Lone Adventurer Novels & Stories

He smiled at me, and then began to speak. “There was once a legend of a pure, snow-white wolf who roamed through the woodlands. It was like mist; if you looked closely, it dispersed before your very eyes. Nobody was every quite sure who, or what, the white wolf was, but they began to know it as the Lone Wolf, or The Wanderer.” His words were level in tone, and slightly gruff with sleep, and I let my eyes slide shut once more.

Everybody is happy and I hope this will last forever. “Any plans to retire, Raffi?” the keeper joked. That joke, however, was not plausible for the men who I beat in this competition. “No plans to retire, just beat me if you can.” I shrugged and raise the pint of beer that was given to me by the keeper. The prize is 300 gold and that alone is a motivation for me to win. I need a good amount of money to buy a new spear, arrow, and knives for hunting. “As expected from the family of Ambrose!” Everyone clapped except my cousin Rendall and some of his age and gender-like species.

And there was some adventurers who got greedy and tried to rob him or tried to get profits just by leeching off of him, needless to say all of them got smashed into a pulp and became out of commission for years to come. After that he gained the nickname "Tyrant Overlord" from the other adventurers. He never waste any words to those that bothers him and make them go take a "Vacation" straight away. And his reputation soar after that. Mob 1 - A no class adventurer who can finish any type of quest? Mob 2 - The success rate is 100%? Mob 3 - And all that only took a week to achieve? At first all of their response after hearing this is

She exclaimed in her mind as she raced in, finding latest model of high quality computers, 3D projector and all sort of electronics that could excite a computer genius like her. She got to work, firstly surfing through the net to know what was going on at the moment. "Lone Wolves expands over Raiders territory..... George Fredrik testifies" Audrey frowned upon seeing that, she remembered the Raiders were the ones who attacked the hotel that night, seeing this, it's obvious that Jordan had subdue them and made them pay for trespassing. She proceeded to activate the invisible colourless bug she had stucked on the limousine that brought them to this mansion, that was the only thing she had brou

“Look, I appreciate your effort, I really do, but I want to be alone.” “You don’t have to be alone.” “I do. We have had a lot of fun but this thing between us isn’t going to work.” She stiffened, her head tilting just a little as she looked at me. “What?” “I was fooling myself. I’m not the guy you think I am. I’m a loner. The only person who has really ever understood who I was and how I was was Kade. Kade got it. He didn’t push and he didn’t try to smother me with attention and affection. He left me alone. That’s what I want. It’s what I have always wanted. I wasn’t born to be the other half to a whole. I’m a lone rider. I always have been, and I always will be.”

It was an awkward fact, but it didn’t lessen his feelings for her one whit. She had been abandoned in Lonesome Dove by a gambler who decided she was bad for his luck; she lived over the Dry Bean and was known to receive visitors of various descriptions, but Newt was not a young man to choke on such details. He was not absolutely sure what whores did, but he assumed that Lorena had come by her profession as accidentally as he had come by his. It was pure accident that he happened to be a horse wrangler for the Hat Creek outfit, and no doubt

’ Williams informed. ‘Well, well, well Evans. It’s time to go home.’ I adjusted my collar and suit in the right way as I gently stepped out of the car. Perry followed behind, all sweaty and pitiful. The environment looked poor and lowly maintained. It had many occupants that I had to actually decide on whom to approach. Then there came this old woman. Old people give direct answers more; she was the right one. ‘Hello ma’am, we are looking for one of your neighbors, Jane Doe. Know her?’

I landed on the ground with a thud as my flesh scraped through the ground. I breathed heavily, growling as I gently rose from where I was and faced him again. Unanticipated, the other rogues pounced on me and began to attack, of course, I didn't take that and used my claws to lash them and my strength to throw them to rock-hard surfaces so they would go unconscious. But when I turned Lewis had disappeared into the woods.

Under the cover of a moonless night, Alpha Leori and his trusted friend, Robin, found themselves immersed in a state of sheer boredom. The monotony of their daily routines had taken its toll, and a desperate need for excitement consumed them. Restless, they hatched a plan to embark on an adventure that would test their courage and bring a much-needed spark to their lives. "Robin, my dear friend, I yearn for a thrill that only the unknown can provide," Alpha Leori declared, his voice echoing through the quiet halls of their pack's stronghold.

The Hunter, clenching his teeth together in an attempt to stave off the pain of having his leg crushed beneath the boulder, as wells as possibly the agitation of their encounter. The Lycan saw the man make a desperate assessment of the damage to his leg, before glancing back at his sword pensively. Knowing too well the look of trapped animal that would stop at nothing to escape, Luther began to formulate an idea of his own as he addressed the Hunter again. ‘Adrian, isn’t it?’ said the lycanthrope with a degree of impartiality, ‘Looks like you might be in a bit of a bind there.’ The unhelpful remark, meriting a glower from the man. He growled back, “What does that matter to you, Lycan?”