Soldier Of Misfortune Book Novels & Stories

Moonlight bathes the battlefield in an eerie silver glow while I wait, and wait, for the man that started this. Richard is a coward, but he’s a smart man. He knows he lost his opportunity to use the Book of Whispers to open his precious gate to another world, another hell where he plans to be a god, reborn. Now, this war means more to him than just a distraction. He needs to win, to overpower the royals and their powers, which means he’s more desperate than ever. I give myself a single second to think about Misty before locking her memory away, somewhere so deep I can’t reach it. That single thread she refused to let go of quakes in my chest, desperately holding on.

Bruno said to him "Boss, you know me" the man cried "Moreno, of course, I know you, and that is exactly why you are here. You my dear friend are a thief, and do you know what happens to thieves and traitors?" Bruno asked coyly. "No, Boss please" the man pleaded. "Okay, say I give you a second chance and I am not the patient one, which you are well aware of. What results do I get?" Bruno asked "I'll get the twin piece, I'll get it back for you "The man patted his chest as he spoke, still shaking visibly.

Pulling the black gloves over my hands, I asked, “Does a man enjoy the taste of his own dick the way he does others’? There’s only one way to find out, isn’t there?” Rione jerked his head toward one of the men, and immediately a chopper was handed out to me. I took it and ran a finger against the sharp steel, its edges customised and sharpened just for this motherfucker. Two soldiers parted his thighs and held them tight on the ground while horror shrouded his snarky aura from moments ago. He yelled, “You can’t kill me. You’ll bring the war to yourselves. Vitale—” “Will ruin me?” I snorted. “They can try, but by the time they find out, I won’t be needing them anymore. Adonis Vitale can go fu

The precious heiress being betrayed was a disgrace she had never tasted before. Furious, she flew into a rampage back at the mansion. Priceless antiques and calligraphy paintings were shattered into pieces in her wake. That night, after dropping Lola off, Adrian drove back toward the villa, unaware of what waited for him. As he passed a dark patch of road, several large men in black suddenly leapt out of the bushes and threw a sack over his head. "Who the hell are you? Let go of me! Do you know who my wife is?" Adrian shouted, kicking and flailing inside the sack.

Then looked down at the book in my hands. “He says they belong to the same group of stories.” I stared. “What?” General Aodren glanced toward the bookseller again as the man continued. “The first follows Lady Elianor and Lord Carad. Another follows a different couple. This one follows Lady Rosamund.” My grip tightened around the cover. “Different couples?” “Yes.” “But the others stay?” The bookseller could not have understood me. General Aodren translated. The man nodded immediately and answered at length. General Aodren’s eyes came back to me.

The king’s men were burning every house where a cursed child might be born. The door splintered. A soldier in black armor stepped through the smoke, his sword slick with rain. “By decree of the crown—” he began. The woman clutched her newborn tighter. “You will not have her!” A flash of steel. A scream cut short. Then silence—except for the infant’s cry and the thunder rolling over the hills. The soldier hesitated. The baby’s eyes, half-open, glowed faintly gold. He backed away, murmuring a prayer, and fled into the storm.

« I hope that you are well, best friend. Thank you for sacrificing yourself in my place, but I couldn’t let you die just like that. The Empire has decided that you’ll be infected with the incurable disease, that this is your sentence to die from it. I made my way through this and let you be exiled without being infected; of course, no one knows about this. I know that you are asking yourself why you are in the middle of nowhere with only rags on you, but I want you to live. Find a place for you in the outside world. I can help you; I’ll send a raven now and then to let you know about the news. I know it’s hard to live outside the walls since the plague is taking everyone to death, but I want

I was so touched I almost cried. Only after I died in my previous life did I learn the truth. That teddy bear was never a gift. It was a vessel. A container for a curse that had been draining my luck away, little by little. My hands started shaking before I could stop them. I carefully tore open the soft, cute plush. Beneath layers of stuffing, my fingers brushed against something thin. A piece of paper, folded into a strange triangle. I held my breath and slowly unfolded it. Dark red ink covered the page in symbols. At the center, unmistakable, was my full name, written in a way that made my skin crawl. I took a deep breath and forced myself to stay calm, then carefully put the paper away.

Alice mumbled. Leia stared at her with so much disapproval, but Alice turned a blind eye and opened her emergency comic book. She was reading Infinity Inc., the first volume and thirty-fourth issue. Of course, she had already read it, but she brought it today because this is where Hazard, a villain character, first appeared. Hazard was just like Alice. She brought bad luck to everyone around her but herself. And right now, Alice could relate to her more than anything else. When lunch came, Alice and Leia decided to take separate ways.

In desperation, he gritted his teeth and put up with the pain, his face contorted. I turned my head away to see if anyone else was experiencing difficulties. The future of that soldier would depend on the decision he made today. “Another one.” I witnessed another soldier about to fall victim due to his inexperience. He had attempted to kill the imp by tossing his spear, but it was deflected by the imp's quick movements. The imp now had the upper hand because the soldier had lost his weapon. The imp leapt and thrust its dagger at the soldier. This time, the soldier was a little more composed as he successfully avoided the attack by sliding to the ground.