greatest battle of his life was only just beginning. The battle to rule, alone and absolutely. -----

“Let me go first. I’ll be quick…then I can take care of her.” I nod, and turn to my gathered Gammas. They fall silent when I walk into the clearing. “Good evening,” I say and wait for them to settle down, before I get right to business. “Chancellor Glenn will battle Judith. Gamma Carl will battle Derek. I will battle Martin and Bryce.” “Forgive me, king,” someone calls from the crowd. “Step forward,” I say, trying to peer through the milling wolves to see who spoke. A young man, maybe twenty-three, steps out into the clearing. “My name is Kyle.”

The sound of blades clashing, over and over again sounded across the battlefield. The clash between King Alfred and Lord Xavier became the center of the battlefield, though neither man announced it. After the council men's betrayal, they had resumed fighting with Alfred getting more angry and hurt. Soldiers shifted around them instinctively, forming a loose circle of chaos where no one could not interfere. Alfred struck high but Xavier deflected easily while Xavier countered low but Alfred barely turned in time. He had problems reacting fast and Xavier used that as an advantage to toy with him.

His name broke from my throat over and over, raw and broken. Then the fire faded and with it, the world. I barely had time to breathe before the mirror forced me into yet another scene. Now we were on a battlefield. The sky was torn with lightning, the earth slick with blood and mud. Shouts and howls filled the air. I could see Jeffrey, covered in dirt and blood, sword clutched tightly in his hands. His pack was fighting beside him, men falling one after another. “Fall back!” Kael’s voice roared through the chaos.