Soldier X Torcher Novels & Stories

Miguel was cleaning his caliber 45 in his hut at their camp. That’s where he would live with the other soldiers. He felt like the gun is already a part of him. It was with him like forever. It was his partner way before he was still starting in the army up until now that he became an officer designated in this province. At the age of 28, he’s already successful with what he has achieved in the army. But he admits that it was not an easy road going to where he is now.

“HIDE IN THAT STONE CAGE AND I’LL RIP IT TO THE GROUND WITH YOU INSIDE!” I laughed. Not out loud. But deep. Deep where the rage lived. Damon stepped beside me. “You want me to shoot him?” “Not yet,” I whispered. I grabbed a torch from the brazier. Walked to the edge of the wall. And hurled it down onto the oil-slick trench below. The flames erupted like the breath of gods. Xavier’s front line screamed as they burned. Horses bucked. Men scattered. I raised my blade and pointed it at him.

Darryl stood there quietly as if he had not heard Tanya; he looked at the soldiers who had surrounded him, but his stern expression did not waver. "Young man!" The garrison soldier captain observed Darryl and said coldly, "You're quite courageous. How dare you challenge Mister Xanthos! If you know what's good for you, you should surrender now lest you suffer later—" Darryl interrupted him before he could finish his sentence.

Then they swiftly and wordlessly climbed back to their horses, slowing their pace to a trot. "We can pick up speed when we reach the forest," one of them said. "What is your name, soldier?" Scarlett asked him, making Sunu catch up with his horse. "Xander," he replied, keeping his gaze fixed on the road. He didn't seem the talkative type. "May I ask you what you did back there with the dirt?" Scarlett asked. That elicited a reaction from the man, making him turn his head towards her. "That is how we say goodbye to fallen soldiers. It was our way to say goodbye to Queen Edda," he said with a solemn voice, and then made his horse trot faster, clearly bent on speeding away from Scarlett.

She looks up defiantly at the person sitting in the centre at a big chair, and my fists clench seeing him. Ray The Beta/ Second in command of the hunter clan. He is famous for sleeping around with women for the fun of it, and his hatred towards female wolves, knows no boundaries at it. Thora refuses to lower her eyes, meeting his angry stare and I curse. What is this girl doing! Does she have a death wish! I try to send another mindlink to again find it blocked. Damn Thora! The man is not to be messed with! He can hurt you. "Come here"

Xavier growled back, "This man killed my brother and wiped out my friend Andarov just last night! This isn't just revenge. This is blood for blood. I am Xavier Haywood, a soldier born to conquer the world and serve my country. I never planned to waste time on ants like him. But if he's hellbent on seeking death, then I'll do him the favor!" Chantelle's expression tightened. This was bad. Xavier was not just any soldier—he was a colonel, and more importantly, not under the state governor's jurisdiction. Moreover, judging by his expression, he was not just angry. He was enraged beyond reason. Andrew had truly stirred up a storm this time, and it was only getting worse.

Sir Valerio spoke with a loud voice, holding up his hand, and the soldiers took heed to his words and stood waiting for the attackers. The revolution force rode towards them, and as they closed in, Sir Valerio dropped his hand, and a single arrow dipped in fuel and set on fire flew over Xavier’s soldiers and landed in the path Elliot’s revolution force rode on. The next second, a large plague of fire arose and encompassed the entire army of one thousand warriors and their horses. The frightened horses threw their riders off them and sought to escape the flame.

As soon as Tyr‘s voice faded, Archie, who had been dashing forward with ease, came to an abrupt halt. A clay general riding a tall horse blocked his path. There was a large number of soldiers following behind him. The general wielded a tomahawk and struck it down from the sky. Unexpectedly, the weapon erupted with a cold and ancient glow that slashed at Archie. Archie swung the weapon away with a wave. At least a thousand soldiers on the chariot behind the general charged toward Archie at the next second.

Wolves easily gashed and ripped each of the soldier’s throats, leaving no one alive. Diego’s team didn’t stop but charged furthermore to the second squadron where Vander was spotted bleeding with two arrows buried in his stomach and shoulder. “Run, you moron!” He growled as soon as he chased Vander run through the deep forest in which Cedric and his team carried the explosives that lit up the moment Diego’s team shifted back to their human form and hurled the torches together with the bombs. Resonant eruption reverberated across the woods, sweeping the second squadron burning to death. Cries and shrieks of torture added to the noise that had exploded. Diego retained his serious glance and st

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”