Minotaur Lancer Novels & Stories

He had found a Minotaur. More precisely, the Minotaur had found him. It stood over him, a good eighteen inches taller, its large, dark eyes gazing at him intently. The creature’s lips were pulled back slightly, revealing large square teeth, and Andric knew it was not a smile. The brows were furrowed, giving him a fierce countenance. Coupled with that was the fact that his horns, a most impressive pair of curving spikes, seemingly aimed right at Andric, shone impressively in the firelight.

He pushes, making me walk, and then all of a sudden he pulls me to a stop and says, "Stand there... Don't move!" I am then blinded, once more as more bright lights seem to be focused on me. I then hear another voice that seems to echo and then there is a hand sliding through my hair... "Here we have a real beauty. She is a rare Lycan female fighter and was mated to an Alpha... She is full of fight and will give anyone a run for their money!!" I sway a little as I continue to fight whatever drug they seem to be giving me. As he continues,

"The three of you should bow in my presence and kiss my feet if I demand it." Sarn, the glorious purple dragon laughed the loudest. "I'll tell you what. If you can defeat us, we'll bow and I'll even kiss your dirty, smelly feet." His tail made a grand sweep and Laryn's mammoth head lowered to avoid it. "Yeah make us," Bastian mocked. Fire showed in his blue gaze as he challenged me.

The minotaur reared back in absolute frustration, and roared into the air. In doing so, waves of raw strength emanated from its lungs, and pushed at everything all around it. Some of the nearby pillars toppled over from the act. Then with bright red eyes that were brimming with anger, it lowered its horned head and charged Lucifer with everything it had. It closed the distance between the two of them in a fraction of a second, and blew apart any pillars that stood in its way.

The minotaur charged at Rainer, who was still stuck to the ground. "MOVE DAMN IT!" he yelled at himself. He regained control of his body and quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the horns. The Minotaur stopped in its tracks and let out another violent roar. A sword, about the size of Rainer, came flying to the arena and landed in front of the minotaur. It lifted up the sword and roared again, this time it walked to Rainer with the weapon clutched tightly in its hand. Rainer quickly drew his sword with shaking hands.

Thanks to them keeping the monster occupied, the Minotaur did not hear the jingle of keys as it floated to the magicians’ hiding spot. Once it reached his hands, the Tracer quickly stored it in his inventory. “I got it!” he announced excitedly and cringed when Zen screamed for his life, clutching the halberd and running through the piling rubble. Without his weapon and one horn missing, the Minotaur fumbled clumsily like an overgrown toddler. Noticing how much slower it was compared to earlier, Charlie told Zen to back off and leave it to the couple to play tag with it. Without the halberd, there was no longer a need for Jessica, a mid-range attacker, to be wary.

Placing absolute trust in his partner, and without missing a beat, he continued his charge. With a huff of putrid air, the Minotaur shook out the coiled chains, cocked back his right arm, and let fly the death-bringing weapons with a vengeance. James dove forward just in time. All along his spine he could feel the disturbance of the air as the chains rippled within a hair’s width of his bare skin. Completing the leap, he tucked into a roll, landed onto his shield, and popped up just steps from the enemy. Not giving up any advantage, he sprinted forward and roared as he swung his blade.

One of his warriors opened the door for him as they took the dishes. "Lock it securely from the outside and double the guards. The Luna is a Lycan," I heard Hunter say. The warrior glanced at me and chuckled, but she's so tiny." I raised my hand and shifted it and the asshole swallowed uncomfortably. The door soon shut and I could hear all the locks clicking.

he retorted calmly, his audacity pushing me to the edge. "This is just a way of getting back at me, isn't it? You don't even know my Luna. You want her out of spite just so you can brag about it to the world," I accused, my words laced with anger. "You're right," he muttered with a shrug. "I need the power, and you need to rebuild your pack. The alliance are in support of you because you had a son and a Luna. Now that your son is dead, if I manage to get your Luna, I will earn their respect." He pointed.