Lancer Deltarune Novels & Stories

Burke was responsible for close combat, while Cole would bombard her with relentless firepower. Lastly, Rui’s task was to distract Ogre and Hannah, and if the opportunity arose, he would use mental shock to harass Elisa. "Lancelot, be careful. Todd’s ability mainly enhances his eyes and dynamic reflexes. He’s known as the Eagle Eye, the best marksman in our training camp. Your steel body can’t be activated yet, so be cautious," Rui warned. Lancelot nodded slightly in agreement.

I say in my lowest voice. Sarn's nostrils flare. I want him mad at me. So mad he releases Ashrac. I know he expects me to quake in my boots and give up easily. He has no idea that Laryn trained me to fight and kill. He gives a short laugh. "You'll be begging me to fuck you once I have you away from your dragon. Laryn is weak and will float in a sea of tears for months before he develops the balls to take me on."

I inch back slightly and bump into Lyra. "You can't run." Lyra looks at me. She's wrong, I can, I can run and far if I want. I proved I can run fast. I'm not even listening to Kellan or Darius speaking. Everyone is staring at me. What happened to playing it low and not letting people know? What does this mean for the whole Luna battle? God, could they not have given me some warning? "She will continue." Darius looks at someone, and I hear him asking about how it will work.

He talks about his own mate like she was something he was forced to tolerate. His anger sharpened. He never deserved her. I couldn't disagree. And Scarlett is more beautiful than his Luna ever was. You have never seen Raven alive. I don’t need to. Of course he didn’t. My attention returned to Lucan as I leaned back in my chair. “Then I’ll make this simple. Thirty of your elite warriors serve Bloodfang for six months.” Lucan stared at me before giving a short laugh. “Thirty of my best warriors for a corpse?”

Mikael Deventus with his rings, each one catching the light slightly differently, already making a note on something. Alexander Duville, the vampire, with his default expression of aristocratic impatience, which I had come to understand was just his face and not personal. General Terel, who I had been slightly afraid of the first time I met him and respected enormously every time since. The Valen wolf — Damian's brother. The Royal Gamma, scarred, enormous and steady as old stone. Jaxon at the end. Who caught my eye and gave me a look were the newest faces in the room.

Her eyes glimmered with glee, and she began to summon air. Zander became serious after witnessing Delaney's strength. He realized immediately that Delaney had been concealing her powers all along, and he felt determined to put a stop to the duel. Instead of using the same method he used before, he employs new strategies to force her to submit swiftly. He wanted to drown her with sand!

His voice carried a sense of authority and power. "I have found my Luna," he declared, his eyes never leaving mine. "Amelia, you have proven yourself to be strong, compassionate, and worthy of standing by my side. It is with great honor that I ask you to become my Luna." I couldn’t hold in the excitement and joy I felt in me as I smiled widely. “Yes…yes I would be your Luna.” I said happily but Luther stood up immediately. “I won’t let you become Luna….ever.” He said to me, “Luther, what’s the meaning of that?” Alpha Damian asked. “She is not going to be your Luna.”

Half a minute goes by and neither Fenrir or Delmar move in to attack. Delmar gets irritated that Fenrir is just starting at him intently. "If you wont make the first move, then I will." Delmar says as he commands his army of shadows to match forward with a single hand gesture.

Rowan could not help but believe that, as long as she stayed away from the battle, she was betraying her people and her friend, who she watched rush across the Citadel toward the massive onslaught. The vast majority of the fight was now taking place on the ground inside and outside the Citadel walls. The death toll on both sides was consistently rising. Among the Ravennites, Delmar was the most powerful warrior on the field. He proved his mettle a thousand times over in this fight alone as he unhesitantly slayed his foes with nearly every motion that he made. Unfortunately, it was not going to be enough and he knew it. He fought desperately to defend his fellow Ravennites from harm. Eventual

Every movement protected Lunaria while destabilizing the enemy’s formation. The Council wolves hissed and snarled, trying to regroup, but their discipline faltered under the coordinated assault. -- Then the second wave arrived, stronger and faster. Lunaria’s silver light flared, larger this time, forming barriers and tendrils that coiled around the attackers, redirecting their momentum and striking back with force. She moved like a conductor, directing the battle with subtle gestures. Every flash of silver, every ripple of energy, worked with Kael’s lethal precision to dismantle the enemy’s advance.