Lol Berserk Novels & Stories

said Alpha Bernard, as he signaled his beta to come over, Lucas already knew what Bernard wanted so he quickly went over to untie Lobo. " Let's play game lobo, Lucas will untie you, but you have to run, I mean run as fast as your legs can carry you, if I catch you, you die. '' Lobo was delighted by Bernard's request, so he nodded his head in agreement. Beta Lucas untied him, and then Lobo got on his feet but then the pain in his eyes was just too unbearable for him to handle.

he asks and I nod. " Let's get this over with" I answer and we move out, leading the army into the dessert. .... As we exit the forbidden forest my blood freezes at the sight in front of us. This is a fucking bloodbath, dead body's everywhere and it looks like we are not on the winning side. Werewolfs, witches and dragons desperately trying to fight the Berserkers that are stronger than they ever were. That got me angry and I start to feel the power! My people are dying and the bitches will pay for that!

Under the effects of berserk skill, his resistance to physical pain and his appetite for carnage had reached a point of no return. He started wreaking havoc all over the field. When the people saw this reckless transition of the overall situation, they couldn't be more aghast. They knew that a berserk is an individual's final lifeline. It's not something anyone could just use on a whim. Berserk skill is a horrifying boost of strength that lasts for just a couple minutes. They couldn't determine if he was a ballsy team leader or the century's greatest buffoon, primarily because he wouldn't be able to crawl on the ground after this.

The Berserker raised his ax and swung it to the side summing a powerful hurricane that sucked the demons in as they were torn asunder by the razor plasma-infused wind. “You think a little power boost can stop me a champion of the Dark gods then you are sorely mistaken!” Nerro boasted. The king charged at the now half-Demonized berserker despite only having one arm he was able to stop Nerro with a single kick. The sheer force of his kick was enough to break every bone on his arm and smash the Titanium shield into pieces. Nerro jumped back to put some distance between him and the berserker, Khorn unleashed a powerful roar as he grabbed him by the leg and threw him through several columns until

Its chest had the shape of a permanently branded claw mark on it. The berserker ape starts to feel immense strength flow in its veins. Slowly, it was becoming awake and conscious. And it remembered the anger which was extinguished by death. It started to tremble then it slowly got up. Then it let loose an ear-shattering roar. _________________________________________________________________________ David stopped mid-charge when he hears the roar of the berserker ape. The other super reptiles temporarily cower. David even sees Bob cover his ears. Oh no… David recognized that effect that came from a roar. It meant that another superspecies appeared.

Last night, I was as cranky as an old lady who lives with at least ten cats. My wolf laughs, finding my words funny. The dragon may be right, I do have a sense of humor. I wonder if my fighting against two berserkers has anything to do with me feeling a bit…off. Berserkers, or werebears, are known for their strength. What if I hit my head so hard during the fight it threw me off my balance? ‘But the witch gave us a healing potion,’ my wolf reminds me. It did heal my body, but maybe not my mind. ‘What if magic was used in the fight? That would explain why my skills with a sword are so rusty.’

"Dude, you've been training her for a month. The girl likes you. Why else would she drink that shit you make every morning? And no girl works out five days a week!" Christopher looked away. "Don't turn this into a game." He turned back to them with a cold look on his face. "This isn't a game." His heart was drumming in his chest and he was angry but unsure. Carlos stepped forward. "There is no bet. We're all routing for you, Beast. That's all. Just ask her out…or else." He looked at Carlos in confusion. The big man flexed his muscles. He was a foot shorter than Christopher. He looked at the other two guys. They were flexing their muscles, too.

That would be how long before the vote on who would be the next godfather in the Solntsevskaya Bratva. My mind wandered with the possibilities of torturing her as I dressed and sat at the kitchen table, trying to read. After my second cup, a groan sounded from the guest bedroom, then a yelp. A smile twitched at the corners of my mouth and I slowly returned to the room. She glared at me from the floor with hatred in her bright blue eyes. “What the holy fuck, Tomas?” “You said you liked serial killers.” I shrugged. “I wanted to see if you meant it.”

West Point of View “Aghh!” I enjoy the scream of each rogue as I stamp the heated metal in their body. “We promise not to do it again!” They begged. I look at the five of them. They outnumbered my Luna! I look at the one guy who remains silent. I walk closer to him. I raised the metal but he didn’t flinch a bit. “I don’t know that the Legendary Luna is that weak.” His devilish laugh echoed in the whole room.

"Do you have to act like an asshole all the way over here? Leave me alone, let me live my life!" Everyone was staring at that situation, all stunned. I know that Lanton was known to be a calm person, because he himself had already told me that he was always calm. And I knew it myself, after all, I was his boyfriend and we had already been through a stressful situation. The stressed one was me. "Asshole!" Dimas and I helped Haris up and walked away. Dimas calls a car and decides to take him to a hospital. "I'll go with you."