Unicorn Wars Azulin Mga Nobela at Kwento

The Arzona Capital had produced 5 King Rank Archers. "Yes he had always been the top of his league, but his talent was wasted." Alkhun looked at CYan with his continued bowing. "What do you mean?" "It's because of his brother. You see, my older son was 'Tyrone Azure'" Alkhun was stunned by these words. Tyrone Azure was the most famous and said the most talented Archer in the East Continent. He was a young genius that became a King Rank archer at a young age. He was the foundation of this city all these years and who is the one that held that reputation.

I punched the wall in annoyance and just then Aaron stepped out of his hiding place with a smile. “The faster you start this the better it would be for you…I just had a vision and need to warn you, Amelia Inner wolf is going to expose everything that happened with Ashina.” He said and I could feel my throat tighten in fear…he couldn’t possibly mean what he had just said. I turned to him and moved closer to him in a way he could hear the words I was just about to whisper. “How did you get to know about Ashina?” I asked him in a silent voice so as to not let even the guards hear us.

I felt goosebumps all over, wondering who the fuck in this town isn't in on this. "Hey Luna," Cole greeted. "Stop, I'm the Luna now," Alina quickly corrected Cole. To think Agnar surrounded himself with enemies and kicked out the only ally he had in that fucking pack. "Don't be too shocked, Darling; I never meant to take my revenge on you and Hayden so quickly until he destroyed that which was mine, just to please you," Zack said angrily. "What?" I asked confusedly at the whole drama. He didn't give any response but smiled mischievously.

He had never used his techniques with anyone, so this was his first time, and they were sure getting a taste of their own medicine. Hearing Raya’s scream had him conclude what he had to before charging in the direction of panic clinging on to him. He burst through the doors, which happened to be the ones Raya’s uncle and Darius, with a few guards, were in. “Welcome Axel,” Raya’s uncle states with a smirk Dangling on his lips. Axel paused roaming his stare around for her figure but she was nowhere to be found. Fuck!

Orion I’m pacing in Arkyn’s war room, trying to shake off the conversation I just had with Zane. The witches have tied him up in more ways than one, and we can’t afford to lose any more ground. Arkyn stands near the window, his broad shoulders tense as he watches me. His silence speaks volumes, but I know he’s waiting for me to give him the full rundown on what the witch said. I stop pacing, turning to face him. “Zane’s got a failsafe on him—a magical lock, I guess you’d call it. He can’t talk about the witches’ final plans unless he’s speaking directly to them.”

[Aysel] “Good news. Azriel has very few traces of poison left in his system and this means his wolf will make a re-entry soon,” Valerie informs me over the phone the next morning. Azriel still rests while I pace around the living room as I speak to Valerie. “Any complication you feel might occur?” I ask.

The first wave of attack came like lightning. Azul, the warrior mercenary that Evals Redart often employed, was incredibly strong. However, his true ability lay in his speed. And so… ~WHOOSH!~ In an instant, he closed the distance between himself and his target, before the latter could even notice. He pulled out a sword from its scabbard, and the blade glowed blue, revealing the Mana that was locked within. Azul’s sword was enchanted—and that pretty much applied to the rest of his armor.

M. Wind howled like a grieving god. Below: the bunker. Built beneath the ruins of an old shepherd’s fortress. Camouflaged. Drenched in signal dampers. Powered by solar rotors and paranoia. Aria arrived with seven. Not an army. A crucifix. Vika, silent as a knife. Roji, with his drone swarm. Inez, loaded with magnesium grenades. Two twin snipers from Istanbul—code-named Ash and Echo (not the boy). A hacker known only as Juno, blacklisted in fifteen languages.

I wheezed. He squeezed harder and for a moment, black dots danced in my eyes. My claws twitched, ready to lash out but even I wasn’t stupid enough to attack a Redmoon warrior. These men weren’t normal wolves. They were the violent and dreaded lycans. They were killers raised on war. He finally dropped me like I weighed nothing and I fell to my knees, gasping and rubbing my sore neck. Another warrior snorted. “Should chain her somewhere. She talks too much.”

The Icarus Wing The revelation in Mavric’s study had left a cold stone in Liora’s chest. She felt like a bird that had just discovered its "savior" was also the one who built the cage. But she didn't confront him further that night. She needed a weapon. And in her world, the only weapon that mattered was the Azure Guardian project. For the next seventy-two hours, Liora locked herself in the Azure Forge. She didn't want the Thorne Group’s engineers.