Lancer Deltarune Novels & Stories

, Asher replied with a smirk. "Well, I hope not", Luna said. "Because we will have a lot of work cut out for us once this war is done." As Lucius and his army resumed their march, the first light of the sun painted the horizon as they approached the Blue River. The air was tense with anticipation, and the soldiers braced themselves for the impending confrontation. Upon reaching the river's edge, the sight that awaited them was Deucalion, standing proudly at the forefront of the Lycan army.

FIVE YEARS AGO Tyndale entered the castle, his look drawn to the wonderful craftsmanship of engineering. He strolled through the position of authority chamber, the tips of his fingertips scratching against the dinner table within the room's center. Charger, Marauder, and Lancer, the three holy people, trailed behind. Jrue Deryleen, his lieutenant, risen from one conclusion of the room as he drawn closer the position of royalty. He was using his double edges, which he had wrapped around Lora's neck. He drew her closer to the dictator.

a werewolf announced. Zane Drocco is a handsome lad carrying the title of being the oldest among them despite the clear skin and youthful appearance. He's had visions of the past, present, and future. He's also laid out several prophecies that turned out to be quite true, and everything he envisioned had come to reality. Apart from that, he is also the strongest warrior who led battles to victory in centuries. A literal knight in shining armour.

"I can't." The challenge was issued that afternoon through official pack channels. Dante's response came within an hour, accepting the terms and setting the date for three weeks out to allow both alphas time to prepare. "Three weeks," Kyra said numbly, staring at the acceptance letter. "Three weeks until my mate fights to the death." "Three weeks to train," Kai corrected, already pulling up combat strategies. "Dante's good but Ryker's better, we just need to make sure he's ready."

Her eyes darted to the others as if seeking support, but no one came to her defense. Zara glanced nervously between us, biting her lip, while Esmeralda, still shaken from earlier, avoided looking at me entirely. I shifted Lyra slightly in my arms, keeping my eyes locked on Mirena. "The next Lunar Games will start tomorrow," I announced, my voice echoing through the clearing. "Or whenever Lyra is well enough to participate. We will continue as planned." Mirena opened her mouth as if to protest, but I cut her off, my tone hardening. "If anyone has a problem with that, you can speak up now."

A bitter smile pulls at my mouth. “But you’re not guilty alone. I kept an army secret too — for seven years — even from the man who shared my bed.” I let the words sting where they must. “So smart, Varyn. But not smart enough.” Before I can signal, Pelin surges forward. Born Luna. Feral grace. Her first strike sings through the air — beautiful, brutal. I study the field — and freeze. Movement from the east. The shadows part. The full army of the Howlers arrives — their armor painted by dawnlight, their howls like thunder rolling down the hills.

Jackson said, as he was literally drooling! I was actually extremely turned on too. I was happy, for once, that she had not sat on my lap, or she would have felt just how turned on i really was! I cleared my throat and addressed the room. "Okay, Rollings and Christian, I had been wanting to add a Delta to help with the pack business. We have grown and more and more people are asking for our help to train their warriors, since we are the most dangerous pack. It took Rae mentioning Heath for me to find the perfect Delta. He will assist the Beta in training warriors when I can not. The Delta a will also help protect the Luna along with her female beta and gamma! Paulette and Samantha if they ac

Delmar could feel his rage building rapidly as he thought about his sister waiting dispiritedly for him to return. Delmar suddenly stepped forward, immediately drawing the eyes of his people as they waited impatiently for him to do something. He pulled the stone sword from the scabbard at his side, gripping it tightly as he continued to move out into the valley. The Ravennites only watched in silence, but they felt an incredible surge of morale sweep over them when Delmar raised his weapon and cried out. “For freedom!” he exclaimed without looking back. “For vengeance! FOR RAVENNA!”

The warrior stared at me like I'd grown a second head. "Too dark?" I asked. "Way too dark, Luna." Marcus clapped the warrior on the shoulder. "You'll get used to her sense of humor. Or you'll die. Either way, problem solved." "You two are terrible at pep talks," Liana observed, loading arrows into her quiver with practiced efficiency. "We're realistic," Marcus corrected. "Better than filling their heads with false hope." I picked up one of my custom daggers, testing its weight and balance. The blade was inscribed with Moonbane runes that glowed faintly silver in the dim light. "Hope isn't false if we make it real."

Lancaster probably knew something was wrong the moment he touched the white veil, so the moment Delia appeared behind him, he shifted into a wolf and dodged the fatal blow. Delia immediately backed off, but Lancaster wouldn't let her go. Lancaster couldn't catch Delia in the water, but now that Delia had come out of hiding, it was different. He was standing on his hind legs in the water, and his front legs were hurling viciously at Delia. He opened his fangs, and the howling of the wolf filled the valley. "Whoo-hoo-hoo!" Delia is pinned down in the water with powerful wolf claws. With a wave of the cold light in her hand, there were several blood-colored wounds on Lancaster's wolf claws. Lan