Prowl Beast Wars Novels & Stories

Billy responded, “That sounds good. You just don’t want to have to make more when you really need them. I nodded, “I agree. I will keep making more while I’m sitting then.” I continued making my spears and daggers as I watched a lot of warlocks fall into the crevasse. Dad filled it with fire for only five seconds, then mom closed it. She opened another one, not far from it, and I surrounded it with ice again. I started walking around the house and found another group starting to overpower our warriors. I raised a bunch of spears and launched them at only the eyes facing the house, then prayed that works. Less than a second later, every dark warlock in that group dropped and I missed every wa

END OF THE SUCCESOR WAR ARC "We do not kill females, that is our code as ordered by our mistress Lady Melo." "Fine! Give me the crossbow," he grabbed one of the ladies' crossbows and shot an arrow that ripped through Alicia's stomach. As they dissipated, in all the pain and anguish Alicia threw one last look at Daito, and she was met with black cold-blooded eyes that stared back at her with no remorse as she cried her pain out loud. She was left for dead, bleeding our

Third Person’s POV Before it all began, Wysteria was a unique continent that humans couldn't see or enter. There are live creatures that people never thought were real. It is filled with fairies, monsters, and demons. The three types of creatures live there without any problems. Fairies are the highest rank that monsters and demons follow. In the family of fairies, three brothers rule Wysteria. They are Amoroso, Agape, and Agamemnon. The three brothers were born in the same flower. All those below them follow them.

Alpha Zane Atlantis watched the pack from below, his long finger slowly grazing his chin. Here was the pack he had fought all his life for, and for some time, he just couldn't grow used to the peace. He had gotten so accustomed to war, the peace and gaiety seemed almost boring. For the serenity and the good of his pack, however, he knew not to go out there to cause trouble. With a small sigh, he drew back from the large balcony, then swiftly removed the unbuttoned coat he had been wearing.

"It depends on the level of peace and cooperation. But for the past Hundred years, after the new tradition was created there has been Peace." "So what you are saying now is that if we stop this cooperation between packs, there's a possibility of the blood moon beast coming back." "Yes, Taz. That's why everyone of us are trying our best in maintaining the new tradition." "Can the death of Yvonne bring back the beast?" "No, it can't." "But she was murdered, so…" "Yet there is still peace." "But…" Niue sighed, "Enough of the questions, we have a murder case to solve, so leave the beast matter alone." Niue stood up and stretched, his old bones cracking. He patted Taz on the head and walked away.

Date: 12 Nov 2002 The clash of war between the beast and the Demons was not easy as there was a huge fight. The Demons attacked fiercely and the beast did not spare them at all, killing them one after the other. One attacked, throwing a digger straight at him. He caught it and threw it back. The demon did not see that coming so it caught him and he fell down dead to the floor.

he yelled as countless arrows flew towards the beast. "Why are you all dumb like this" the beast said unconcerned with the arrows aiming him. He speed off with great speed,he saw all the arrows moving at slow motion. Blue streaks was seen passing randomly through the midst of the arrows as the arrows turned back towards the Tryus warriors with more speed killing unlucky ones as well causing injuries to some of the warriors .The warriors remaining decreased drastically. "Surrender to the kingdom of Persia or you die"the beast said to the king of Tryus.

My stomach dropped as I stared at Dr. O'neil's smiling face. Behind him the rich darkness called to me and the beast's growls racked invisible claws down my back. This was no werewolf. Whatever it was, it wasn't of any world and there was Devon. The two scents confused me, I wanted to turn tail and run the hell out of that place.

“How sweet. But we don't think you have any interest here. Please step back and there will be no hostility. We've never had a problem with Bayu witches.” Another Bayu witch spat forward with a disgusted expression. “Knowing your status as traitors is more than enough for us to think to whom we will turn against.” The battle broke out instantly. The witches attacked each other using their magical energy, some seemed to be fighting using martial arts Pencak Silat that full of internal power flows. Bayu witches are pressed because they are outnumbered. Dona yells at the group to hurry up or teleport as much as possible. However, the attacks of the Sriwijaya witches seemed never to stop. A male

Water dripped down his chest, each drop tracing the lines of carved muscle that looked like someone sculpted him from stone. Broad shoulders. Deep-cut abs. A V-line that should’ve been illegal. My mouth literally fell open. Xavier leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed, towel tightening around his waist. A slow, sinful smirk curved his lips. “Looking for me, sweetheart?”