Novel & Cerita Victorious With Jade

What if he had taken her away to celebrate their victory, leaving me behind in the dust? I was about to give up hope when I caught sight of them in the distance, Athen holding Jade's hand and leading her towards the exit. They looked so happy, so content, so in love. It was then that I realized that this victory wasn't just about winning or losing, it was about finding the person that you loved, the person that made you happy, the person that made you feel alive. And I was clearly not the person who got loved and cared by Athen right now. It was Jade who still won it.

Before Marshawn could finish, a blade pierced through his chest from behind. Startled, he turned to see Jade. Jade laughed and shouted, "I've finally avenged my daughter! Die, Marshawn!" Slash! Slash! Slash! Jade laughed maniacally as she repeatedly stabbed Marshawn's body with the long knife that had severed Lord Fifth's dragon horn. Marshawn looked at Jade with surprise and confusion. Did the Exalted Immortal not say she had lost self-awareness? "I've waited decades for this day. The backlash of the formation should be starting now. Die!"

The three combatants weaved through the dark alleyways, their movements a dance of violence and skill. As the battle raged on, Lucius and Rey found themselves exchanging glances, silently communicating their strategy. They knew that defeating Jade would require a combined effort, utilizing their strengths in harmony. Lucius lunged forward, engaging Jade in close combat, his claws gleaming in the moonlight. Rey seized the opportunity, maneuvering swiftly to flank their opponent. With a surge of determination, she unleashed a powerful strike aimed at Jade's exposed side. But Jade was quick to react, evading the blow and countering with a blast of dark energy. Rey was sent flying backward, cras

Victor lay defeated, his armor shattered and his dark ambitions thwarted by the guardians of the artifacts As Victor lay defeated on the ground, the battlefield around us was eerily quiet. The remnants of his forces stood in shock, their resolve crumbling as they realized their leader had been vanquished. Maya, Lila, and I stood together, our breaths heavy with exertion yet filled with the relief of victory. "It's over, Victor," Maya's voice rang out, firm and unwavering. "Your quest for power ends here." Victor struggled to rise, his face contorted with rage and disbelief. "You... you cannot stop me," he spat, his voice hoarse. "The artifacts... they belong to me!"

~LEVANA~ ‘What do you mean I won? You took over so we could stay, didn’t you, and it’s not like I’m fighting you on that anymore.’ ‘Like I said, it doesn’t matter. Reign is letting us go.’ ‘What? Why?’ Jade asked with a surprise gasp. I frowned. ‘I’m surprised that you are shocked by the information; isn’t that what you wanted? You didn’t want to stay and he granted your wish.’

The flames from different directions met each other halfway, forming one great wall of Nirvana flames—the personification of the Gates of the Nine Heavens. And all of these were witnessed by the people who were using their communication tools. Some were completely clueless about what was happening around, but most of the observers knew that the revenge of the alliance had barely begun. They all witnessed how the very pregnant luna of the Blood Claws Pack cornered the enemies by letting themselves see freely that the alliance was coming for their lives. The Phoenix landed at the center of the Crescent Pack Territory. The wind attribute from the Kayorum Infigris made it easy for Diana to produ

I winced in pain, refusing to scream and trying to pry her off me but all to no avail. 'When did she get this strong?' I pondered as beads of sweat gathered on my fo rehead. I tried reaching out to my wolf for help when Lila jumped down from me and smashed my head against the wall, hard.

Victor collected back his hand from his sister and then stood up. "I'll see you at home. Excuse me." He left her. Jade watched until she couldn't see him anymore Then she went back to her father's grave where she bowed as a sign of respect. "I honestly wished there was a way I could fight for you, dad but I am helpless and life is going very bad for me right now. I am just trying to survive and I honestly wish things were different. I wish...I wish life didn't snatch you so easily and quickly from us. But I know the perpetrators will not go scot free."

“Let me help you.“ She wrapped a arm around my waist, while I threw mine across her shoulders. Gently, she helped me out of the bed, and we made our way towards the bathroom which was outside the tent. Every step was a struggle. Every painful gasp that slipped past my lips was a reminder of everything I had gone through. After what seems like eternity, we reached the bathroom. “Thank you, Elara,” I say. “Anytime,” she replied and made her way outside. I undressed and stepped into the warm herbal bath. I sat into the bathtub and only then did I feel relieved a little. My eyes landed on the bruises on my body. I remembered how hard I had begged those soldiers, while screaming 'my baby' but no

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."