Sans Death Battle Novels & Stories

"But I remember the feeling of your hand in mine. And I would rather die in this life than live in one where I don't know your name." ​"Then you will die together!" Silas roared. ​He waved his hand, and the stained-glass windows of the Great Hall shattered. From the darkness outside, a thousand black-winged Reapers poured in, their mechanical stingers humming with the frequency of death. ​"Back to back?" I asked, stepping up to Julian’s side, my Scythe humming in sync with his sword. ​Julian looked at me, a wolfish, familiar smile touching his lips. The silver marks on his face were fully active now, glowing with a brilliance that blinded the front row of nobles.

But beneath its death rattle, another voice stirs. A whisper. Kael’s head jerks. Lucien stiffens. Seren breathes deep, and tastes it. “You win this battle,” it hisses.“But I win the flame.” They leave what’s left of Dustspire in silence. Fifty-three Ashborn dead.Three witches mad.One hybrid commander sobbing into the dirt, unable to look at his own reflection without screaming. At Emberhold, torches are dimmed. The banners hang low. And in the Hall of Names, Seren does not delegate.

The sky and ground were vibrating terribly. In the blink of an eye, red shadows of light rammed into the King of the Dead as an earth-shattering sound echoed. The King of the Dead floated into the air as if he was not injured. Darryl was shocked when he saw that and he started to panic. ‘Even the Blood Battle Eight Direction didn’t harm him. How can I fight him now?’ “That’s all you got?” the King of the Dead quirked a smile as he had a look of contempt on his cold face.

Evelyn pulled the Blood Sword from the wound in her chest, her blood flowing out, clinging to the blade like a living flame. Lucien raised his hand. The black sky rolled, from which the silhouettes of the Seraphim, the artificial entities he had assimilated, flew down like broken-winged angels. Each step they took left a trail of red fire, burning everything in their path. The final battle of Valenfort began.

Jake Three days later, Elena still hadn't woken up. The operation had been successful but she had to be put in a medically induced coma because she had lost a lot of blood and was still in the red zone. if they had brought her in any later, it would have been too late to save her thankfully the bullet didn't hit any vital spot and she had been sagacious enough to put pressure on the wound which helped a lot. Jake hadn't left her side since she was brought into the private room he got for her, he had only left to take bathroom breaks when necessary and had ignored mike's plea for him to go home for a few hours at least instead he had made the guy bring clean shirts for him.

Chapter 17: The Battle for Power The night sky was a canvas of ominous clouds and distant lightning as Rayka and Sylvester prepared for the battle that would determine the fate of their packs. The air was charged with tension, and the eerie silence before the storm seemed to echo the uncertainty that loomed over them. Their forces were arrayed, and the battlefield was set. The confrontation with Natalia, Sylvester’s father, and their allies was about to begin.

Perhaps then none of this would be happening. As the sun began its descent, casting an orange glow across the horizon, as the battle I most feared began. The two Alphas locked eyes, their rivalry palpable. Dane was still looking to get his revenge on Elliot for all that he had done to me. He hated Elliot for having taken me away from him, and trying to claim me as his. Dane lunged forward, his movements swift and graceful, harnessing the moon’s power to enhance his agility. He struck with precision, his claws slashing through the air.

Unfortunately, Kalta was fast and swift and managed to dodge the orb right on time but fortunately the orb was able to hit one of the locks holding Bethany captive but not without hurting her. "The only person that is dying tonight is you Kalta." Adonis said as he advanced towards him, ready to blast him again. He did not have a complete game plan in his head, but he knew that he was not going to stop fighting until Kalta was either dead or he was dead. "Well, I do not mind making an example with you before you breathe your last," Kalta said and launched at Adonis. Adonis, equally ready to set an end to all of this launched his own ball of fire and the battle for life and death began.

Reid's mind replayed the battle against Denzel, his thoughts consumed by the sudden turn of events. The memory of Denzel's lifeless body, mere moments from defeat, now stood vividly in his mind."How did he recover so quickly?" Reid wondered, his brow furrowed in puzzlement. His eyes narrowed, scrutinizing every detail.Denzel had been on the brink of defeat, his strength waning, his movements faltering. But then, inexplicably, he stood up, his eyes blazing with renewed determination, and fought back with vigor."What kind of magic was that?" Reid's curiosity gnawed at him, refusing to let go. He replayed every moment, searching for clues.Seeking answers, Reid summoned Keeran, his beta."Keeran,

The big war battle between the two powerful organization was still ongoing and no one will planning to retreat nor surrender to stop the war occurs between them. The dead body were scattered on the ground while bathing Their own bloods while the bullet was loaded into their body causing Their early deaths. Meanwhile Vladimir and his members was continuing fighting their enemies who are firing them from the distance and he did everything to avoid from their ripple bullets, Pomegranate, Missiles, just to stay alive and win the war battle. The tension was burning and all of them were hoping to survive and get what they deserves to have.