Verus Gladiator Novels & Stories

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.

Jonathan said smiling and pointed the pistol from his side He points it at Akira and at the same time Akira asks Azrael for help as he cries in fear. "A-azrael help me I don't want to die please" "Don't worry because I won't let anything happen to you" Azrael replied “Don't touch him, Jonathan, I am your opponent, not him. He doesn't know anything about it! ” Azrael shouted and stood up as he struggled. Jonathan's men immediately stepped on Azrael and knocked him down. It started to strangle Azrael as well as it did to seraphine. Gradually, the two lost their breath when the window suddenly shattered at the same time as the man who was strangling Azrael fell.

He chuckles. It’s my turn to have a little fun, so taking a page out of my mother’s book, I grab the cactus and shove it down the rogue’s throat. He gags, splutters, and screams around the prickly little bastard before I rip it out, making sure to tear as much of his esophagus as possible. He screams in agony as the glochids, or the short little prickles, lodge in his throat. “What do you want with Juniper!?” I shout again.

During the year when I was in a vegetative state, they repeatedly had sex in my home right in front of me. "So Aurora is the one who should leave the marriage with nothing." The entire courtroom instantly exploded with noise. Even the judge widened his eyes in shock. The color drained from Aurora’s face. She clenched her teeth and stormed up to Elara. "Elara, do you even know what nonsense you’re saying? This is a courtroom. If you dare to slander Kieran and me like this, I’ll sue you for defamation!" Looking at Aurora’s polished appearance as she desperately tried to argue her way out, I couldn’t help but laugh.

It barely covered my thighs, and the fabric clung to my breasts, making my nipples poke through. Heads turned my way. Men in the stands pointed and whistled. I felt exposed, but a thrill ran through me. This was my chance for something wild. I scanned the arena. Three gladiators caught my eye. They had just won their fight and stood tall, covered in sweat and grime. The first one, Marcus, was bald and huge, over six feet with muscles like rocks. He held a net and trident, his eyes sharp and hungry. Next to him was Secundus, dark hair matted to his forehead, broad chest heaving as he gripped his sword. His arms were thick from years of battle.

That he wasn’t this way. That he wasn’t cursed to not be with a woman. Because…he wanted to be with her no matter how much he denied that. “The gladiators passed their introductory test. I’m hopeful we’ll smash the Summit,” he responded with a short smile, clenching his hands over the wooden rail of the veranda.

"You have to suffer first before I die." She was surrounded by Glenn's men like they were in a brawl. Veronica receives from Brandy that their back up will be in five minutes. But Glenn attacked her without using guns and she defended herself. He was damn strong. But only her speed could surpass him. He's too big and too muscular. He is surely strong but she learnt something from Sabrina. No matter how big the opponent is, they could put them down in swift motion.

He slid down, shifted back involuntarily, human again, bleeding from half a dozen deep wounds. Veron shifted too as he stood over him naked and blood-streaked. “You can’t win,” Veron said. “Not anymore.” Marcus pushed to his knees as blood dripped from his mouth. “Then kill me.” Veron smiled. “I will. But not yet. I want you to watch the Pack fall first.” Marcus surged up one last time, his claws extended as he aimed for Veron’s heart. Veron caught his wrist mid-strike and twisted his hand. His bone snapped and Marcus screamed. Veron drove a knee into his stomach as air exploded from his lungs. Marcus dropped.

All she could now see was the shaking arena, as her vision gradually faded. After doing the deed, the 2 team Microsoft gladiators finally turned their attention to their pursuing opponent and charged at him. The Great Defender lagged slightly behind, as he tried to avoid direct contact. Derek showed his resolve, as he executed his self-created technique again on seeing this. He was not deterred by his 2 opponents, he charged at them ferociously. The 2 gladiators reacted appropriately, but his Swords of Annihilation still ended up getting his team their first kill. The Great Defender finally died, making the fight even again.

Where is the little whore responsible for my son's death? ‘What did you call her?’ My father shouts angrily behind him. ‘You heard me! If that little useless, human whore of yours weren’t my son’s mate, he’d still be alive!’ I watch as my father shifts into his Lycan and holds Alpha Varan up by his throat. Alpha Varan grips my father’s wrists and tries to release his hands. His feet struggle to desperately touch the ground. Alpha Varan shifts into his wolf instead, and they fight. They knock over every vase and table along the corridor. Theo, Leo, Nathan and Alex struggle to separate them.