Victories Greater Than Death Novels & Stories

She had done it for Theodora and for just like that she had been a victim of her product. “I don't pity you, you've killed more and made others crazy for no reason. Since they will be coming back soon, you will have to look after yourself from the moment you step out of here. You shall no longer be ours to worry and our problem, from then henceforth.'' Alex sighed standing up and dusting his pants. He felt lighter and was ready to face reality yet again. “Those who live by the sword shall die by the sword”

Despite facing thousands of enemies, Mason only said one thing… "He told them, 'Over my dead body!'" At that point, Cassian envisioned a powerful man's silhouette. Jasmine went on. "Those people vowed to kill you, so it was inevitable for a great battle to occur. That night, Jasperion's roads and walls were painted red. "With just a sword, Mason had slain 483 men on his own. No one could stop him. There he was, clad in white, looking as majestic as a conqueror of the world."

"As it fades, I see the truth - in plain sight, yet hidden all along. We are all children of blood and bone. All instruments of vengeance and virtue. This truth holds me close, rocking me like a child in a mother's arms. It binds me in its love as death swallows me in its grasp." - Tomi Adeyemi, Children of Blood and Bone * * * *

The feeling of victory was just too great, he knew he didn't stand a chance against the wolves if not for the fact that he was on a tornado and they were in their wolves. Furthermore, they didn't expect the mode of his attack as he was always changing his style of attack. Even at this, Conri felt the feeling of victory was just too sweet, it was a drug that no one would want to stop taking in their life. Once one tasted what victory was like, one would not want to stop taking it. Well, one couldn't continue having the taste of victory forever. One must also taste defeat. The defeat was bitter but it had more use than victory.

We had won, but it did not feel like triumph. How could it, when victory was measured in survival rather than celebration? Too many graves marked the courtyard where we had made our stand. Too much silence filled spaces that should have echoed with voices now forever stilled. The cost of defeating Aldric was written in the faces of those who remained hollow-eyed, weary, marked by losses that would never fully heal.

But even as I mourned, I knew that there was no time for sentiment, no room for remorse. With renewed determination, I rose to my feet, rallying my warriors to press onward, to drive back the darkness that threatened to consume us all. And though the battle raged on, victory was ours in the end, won through sacrifice, through courage, through the bonds of love that held us together in the face of unimaginable evil.

I silently prayed for a miracle to happen. "This is not the end." He smirked. "Tell your boss this; he might succeed in killing me, but he can never cover up his crimes forever. One day, his secrets will be out in the open and the public will see him for who he truly is. My death won't go in vain a—" Bang! Bang!!! Bang!!!

What was he really after that he didn't even care about his associates lives? Victory came not with a horn, but with the jubilant roar of Killian’s warriors. Their voices shook the night, blades lifted to the sky. To them, this was triumph. They had held their ground, outwitted their foes, stood unbroken where others had crumbled. They shouted Killian’s name, their joy raw and fierce. I watched from above, unseen, the hidden architect of their glory.

It flings away every single one of their enemies and, at the same time, instantly reduces them to ashes. Mrs. Lapuz’s eyes blink repeatedly and her mouth hangs open, all through the dimming of the screen and the blaring of the big letters “VICTORY” in front of their alliance emblem.

The price of victory had been high, but the realm was safe once more. As the dust settled, Elysia's allies approached, their expressions a mix of exhaustion and relief. They had stood together, facing insurmountable odds and emerging victorious. Their unity had been their greatest weapon, and in that moment, they knew that as long as they stood united, no darkness could ever truly overcome them.