La Tercera Es La Vencida Novels & Stories

Bradley let out a grunt before he looked up and focused on Fane, "The third match has always been a battle between the two of us. Even though you did well in the earlier two rounds, you definitely won't beat me this time. You'll lose terribly!" As he said that, Bradley's voice had a chilling tone to it. Fane frowned helplessly, feeling like Bradley had gone a bit mad.

Marquise stood up slowly and asked incredulously. Under the gazes of the crowd, Winston nodded sadly. "Aryanna is the one you brought back this time." Marquise fell to the ground. "How could it be? For so many years, have we been wronging Aryanna? "Back then, all of us were gone, leaving Aryanna and..." Marquise's eyes fell on Vivian. "Vivian, do you have anything to say?" But the answer was self-evident. As long as they got this clue, everything was going to be clear.

🖤🩸“I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King🩸🖤 …. “Now listen ladies,” Maria the fox woman said. “This is the third phase of the Games. With just 9 of you left, the chances of winning are slim,” “The Masters have met you, but the Game result proves your suitability,” she continued, crossing her legs as she sat on the grass. “Knowing this, please rise,” she said.

She is so confident. "Capt. Bolis from Vaal, Lt. Cotit from Gaimo, Capt. Het from Makskin. You will be competing in the three-way fight this Harvest. There can only be one winner of the three-way fight. The winner of the three-way match always gets to choose which beast he fights in round two. You are dismissed," the Kea says, and I look up in time to see three big men walk off. The crowd cheers for them as they leave, and the Capt. from Vaal waves to the crowd.

Vincent negotiated. Vincent and Terban strongly opposed the game but could not resist its immersive nature. Remarkably, both individuals have attained an equal score by tallying their respective victories. Undoubtedly, they will exert their utmost effort to defeat each other. It is crucial to note that the loser of the game would surely regret their defeat, as the winner would continuously taunt them for the remainder of their lives. Terban and Vincent were determined to emerge victorious against each other. "35!" Slyvester exclaimed triumphantly. "I will count up to 35! No more negotiating! One!"

As Victor loses himself to the pleasure, the dark aura he has been releasing fills the room more and more, making it more impossible for Grace to say no at all. "Fuck... Nghh..." Her hips bucked as she felt her climax approach more and more. Her lips got parted, and her already weak self-control nowhere to be found. That moment she have already let nature take its course. Third Person POV "And finally, after many hassles and hard-pounding thoughts, we are now finally left with three people who are very much qualified to be the winner of this year's world student selection, the finest part. They are Natalia Rumez! Karl Maxic! And Jeremy!" His voice sounded and they were cheers and cheers.

Lia had not finished speaking, now Marsha had pushed Lia hard until she fell on her face before walking away. “We'll see who will win, Aini's friend.” With a sly smile, Marsha left Lia who was still on the floor.

Jace really didn't know the result would be like this. And... Amelia raised an eyebrow, looking up. That was the lineup every company would post. According to what they did, in the end, the only one who benefited was the third place, Adan Koch. The snipe and the clam fought, and the fisherman got the benefit. The first and second both lost their spots, so the third place, who wasn't expected to win, naturally became the final champion—no suspense at all. The foreign investors definitely bet on him too.

"Those are the ones, yes." "They're Alphas." She said it like she was reminding herself of a fact she needed to hold onto. "Three Alphas from three different territories. That's not….is that even possible?" "Apparently it is." I leaned against the opposite shelf. "I asked myself the same question and nobody had a satisfying answer."

Nyra Virellion All of us had our heads up, eyes fixed on Alpha Vaerith. His announcement and instructions for the trial happening the next day were crystal clear. “My heartfelt congratulations to every winner from the third trial. I hope the banquet gave you all some well-deserved relief,” he began, addressing those of us who had passed. Even though I’d barely scraped through near the bottom, I was still in. I had two more chances—the fourth and the fifth, with the fifth being the final decider for Heir.