Surviving The Game As A Barbarian Light Novel Novels & Stories

He teased. "No," I pressed out between clenched teeth, my eyes fixed on the window. “This is the result of my first encounter with a prole. One Iuba. He cut my face open with his claw. ”I was just barely able to resist feeling for the long scar with my tongue and instead put the rest of my bolt in my mouth. “Yes,” he said, “because you are a little girl and you have nothing to oppose a full-blown prole. Although, if you're lucky, they'll just laugh at the sight of you and all you have to do is pick up the carcasses. "

I slowly took a step back, wincing in pain as one of the twigs pricked my foot. I was barely breathing as one of the big wolves with black fur trotted towards me, sniffing. His eyes were fixed on my wrist, and he seemed to freeze before slowly backing away. He turned back to look at me one more time, and I felt a strange connecting to him. The other wolves followed him, and I finally exhaled. A shiver ran through my spine, and I looked around one more time, trying to figure out where I was going to go. If there was one thing I knew, it was that I wasn't going back to my pack. I wasn't going to anywhere that was going to bring me close to Damon and Lila. But I didn't even know where the hell

Hearing him call me that made Zariah stir and made me melt inside a little. I had done it. I had escaped my ass hole rejected mate and found my second chance mate. I still had a lot to do but I had Amelia, Kyle, Dominic and Emron to help me. I didn't know what would happen but I wasn't completely worried about it and neither was Zariah. I would rescue my pack though from Elstan, I owed them that much. I just hoped it wouldn't be too late. END BOOK ONE

Help! No matter what, I wouldn’t give up. I kept yanking the chair, kept trying to move the ropes. Everything hurt and cut into my skin. My screams turned into cries of agony. The last of the people disappeared, and the last thing I saw was Liam’s green eyes and his smile. He smiled triumphantly, like he had won something. What the fuck is going on?!

“But I got this.” “Like the blade ritual?” Akira says, blade flashing. “You’re strong.” “Thanks,” I say, light burning another scout. “We need to move!” We guide survivors through the forest, dodging more scouts, my light burning a path through the dark. They’re weak, some barely walking, their light fading from hunger and fear. “Stay close!” I yell, light flaring. “We’re almost there!” “You’re doing great,” Jude says, shadows shielding us. “Like the hidden realm?”

Now the long years of loneliness begin again. And I will survive because dragons live forever. Tahr's story next... END OF PART THREE

I kick the body down and as his body hits the dirt, I stab his neck, hopefully giving him a faster death. I look around to face more Barbarians but instead I find the remaining ones beginning to lower their weapons. We surround them in a circle as Pal’lacon orders them to surrender in their Northland language. One of the Barbarians drops his weapons and starts speaking in Latin, exclaiming that he was only forced into this and that he was just a farmer. I looked at Varkii and saw evidence of slight sympathy in his face, after all the remaining Barbarians looked nothing like the usual sellswords we had faced in the past or the ones we had just killed for that matter, they were wearing simple

Some toward weapons, some toward the fence, some only far enough to realize they had no idea where they were supposed to go. The difference between panic and survival was usually about five seconds. The tower had already lost three of them. “Eastern side!” Caleb shouted. His voice cut through the rain better than Warren’s did. Lantern light bounced across the muddy yard as survivors scrambled for spears, rifles, and tools that had become weapons because the world no longer cared what things were originally made for. The infected kept coming. Not dozens. Hundreds. Not all at once, but enough that the fog below the ridge seemed alive with bodies. Pale faces appeared between the trees, vanished

Hey everyone Thank you so much for reading book two in the surviving my fate series. I am currently working on book three Surviving My Blood as well as some other books in the series. Surviving my blood will start having chapters posted on a weekly basis and the first chapter is already up. It will also be the final book in Kaydence and Dominics story as the other books will focus on the other Allied Alphas and them finding their mates. I am also working on book two to For the Love of Death which I have titled For the Children of Death and that will also have weekly chapters posted. I am also planning to work on a murder myster novel that my grandmother inspired me to write which is called M

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