Sans Death Battle Novels & Stories

Pain ran through me as I crumpled to the ground, the world spinning around me. Just as darkness threatened to consume me, the abrupt clash of steel and the roar of battle reached my ears. Through blurry vision, I saw Killian and Darius, standing tall and fierce in the midst of the combat. With a final strike, they defeated Terry, his body falling lifeless to the ground. *****

Prior to our reaction, the air crackled with static, and Natalia's voice reverberated over the ship's intercom, icy and poisonous: "You should’ve run... but now you’ll die here." The floor shuddered, and giant battle drones sprung out of secret compartments, their red-glowing sensors latching onto our locations. Then came the elite soldiers, fully armed, their black armor shining like steel death. Vanessa muttered a curse to herself. "There is an ambush!" The Final Battle Gunfire erupted in the air. We moved like a single, lethal unit in spite of the overwhelming odds, fighting with everything we had*. While Vanessa delivered covering fire from the top level, Damien cut through the opposing

"But Mom needs us alive more than she needs us brave right now." Wren scoops Fern back onto her hip, Nullborn aura surging outward into a dense, suffocating sphere that snuffs Kenneth's crimson lightning dead the instant it crosses into range, the air around them going cold and still in a bubble that swallows sound along with magic. She sprints straight for the dais, vaulting clean over a fallen guard's body, boot finding the second stone step before anyone in the chamber registers she's already halfway there. Kenneth swings the sceptre in a vicious arc aimed straight at her skull, the iron staff whistling loud enough to cut through the surrounding battle noise entirely.

It looks like another woman, but I can’t be sure. ‘Stay alert! Someone is hiding in the trees.’ I send through the link. Rebel tears through Kaden’s beta. He is still giving her a fight, but I can tell by the way she is fighting that she is bored of him. She decides to end it by clamping on his back and crushing his spine. When he screams out, Roxie snaps his neck. The beta is dead. Some of the warriors let out a howl of sorrow at losing their beta as they kept fighting. I could care less though. I want them all of them dead. Roxie pulls a shift and Rebel is by my side fighting again. This time we are fighting together.

He's so close I can smell his shampoo, see the color in his lips. I step closer, reaching out to him. It's like I'm being propelled by a force greater than myself. His fingers wind around mine, and it's a perfect fit. Like we've been holding hands this whole time. All these days. All these years. "We will have to fight them, though." His arms wrap around me, and he pulls me against his chest. "It's only a matter of time before we have to face them." "Who?" "The Silver Hunters." His fingers run through my hair. “They’ve attacked Hawthorn before.”

The linguistic scholar died. Before we could even reach the secondary stairwell, the massive, tinted glass windows of the living room shattered inward. A hail of high-velocity tactical rounds tore through the air, punching violent holes into the dark velvet couches and marble walls. Three heavily armed mercenaries, clad in matte-black tactical gear and Vance syndicate insignias, breached the shattered ledge using high-tension ziplines from an adjacent rooftop. Malakai returned fire instantly, his sidearm barking three times in rapid succession. The lead mercenary dropped hard against the broken glass, a tight cluster of crimson blooming across his chest.

Brandon's voice broke the silence, "When I came to, the drugs should've knocked me out for hours. The moment I opened my eyes, Noelle was right by my side. Man, it gave me quite the jolt. "And how is she still standing? With her heart condition and all those extra shifts she's pulled this month, she should've been a wreck seeing me 'dead'." Aria chuckled mockingly. "That woman doesn't care about you. If she did, she wouldn't have just stood there without batting an eyelash." I smirked at their words. In my previous life, Oswin had actually gotten sick from their little game and ended up dying of pure rage. However, this time around, I was given a second shot at life. I would never fall for t

“In the Flying Death we have something called a Blood Card. Mine were Stephen and Nina Mitchell. Nina, though my biological mother, was never any sort of mother. She’s a shell of a person and won’t ever be capable of more. Stephen, some sorry sack of shit she married but never mated with, thought I was his personal punching bag. His to do with what he wanted. Whatever he saw fit and she never stopped him. Well, gentleman, I’d like to introduce myself. My name … is Punch Dennison and I am the Reeve of the Flying Death. And no, I will never be Alpha. Because an Alpha can look past his violence and not let it cloud his judgment,” I say, my eyes immediately searching for Mags. She’s gone and I k

Alpha executing his own kind. The violence is escalating. People aren't just dying. They're being destroyed. Torn apart. Incinerated. Obliterated. I document everything. Every death. Every method. Every second. Because this battle will change London's supernatural balance. The casualties on both sides are too high. Too public. Too witnessed. Parliament can't hide this. Too many bodies. Too much destruction. Even the Veil has limits. 7:38 AM - Dragon mercenary (D-06). Staked by Callum Brennan. Died trying to kill Cormac.

Oscar appeared to be an ordinary immortal at the Nascent stage. "Oscar, you flatter me. But I’m curious, what do you think about this battle? How do you see it ending?" Adrian asked. Oscar responded with an air of mystery, "This is a battle with no winners. Both sides are destined to suffer great losses." As they chatted and observed the battle, they remained calm and detached, as if they were mere spectators. Some other immortals also watched from the sidelines with a similar attitude. Just as the battle between the factions intensified and their powerful attacks were about to collide in midair, a formidable aura erupted from, unexpectedly, within the Universe Alliance.