Triwizard Champions Novels & Stories

The tournament was very famous and was loved by both hunters and the audience. The winner of the Thunder Beast Tournament was given a Thunder Beast's egg. He would also be granted the title of the Raging Thunder Champion. In the past, Akash has earned the title and Thunder beast egg. The most fascinating fact about the tournament was that there was no restriction and was open to everyone who was above root chakra and below the heart chakra stage.

I gave up the chance to take over my family's business and spent ten whole years acting as a sports agent for my swimmer boyfriend, Nate. I stayed by his side from his early days to his rise to fame. He promised he would propose to me the day he won the world championship gold. The night of his victory dinner, I eagerly put on a wedding dress. I even invited all our close friends and family to the venue so they could witness the moment together. But as he stood under the spotlight, he looked right past me and his gaze landed on his younger teammate, Lexi, who was smiling brightly and clapping for him nearby. A reporter pushed through the crowd with a microphone and asked on the spot if h

I was sitting next to Zephyr on right and Reese on left. “Not wasting any more of your time, I will present before you the first round of the werewolf world championship,” Jihun drew out a wand. Violet and blue lights flashed out of his wand and outlined the circular pattern on the floor, materializing into what looked like a huge dreamcatcher lying on the floor. Tentacle-like threads sprung out from the hoop of the dreamcatcher and wrapped around all of our ankles.

“This kid, Bran, has full of white cores and two red-“ “A single core of an A-class beast weighs over ten, red cores from B-class beasts, Sir Tera,” the mage interrupted. Sir Tera nodded in response, respecting the old man’s decision. He went back to his fellow knights and had a short discussion among them. Silence stayed in the arena as the people waited for the result. Finally, the grand knight walked to Arth, held his right hand, and raised it in the air. “We have a winner!” Tera announced. “Arth from Frostwood Village—is the champion of this year’s competition!”

On the other hand, Louis is sly and devious, fitted for the kind of work he does in the shadows. "How about my ability? I'm sure the Queen Regent had already told you about it. Do you think that Freida Modrow already. . knows it?" "That, I cannot tell. But I am sure, it won't be long until they find it out. After all, you're joining the tournament that will be witnessed by thousands of spectators." Now Tristan has gone uneasy. His sweat ran from his forehead down his chin and dripped down straight to his trembling hands. Sherfy noticed this but chose not to say anything. Same goes with Kiefer, who does not know how to comfort him at this rate, let alone approach him.

“Lucien made a deal with a witch named Cassandra. She promised him the Dema crown if he helped her gain access into your kingdom. H-he was convinced he would be king, and Damien would be his second in command.” Samael chuckles again, smiling down at them, “and how exactly did they plan on achieving this?” “They had help,” says the man in the middle, gulping nervously. “Names?” Samael drawls, seemingly bored by the conversation. I’m not sure what he expects to find out from them, I’m pretty sure Heidi and Harlow already told him all of this. “Viktor Whitewood, Xavier Crawley, Killian Bloodstone, and Isaac Merrill.”

His voice was soft, but there’s a tint of heaviness in it. Jai lowered his scarf and took off his hat. The boy’s eyes widened and sat up. “You’re…” Jai also took off his glasses and then he looked brightly at the boy, making the boy gasped softly. “Jai Waetford…” The woman’s attention was at him now, and she looked equally surprised. “J-Jai Waetford… T-The champion from the Wind Kingdom?” The boy stood up, nodding his head to the woman. “You… What are you doing here?”

“Wait. I can’t see them for the first time looking this way right?” “You don’t want them to know your sorcerer identity?” “They don’t know you’re a tribrid. And non-werewolf shifters can’t participate in that competition.” “You want to partake?” she asked in stupefaction. If he did, of course, their probability of winning would be even higher. But if asked to shift, all would know he’s an Alpha. “Don’t worry. I’ll not shift all throughout my battles. And when we win, I’ll let you be Alpha.”

Two amongst the seven main shifters help the wounded fighter out of the Warden court. He leans in and says to us, “Today’s champion is called Kace Morgant. A Dusk Fae shifter of House Veldor. Do well to remember the name.” Then, he walks to the centre of the room, calling everyone’s attention to him. I rove my gaze through the crowd because I smell something sweet. My brothers and I find the Holden girls seated on the bleachers with our eyes. The blonde-haired one already has a name tag spelling Warden. Her tag is blank like ours.

"Your first place winners with the most incredible and show-stopping routine of the night..." My heart sank like a stone as I slumped in my seat. There was no other possibility of who would be announced next besides Lucinda and Damien. "Trent Donovan and Ella Thompson!" ...Wait, what?! I froze, sure I must have misheard. But then I heard it again, louder and clearer. "Your champions are Trent and Ella!" This time, the words finally clicked into place in my brain. I whipped my head around to stare at Trent in disbelief, only to find him grinning wolfishly back at me.