Lancer And Saber Novels & Stories

Asmo's Saber, cloaked in darkness, exuded an aura of ominous power, while Satan's Saber blazed a fierce and blood-red hue, mirroring the intensity of his emotions. In this solitary arena, the stage was set for a confrontation that transcended physical combat, a clash of wills and emotions that would leave an indelible mark on their tumultuous relationship. The desert bore witness to the impending struggle, the stillness broken only by the crackling energy of their drawn Sabers, each brother poised to face the other in a battle that would test not only their physical prowess but also the depths of their resolve and the intricacies of their bond.

“Exactly, I researched about his Luna and I was stunned.” “Yeah, I’ve also seen her and to be honest, she’s way out of my league. She’s super gorgeous and hot with so much skills and strength.” Sandra sighed as she dropped her cellphone on her lap. “In other words, the Ripper’s pack defeats us in everything.” “How so?” She rolled her eyes. “Isn’t it quite obvious. The Ripper is way hotter and stronger than our Alpha and his Luna is more…everything than you.” “I know about the latter one being true but I doubt that the Ripper is way hotter than Dexter.”

Kael cast a side grin as he watched the two warriors fight. The lancer played with his long spear one-handedly, preparing his stance. The wind circled him as the lance spun fast, like a rolling wheel. The other warrior charged, drove the point of his broadsword, but the spear caught it, bouncing the sword away. The swordsman kept his attacks, but with the combined skill and strength of the lancer, he was untouchable. "A master lancer," Kael corrected Tristan.

The warrior caught it and laughed. “This? You want us to fight with this?” he asked, looking at the wooden sword in his hand before throwing it back to the ground. “I don’t fight with a child’s toy.” Darius looked at him furiously before throwing his sword to the ground. “Then come and fight me without one.” The warriors around them immediately moved back, giving them enough space. I stepped closer, my heart beginning to beat faster as they faced each other. The warrior stared at Darius for a moment before his body suddenly began to change.

he asked with a smile, adjusting the leather hauberk that held his broadsword across his back and the belt at his waist where the sheath for his ceremonial dagger rested. "No, just cold," Brand lied through gritted teeth. His brother just laughed at him. "Don't worry, Brother. It will all be over soon, then we can get to the feasting," Brodi told him jovially. Brand frowned at him. "Easy for you to say," he muttered. "Really, Brother. I know you missed our ceremony, but believe me, I was just as nervous as you are." "It's the truth," Gunnar said, coming up to stand next to them, dressed in his own warrior finery. "He was sweating buckets. I thought we were going to have to run to the house a

Alpha Leonardo; “What did you say that bastard wanted again from me?” I undid my tie knot. “To have a drink at the club with you. Probably, the two of you will finally sort out your differences,” Liam stated. “I don’t want to sort out any fucking differences. The Marons almost ended my life.” “But Anthony has nothing to do with it. Why punish him over the madness of his Father and brothers?” Liam fixed himself on my couch. Taking off my shirt, “It’s not just about his Father and Brothers. I hate that brait, Anthony, as well. He has always been a thorn in my flesh.” I threw my shirt on the bed.

I again shouted furiously and released arrows constantly, targeting the wolf warriors approaching the cliff. The squadron led by Samara on land was efficiently advancing through the lancet formation. With spears tucked over their shields, the entire formation was protected with those bucklers surrounded, and it acts as a large moving weaponry. As wolves approach, these spears strike from inside. Shifting my focus to the gunmen under Tyler’s command, their firing runs still perpetual aiming at the packhouse. Half of the Abberant pack territory is now ruined, and the dead bodies multiplied twice the first attack. Just as the same scenario as what they did to us, I’ll let them taste how enticin

He swing his sword aiming for his head. "Your head is mine!" Alucard then focus all his power to his attack. Hiyojin then attack Leomord within the air. The three warriors cornered Leomord. But, three shield emerges within Leomord's body. The three warriors didn't expect this tactic from him. Then, a numerous arrows were shot around Leomord. This arrows came from Leomord's body. The three warriors stepped back as they defend themselves against the arrows that launching in the area.

At first, he looked reluctant but when he heard Logan’s approaching voice he lifted the dagger and mumbled. “I…” “AHH…” I felt immense pain in my chest, He had pierced it through my chest, I was in so much shock that I wasn’t able to do anything. He mercilessly took the dagger out and pierced through my skin multiple times. I fell on the floor in pain, There were tears in my eyes not because I was hurt by the knife but because I had been deceived. The guy sat by my motionless n=boy and lifted his dagger one last time with his mumbling words.

he threatened, his word's firm. I rolled my eyes at his statement and headed to the field. We were asked to pick a weapon and I took a spear, while he collected the sword that came in pairs. ROMAN POV. A spear, she had other items to pick and she chose a spear. I could see the disappointment in Bryce's face seeing her weapon and I felt the same way. But Dante, he felt different, he looked kin, his face didn't show disappointment. The match started with Kai rushing towards Sophia who basically dodge his attack.