Spooky Nook Tournament Novels & Stories

"I can only see it and make a calculated guess. Soul wounds are rare. They are powerful. But there are many reasons why one could have a wound on their soul, and I do not know yours." The disappointment hit harder than I expected. I'd been hoping for answers. Real answers. Not more questions. "Okay." I managed to keep my voice steady. "Thank you." I turned to leave, then stopped. "Can I borrow a book? For the holidays?" Cornelius flew in a small circle, clearly pleased by the change in topic. "Yes." "I want the strongest books Nocturne has on spell casting. And anything remotely about spellweavers." The gargoyle took off, wings beating the air as he zipped through the stacks. I watched him d

He looked up at me for a second and then back down to his computer. “Actually Quinn asked for a few bodies this week. Lemme see what it says. Hmm, looks like he needs two unmated shifters and a telepath for a week. He’s hosting a Tournament of Suitors and needs security since things will probably get out of hand. He wants unmated guys just in case you get fucked up,” Shane said, laughing. Unmated guys usually fought like they had nothing to lose, but nobody wanted to tell a Shadow’s widow they died in the line of duty either. Unmated guys were usually more likely to volunteer for reckless shit and since I had nothing much going for me right now, why not?

He took out the biscuit to the front table and open it "What is that Caliagri? Why did you do a lot of preparations?" Ashley adjusted his seat. He took the pillow next to hi. and placed it on his thigh. "It's a tournament that is held every year. Five representatives are needed in every region." "What kind tournament?" Aikee asked again. "It depends on the council. Last year what happened was a hunt card. Whatever number you get on the card, that's your target. I just don't know what game to play this year," Ace replied. I pointed to the four of them. "Were you in the game last year?"

There will be a tournament in Chequer pack of the East and when they had knowledge that I’m staying at the edge part of their pack, an invitation came for me. I was asked to join the tournament and to fight at the finals because I won here once. The tournament will prolong for three days because a lot of females registered in the game, they are from all over the continent. The prize is quite high so I am not surprised for the count of them. Since I have nothing to do yet and I have a lot of time to kill, I decided to be a part of it. Also, Mual is enthusiastic when he found out about it. “Nah. I think I’ll run.”

XXXII: Destroyed by Rumor Knox's POV "There would be a total of five games, everyone. Each round, like what we usually do, the first five packs that will finish the game will be the winner. Our prizes are pretty much the same as last year, and you can still make a personal request." Wolfric announced before the game started and everybody cheered. "Alright, alright, I'm not done talking. This year is extra special because as you know, the Vampire King himself is here as one of the judges, but... he's also generously giving away one of the islands he owns to the 1st place!"

The house is a living thing, a collection of creaking bones and drafty corridors, and it breathes the same air that I do. But you—you are the one who provides the rhythm. Every night, the ritual begins the same way. You are in the basement, surrounded by the scent of mildew and the suffocating weight of history stored in cardboard boxes. Your hand reaches for the light switch. Click. The light dies, and the game begins.

“Welcome fellow Werewolves. I would like to thank you for coming today joining me for this tournament. We have all together eight contestants fighting, duels and only each winner will proceed to the next round. Now we would like to avoid any deaths so, you win when your opponent touches the ground with his shoulder blades. We do like blood though so don’t go easy with that part. Let the tournament begin.” Alpha Raymond announces and from there everything goes quite fast, each one of the contestants has their own small tent where they can wait and relax in-between fights. Gordon advises Samuel and Nero to take shelter and get out of the sun. While waiting for him inside the tent, as he goes t

“No. I don’t even know what happened. I was just—” “Not important,” Tessa cut in, already shifting into strategic mode. She pulled her cloak tighter and looked around as if analyzing the entire territory in seconds. “What matters now is momentum. The Blood Moon is gone. The pack is healing. But if we don’t move fast, uncertainty will rise again.” Darius narrowed his eyes. “What are you suggesting?” Tessa stepped closer, lowering her voice. “We must announce a tournament. Immediately.” Gamma blinked. “A tournament? Tonight?”

Right now, we were holding onto it and had for the last two years. The tournament pitted Wood Haven, Mecan, Broken Falls and Manauwa against each other. Those four teams have always had a regional rivalry that was unlike any other. That was one of the reasons the tournament was created and to make it even more special, it was created to correspond with Homecoming so that there could be the big dance and celebration the night before. We were not only celebrating the annual Homecoming event, we were celebrating the last night we held the trophy for this year and celebrating in anticipation of bringing it home again for another year. Having the dance the night before ensured that spirits remain

That’s what Noah told me before he ascended to the platform to meet with the announcer. “I don’t want to waste everyone else’s time. So, I’ll speak straight. I want an additional prey from Bloodvenom Pack. A young she-wolf named Joyce. I believe all masters in this round will agree with me. The hunt is getting boring because all the players are experienced. I joined with my slave, who never once fought with a rogue. It’s only fun if other inexperienced players join the game.” My eyes bulged. What the hell was he talking about? Slowly, my head turned to see Killian. He was seething. His veins almost popped from his neck. And Joy, I caught her hiding behind him, looking more fragile than me.