Kombat 98 Novels & Stories

I turned. A warrior. Mid twenties. Big through the shoulders in the way that some wolves are who have trained hard since early adolescence and let it make them wide. He was standing about three meters away with a short practice staff held loosely in one hand and an expression that was not quite a smile. I recognized the expression. I had been on the receiving end of it for years in different forms. It was the look of someone who had spotted the person in the room they were allowed to diminish and was deciding whether it was worth the energy.

The king said and everyone’s attention was instantly on Thousand-nights predator “We all know that even though one’s talent and dedication usually dictates how strong a Hunter will grow, we should also remember that the type of ability he has will determine a lot in how far he’ll grow. The former glass-eyed Hunters almost brought about total annihilation to us Hunters but it must also be noted that they had overpowered abilities, so I say why don’t we wait till after he receives his blessing, if it’s a normal or weak type then there is no cause for alarm but if it’s overpowered then we will find a way to take care of the situation.” Thousand-nights predator said calmly and a thoughtful look

Jerry beat ken, so in decreasing order, it was Derrick, Jerry, ken, and then Regal. "What a waste!" Jessica hoofed as she scowled at Regal who wasn't even looking at her as he mocked ken "so after all your mountain talk you still took third, am the one even giving you hope if I didn't play you obviously would have come last!" Regal said as he burst into another round of laughter and the others joined him, excluding Ken.

He killed her for nothing. My hatred fuelled me as we battled, he was still strong and wiry. Leaping in and out of defensive manoeuvres trying to wrong-foot me. It was obvious which of us had completed decades of attack training and which had only brute strength to rely on. Brute strength and boiling rage.

I almost never transform so I have no idea how to fight with it' ##############

If we wanted to win a fight against witches, we'd need our powers, not just weapons. “When dealing with witches, aim for their neck. You can't do that without supernatural speed. So today, we'll work on speed and aim,” I said. Some warriors looked skeptical, unsure if they could achieve it. Marci walked towards me as I ordered everyone to take position. At the sound of a howl, the fight began. Marci immediately aimed for my leg, trying to throw me off balance, but without warning, I sped over to his side and grabbed his neck. My claws prodded his neck, but not enough to draw blood.

I stated humorlessly as I threw my leg across my knee and folded my arms the best that I could, showing him that he didn't really scare me all that much. "You know, sixty-five of those men had mates and thirty of them had pups. I find it hard to believe that you don't care about that." Jayson smiled. Damn. Give the man a medal. He actually managed to smile, though it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. "I'm a rogue. I will kill without thought. I don't have the time to care and I certainly don't have the time to pretend I actually have a heart." I shrugged carelessly. "What I would like to know is how the hell you managed to overpower some of the best trained fighters, without any hel

I think it’s the killer’s next target: Prince Abdullahi Salim. Miriam snatched the paper from Donovan and widened her eyes to read the red handwriting which read: Next Game: Prince of Dubai; Saturday 4th of April. In a reflex, Miriam shot a stern look at one of the cops and ordered him to get Carlos and his management team under their custody for interrogations about the gaffer's whereabouts.

She asked loudly, waiting for him specifically to answer. War sighed, hating how all of this was turning out. His wolf just wanted to grab their mate and go but unfortunately, it was just not that easy. Not to mention she was upset. "Pomelia is my mate...my name is War from Bane pack," he explained to her, knowing he should just get that out of the way immediately. Bane pack was infamous...not a place where anyone wanted to brag about, at least not in such a holy place.

has a few. The bell rings to start the fight, the first to attack is "the destroyer", as I said it is very slow, never give the first blow as you show your weakness as soon as you start. Cambell dodges it easily and throws a right hand leaving a little stunned the "destroyer", but does not stay there as he hits him with a left to the stomach leaving him bent. He recomposes himself a little and tries to attack again but leaves his face free and Cambell takes advantage of it to give him a very strong hook throwing him to the ground, when he tries to get up he gives him a kick leaving him unconscious. The announcer enters the ring and raises Cambell's arm signaling his victory making everyone s