Super Human Battlefield Novels & Stories

The drone crashes to the ground in a shower of twisted metal and dying green sparks. I stand in the middle of the battlefield, chest heaving, blood and ash coating my skin, watching my mate bring the sky down. Sienna is barely standing. Golden light still crackles around her hybrid form, claws extended, her eyes still glow faintly. She just tore through the final wave like it was nothing. The government forces arrived in time to witness the end of it.

"You know that. I pull back, a new Alpha rises in ten years with a new appetite. Your grandchildren fight this same war. The ending I am proposing is permanent." "What ending?" He looked at me steadily. No smile now. Just those amber eyes, direct and serious in a way that was somehow more unsettling than the charm. "A Sacred Bond," he said. "A marriage between the Alpha King and a human woman. Binding under wolf law and human treaty. A Human Luna… the first in history. Two species joined at the highest level, publicly and permanently." The yard went very quiet. I heard one of my guards exhale slowly behind me. "You want to marry a human," I said flatly.

no this couldn’t be it I wasn’t ready to die this cant be happening. As if sensing my panic, the sickeningly handsome man grinded at me with the most creepily sexy smile I have ever seen. What the fuck was wrong with me or was it these men of this warrior alien race did they can immobilize their prey with sex appeal. He growled lowly and I flinched fuck he is going to kill me what do I do. Just I freak out and lift my leg instinctively and swing with all my strength and knee him in the groin, He flinches and doubles over instantly releasing my hand I make shove him away and quickly dart over towards Ra’s crumpled desperate to revive him before the handsome murder regains his composure and d

He turned to the project overview page as the group made their way to the armory in the next room. “Project Humanity’s Last Resort, HLR, funded by Daniel Shirker, was a secret government operation that served as a reset button for the world. It would trigger a chain of natural disasters that would wipe out all of humanity. In order to restore life after the event. Project HLR established around 151 bunkers across the United States to hold both people and animals during the events of this project and release them once the state of the planet returned to a suitable environment to live in. These bunkers were known as Noah’s Arks. Between the 151 bunkers, Project HLR planned to save up to one mi

About six months into the apocalypse, both my mom and I had discovered some serious powers. Mine? I could hear my dad's thoughts—yes, only his. In an apocalyptic world where survival hinged on brute strength, this ability was as useful as a screen door on a submarine. The only upside was that I became his personal translator. But my mom? She struck gold. She developed super strength—and not just the run-of-the-mill kind. Her entire body mutated. She went through a second growth spurt, and now she was almost seven feet tall—tall and built like a tank.

It will be the end of the human species. I am by the tree with my Beta, and we have not shifted yet. No need to right now. Our strength is just as powerful in human form. I duck and slide under one of the enemies lifting myself to land right behind him and quickly crack his neck, weakening him for a few seconds giving me time to take out my gun and pull the trigger, with the first shot right between his head and the second one directly at his heart. My Beta punched and kneed the next Bampire before he flung the Bampire into the tree, attacking him with his tactics and then ripping off his jugular with his bare teeth. I see LB and his crew of warriors heading towards the field from the south

--- The entity pulsed faintly beside her. --- Still holding balance— --- But barely. --- Because the battlefield was no longer something it could stabilize. --- This— --- Belonged to them now. --- To humans. --- To choices. --- To survival. --- And as the silent war spread deeper into unseen spaces— One final truth became impossible to ignore: --- This battlefield had no borders. --- No rules. --- No mercy. --- And the longer it remained unseen— --- The deadlier it would become.

The places were limited for people who wanted to enter Sage Battlefield. According to the previous practices, every time Sage Battlefield opened, the top Human Tribe and Demon Tribe forces in Northern Region would reach an agreement, respectively allocating places for their people to enter the battlefield. Since Human Tribes were weaker on the whole, in the allocation process, they would receive a lot fewer places on the battlefield. It was rumored that this time, Human Tribes got 3,000 places while Demon Tribes earned 7,000...

The Battlefield The lab became a meat grinder of technology and rage. Sentinel 01 lunged at the Reapers, his metallic skin absorbing the sonic blasts with a rhythmic thud-thud-thud. He swung his heavy arms like pendulums, shattering the tactical helmets of the Old Guard’s men. Caspian used the distraction to reach Jade. He wrapped his arm around her waist, bracing her as she struggled to stay upright. The violet light in her eyes was fading, replaced by a grey, deathly pallor.

She was my anchor, my reason for fighting, and I would do whatever it took to ensure her well-being. The war raged on, each blow, shot, or clash of steel sent shockwaves through my body. The battlefield soon became a valley of death. The ground stained crimson with the blood of fallen enemies and mates. As the battle continued, I watched in horror as my father-in-law’s forces unleashed their secret weapon: the rogues. These were the same humans we had encountered in the factory, now transformed into monstrous creatures driven by ruthless aggression and control. The sight of these enhanced beings filled me with a sickening feeling. They tore through our ranks with brutal strength, their enhan