The Arena Novels & Stories

"The beast battle is one of Ark Two's biggest attractions. They hold it once a year. A hundred contestants are thrown into the arena with ten zombies. Whoever survives to the end wins. "The rest of us get to place bets on dark horses. If you pick the winner, you take the entire prize pool that everyone else bet." As he finished speaking, the arena came into view. It looked eerily similar to an ancient colosseum. Hayley's eyes widened as she saw rows of people standing in formation below, with iron chains locked around their necks and ankles.

The Moonrise pack arena wasn’t just a place for training—it was the beating heart of the pack. Carved into the natural hollow between towering oaks, its dirt floor was worn and compacted by countless footfalls, sweat, and bloodshed. The rough-hewn timber fences rose high around the perimeter, forming an unyielding circle. The benches, scarred by years of eager spectators, climbed the gentle slope of the surrounding hillside. Today, with the sharp scent of the coming snow in the air, it felt less like an arena and more like a coliseum, ready for a spectacle—a judgment.

The arena is like timberland, with dusty black sand covering every inch of the ground. It is completely open to the elements and the blue sky up above me. No wonder I could feel the sun burning through my skin. The crowds stretched up in the bleachers as far as my eyes could see. I can see the look of dissatisfaction on their faces when they notice that none of us is going to fight each other.

In the middle of the hall of the majestic sky realm palace, Aranjo knelt with her hands clenched tightly on her lap. Her two sisters also knelt down but on the other side and they were accompanied by her father and stepmother, the God of the night and the Goddess of the wind.

On the day of the battle, scheduled four days after Manuel's positive answer, a big crowd stood excited on the stages of the largest arena in the academy. It was a circular building on the left side of the river, with an empty space fifty meters wide encircled by hundreds of overhead seats. 'It resembles the Colosseum.' Sara thought, lazily standing at the center of the arena surrounded by the crowd of students. 'There are some inscriptions on the ground and even on the walls below the stages, it seems that I won't have to worry about breaking it.' She was waiting for her opponent to appear, turning a deaf ear to the screams of the crowd above her.

We emerged on the other side of a cluster of homes and came upon a large fenced-in area overlooking a cliff. As we got closer, I realized that it was a large, circular stone arena. It had rough edges and was surrounded by wooden stands where it looked like people could gather and watch whatever went on inside. She opened up the gate leading inside the arena. There was training equipment throughout the area like rope, wooden barrels, and target dummies. “Avery, this place looks more for warriors than for healers.” Avery winked. “Bingo! Today, we’re going to train in the ways of combat! Come on in, we’ll have fun!”

“I still think this is a bad idea,” Uncle Drake said for the third time. “Can’t you just trust your daughter?” Aunt Athena complains. Even though DK and I agreed with Anya because we wanted to support her. We can’t deny the fact that we are still scared that something bad might happen to her just like the last time. This is why the tournament was held in a different Arena that Anya personally requested. As the three of us agreed to disagree, we finally found a way to compromise which included my Mom and Uncle Jericho’s presence. The wards inside the arena were created to not have any rogue wolves in unless it was tampered with from the inside.

They could sense that something important was about to happen. The arena was a large, open-air space that was surrounded by tall, stone walls. It was located in the center of the Pack's territory and was used for a variety of events and ceremonies. The floor of the arena was made of packed dirt, and there was a large stage at one end where I would be making my announcement.

I nodded. Kael held out his hand. I placed mine in it. We walked out. The tribunal arena was outside the city limits, on a stretch of open land that belonged to the High Council directly. It was a neutral ground with no pack flags or territorial markings. Just a massive circular stone structure that looked like it had been standing for centuries, open to the sky, with tiered stone seating rising up on all sides. It was full.

Ariana almost laughed. "Those visions nearly gave me an emotional breakdown." "Still better than being eaten." "Fair point." The ancient voice returned. "The Second Trial awaits." The wolf symbol flashed. "The heirs must face strength." The door slowly opened. Darkness stretched beyond the entrance. Then silver flames ignited one by one. Revealing a massive arena. Ariana blinked. "What is that?" The arena was enormous. Ancient stone walls rose high above them. Silver symbols covered every surface. At the center stood a circular battlefield.