Marleyan Soldier Novels & Stories

He gave a slight smile before stating, "I miss her." Adam was startled when there was an unexpected volley of gunfire outside their headquarters. Every one of his men remained vigilant and quickly readied their firearms. Before they left the office, Alister assisted Adam in dressing himself and putting on his t-shirt. As Adam went in the front door, he couldn't help but wear a frown. He looked at some of his soldiers and saw that others had been injured because of the bullet that was fired at them. Marcel takes great pleasure in making his entrance. Adam's escalating anger caused him to clench his jaws.

Back when Andrew was still in the Army, He was nicknamed the Devil's Son. Everyone reverenced how eager and Fearless he acted. He had volunteered to Join the infantry and join his colleagues in fighting the war despite the fact that he was just few weeks into his recruitment. He was barely a Soldier then. During the war, He was part of a four Man gang who infiltrated the Enemies camp, and the only one to return alive. Andrew was a Soldier through and through. Multiple promotions in few years, each one of those duly earned. Little wonder General ISSA would do anything to prevent him quitting.

The soldiers were the kindest people. They were neither calculative nor competitive against each other. While they were not related by blood, they were closer than brothers. They would always share with their brothers-in-arms, especially those who sacrificed on the battlefield. “Great.” Noir took the card with a serious look. “I will convey your message to the Martyr’s Society. Don’t worry about it.” The soldiers nodded. “Wolf King, Captain Noir, we will be on our way now.”

Some of the soldiers whistled at the girl's bravado while the others made jest of the man for allowing a human slave walk away with insulting him. "Stop there Roosevelt spawn!" The now angry guard ordered and Adeline halted. It seemed word had gotten out that she was a Roosevelt. The soldier walked toward her slowly, while the noise died down, even the music had stopped. The dancers weren't dancing anymore as everyone's attention was on Adeline. The soldier had just made her a target for angry werewolves whose families were killed in the war. This would end badly, but I had no intention of interfering. Since I couldn't kill her someone else could. I wondered how fate intended to stop her bod

Liana look at him and chuckled a bit as they kneeled down to wrap the man’s leg. “Like this?” Maru asks as the man groans in pain. “Oh I’m sorry, did I wrap it too tight?” Maru asks as he loosens it. “It’s okay your highness it’s an honor for me that the prince of Thamali wrapped my wound. I’m thankful,” The soldier said. “You’re welcome, it’s part of my duty to help my town people,” he answered. They walk on the bloody ground as they help the other soldiers in cleaning the broken debris scattered around.

“You did that. You alone.” I nodded, breath shaky. “We are not safe yet.” As if answering the thought, one of the soldiers groaned and rolled over. His armor sparked where the runes had been overloaded, flickering erratically. He crawled to his feet with a snarl and raised his weapon again. Marek growled and moved forward, ready to tear through him, but I raised a hand. The soldier froze mid stride as my power wrapped around him, pinning him in place. His boots scraped against the dirt, but he could not move.

He had never fought someone made out of pure gold. The drums beat sped up faster and faster and faster until they stopped. In a split second the gold soldier swung his strong muscular arm forward, launching his spear in Marlon’s direction. With lightning speed reflexes Marlon moved out of the way. The spear lodged inside the ground where he had been once standing. The golden soldier let out a battle cry that seemed to enliven the gods that surrounded them. Marlon didn’t know this was what they meant by his ‘journey’. He was very skilled in the art of fighting, but he didn’t know if he could best him. He would try to stand his ground.

A faint rustle startled him, and Alpha Gray spun around, ready to fight. Marigold came sneaking out from the woodland undergrowth. Her honey-coloured eyes glowed in the moonlit night. She held a finger over her soft lips gesturing for him to be quiet. Then, Marigold pointed into the forest, where another guard patrolled. She reached down and grabbed a handful of dirt. Alpha Gray crunched down and waited for the soldier to come close enough, but before he could launch himself onto the man. A flicker of red appeared in the dark, and the soldier gasped and grabbed his chest before falling lifeless to the ground.

“Muriel must have gone there trying to stop the fight. I just hope she doesn’t get hurt. I traced my way through the forest, locating the cliff. ~Muriel~ Almost fifty out of a hundred of our soldiers were dead already. Imagine their mates waiting for them at home, yet Lucian was stubborn to retreat. I saw a soldier tramping behind Russell with his sword while Russell was facing many soldiers in his front. I looked around me and found the sword of one of the dead soldiers. I swallowed hard and picked it up. I dashed through the battle to stop the soldier. “Now, Eli!” I heard the command of Lucian through the screeching of the swords in the air. I turned around and found a soldier glaring at m

Martha said. Amy wondered why Broderick called Martha and at the same time call her too. When Amy set his gaze on Broderick and examined him again, she assumed that he may be truly drunk. "What then did you mean by he will be carried away in few minutes time?" Amy just had time to process what Martha said a few minutes ago. Before Martha could respond, heavy steps of crowds could be heard around the house. Amy's heart stopped beating when he saw numerous soldiers appear from different angles of the house.