Verus Gladiator Novels & Stories

Rayman swallowed hard as he watched Verin. Verin's golden eyes blazed, his teeth growing canines. His fingernails elongated and the corner of his lips poured out blood but he didn't show a bit of weakness. He was hot, so hot that even Rayman felt the heat reached him as well. "You shouldn't have dragged her into this" Verin roared at him. Rayman tried to keep calm. Though, his heart escalated widely. Verin leapt and landed on the handles of the balcony that were linked with the strong pillars, just in front of Rayman.

Veronica leaned closer to Haider, her voice barely audible as she whispered into his ear, "Why did you invite me here, Haider? What is your game, especially now that Ameera knows the truth?" Haider's eyes narrowed, a deadly glare emanating from his intense gaze. He had never allowed anyone to question his motives or actions before, and Veronica's audacity in challenging him infuriated him. In that moment, his glare carried a deadly intensity that silenced Veronica, leaving her bewildered and uncertain.

The beast growled and leapt towards him, using its legs as a spring to reach him faster, Vergil merely stepped to the side and neatly dodged this cannonball of flesh and violence as it collided with a nearby wall. “Okay, so maybe not that fun. Very undisciplined fighters.” Vergil commented as he looked at the cloud of dust that his enemy had kicked up after crashing into the wall. But as he finished his sentence, he felt its fist collide with his stomach, he had managed to raise his guard at the last second, using his sword to block but he was flung backward nonetheless.

I went out to Verin who I suspected must have been the one that walked in. "Verin!" I spread my hands wide and went to meet her, with my rock hard meat. "I'm so glad you could make it." She tried so hard to keep her gaze on my face. "Marita said you were wounded, I came as fast my feet could carry me." I hugged her, with my hard-on poking at her and I heard a silent moan escape from her lips. "Yes, the battle with the Zuzkies was intense." I was still speaking when Theodrin walked out the bathroom naked and I caught Verin looking lustfully at her. Maybe she's indeed a sub like Theodrin said.

Verania retorted, sending shudders down Ares's spine as he continued to gaze in astonishment. "If you're capable!" the man dared, his voice tinged with arrogance. Verania briefly shut her eyes, and upon reopening them, she emitted a bone-chilling laugh that sent shivers down the spines of everyone present, including the man who had been threatening Ares. "I truly can," Verania replied icily, and in an instant, she moved with such swiftness to kick the man's legs that he crashed to the ground with a resounding thud, as did Ares, who quickly reached for his cane within reach.

' His eyes narrowed into a slit, his resolve hardening. ‘Like this disgraceful bunch!’ “Who is your master, you faithless dogs!” he roared, a battle-cry against his dishonorable former comrades. He swung his gladius. It flashed like a glittering serpent in the air, fangs bared. Ready to devour any opponent that came close. ‘I would rather die than let any harm befall my true master!’ he chanted inside his head. CLANG CLANG Lucius sidestepped his enemy's awkward blow, his gladius a blur as it disarmed his attackers before they even realized their greatest mistake.

The sentinels exchanged glances, unsure of how to respond. Just then, a figure emerged from the shadows behind the sentinels. It was Aradmus, the vampire lord, who had sensed the intrusion. His piercing gaze locked onto Veronica, and a sly grin spread across his face. "Well, well, what do we have here?" he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "A brave werewolf is trespassing in my domain. How delightful." Veronica knew she had to choose her words carefully. "I have no quarrel with you," she replied, her voice unwavering. "I am here for my husband, and I won't leave without him."

Her father was holding the crown that Veronica will wear. The two of then reached the top and Lilith had to let go Veronica and let her walk on her own. Veronica then sat on the new throne made out of black diamond. The supreme dark-priest stood by her side and took the crown from Hikaris who has a wide smile on his lips. “Will you, Veronica Lorraine Glaiza Elizabeth Vane, take this crown of glory, and wield it with valor and might, through all the days of your reign?” The supreme dark-priest asked.

asked Lucas. 'Oh no, far from it, Lucas Colton King. A robot is basically a computer created to mimic human intelligence. I am more of a software integrated with a wide knowledge base and can interact even without having a command.' The woman/ interactive consciousness noticed that the two were still not quite getting what she was saying. 'You can ask me anything,' was what the AI finally resulted into saying. "Oh, so that's how you know our names," added Lucas. 'Of course. Lucas Colton King—son of Lincoln and Kerry King , born April third, year twenty-eleven.'

The small, dank room reeks of mildew and my own blood, the metallic tang heavy in the air. I’m bloodied, beaten, but there’s no way I’m letting them see the pain. I keep my expression as neutral as I can manage, despite the throbbing in my head and the sharp stabs of pain shooting through my chest with every breath. I know this game—show weakness and they’ll exploit it. Lucan has been in and out, watching with that snake-like grin as his goons work me over. His taunts are pathetic, trying to worm their way into my mind, speaking of Verena as if he ever had a claim over her.