Sans Battle Novels & Stories

The man standing beside her—still faceless, only gloved hands visible—gripped her chin and turned her face. Her body was thin—too thin. As if she hadn't eaten properly in weeks. Then came the voice—not his, but a distorted, mechanical overlay. "You beat us twice. Once in the ring. Once before the world. Now watch what you lose if you get too confident. First, we break the body. Then the name." Then—crack. A punch. The screen shook. Sloane's body slumped sideways. But she didn't scream. Didn't make a sound.

The first existence turned toward him. "What have you done?" The boy walked closer. "Nothing." A pause followed. Then he looked directly at Evelyn. "I simply asked someone outside to help me." The entire white world shattered. Evelyn saw the Bell Tower again. She saw Rowan, Serah, Elara, the Blood God and the First Judge. All of them were fighting. But not against the Void Emperor. Not against the creatures beyond the Door. A familiar figure stood at the center of the battlefield. A man with crimson eyes.

"Isabella, I heard you learned how to fight in prison. Why don't you give Elena a show? If you can make it lie down obediently, you get a hundred grand tonight." "A hundred grand…" I murmured. I stared at the restless beast. Its eyes were bloodshot, a low growl vibrating deep in its throat. This wasn't entertainment; it was a gladiator match. But I couldn't walk away from that money. I took off my jacket, revealing arms mapped with scars and fresh bandages from the ballistic test earlier that afternoon. "Deal." I had barely taken two steps when the Rottweiler went berserk. It broke free of the leashes and lunged at me with a thunderous roar.

And I was starting to worry that some of them believed in this rumour, well Black certainly had and I think Blue was with the devil when she came up with the option. I look at the injured monsters that surround me and am surprised that we haven’t lost as many as I expected, but I guess that they would be harder to kill considering that the majority of the fighters couldn’t see them at all and the others just had a large amount of luck. At the beginning of the war, I had told them all to leave Natalie and Ash out of

will fight for my people, I am still confused as to why I am to die in this ignorant manner. Everyone said the gods would stand for us, for we have acted in accordance to their laws; thus, we deserve sacred protection. This belief amazes me, for battles depend on the strength of men and not the gods. The gods give courage, but men fight the battle themselves. “I was counseled to take Banabella to the kingdom of Fallahi, - I mean your mother’s birthplace. I have handpicked a group of men who have been chosen to take Banabella to the village of Bo, in the kingdom of Fallahi. Don’t be surprised, my boy. Yesterday I read what was written on our wall. I saw our young men running away from Muzaga

The noise had been deafening. Metal against metal, flesh against flesh, shield against shield. And over it all, the battle cries of warriors lost to bloodlust and determination to kill or be killed. Brand had forgotten what it felt like – the all-consuming need for the blood of his enemies to be spilled on the ground at his feet.

They also would know about Ben's engagement to Meg, they undoubtedly thought she was Ben's mate, I wasn't about to tell them otherwise. One of the boys, Will, had blood running down his temple, a direct clash with his sparkling blue eyes. He had faced the reigning champion in the ring and lost. I itched for action as yet another wolf limped away from the ring, the same champion still prowling about, waiting for the next challenge. Will saw me admiring his wound and he looked me up and down, "Do you fight Carrie?" I opened my mouth to answer but I was beaten to the chase.

He throws himself towards me, eager to trap me beneath his weight, but I bring my knees to my chest and place my feet against his shoulders before thrusting outward, and Sage, off of me. He staggers backwards from my blow, and I quickly advance on his momentary pain and pin him under my own bodyweight. "Do you think the Pantera will play nice when you're faced with them on a battlefield?" I question lightly. My weight alone can't trap Sage, so I dig my forefinger into the skin by his ribs at another pressure point. If he tries to rise, he'll

said the knight, every one bowed down, Athen realized Balak was coming to see the competition, it was going to be his first meeting with him, all thoughts of his family came into Athen's mind, his face was all red, his eyes was filled with anger replicating the lava, Athen looked up and saw Balak, he was tall, taller than the average man, his brown eyes held a certain darkness in them, his face was bright and had monstrous features, whole area was filled with sort of dark aura as if it was darkness of hell. "Raise your head" said Balak in his deep raucous voice, Athen was staring at Balak with anger, the man who killed his family, destroyed his village and other villages was in front of him,

Greg threw at him. "You see why I didn't want to talk about it? Look at people I call my friends, they can't even stand by me when I need them the most! Excuse me, I'm going first!" Tyler stalled away. He didn't mind his friends who were still looking at him as if he just peed on his pants and got into his car, then sped off. He won't go home, a long drive to clear his head is all he needed. *** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots.