Voltron Gladiator Novels & Stories

He didn't throw a punch; he simply drove his open palm forward, unleashing the residual kinetic pressure stored in the relic's lattice. The resulting shockwave didn't just warp the air—it shattered the rain. A massive, concussive wall of invisible force slammed into the enforcer phalanx with the speed of a freight train. Riot shields splintered like cheap glass. Heavily armored soldiers were lifted completely off their feet, thrown backward into the concrete pillars and supply crates like discarded toys. The path to the VTOL was instantly cleared. "Move! Move! Move!" Torin roared, laying down a burst of suppressive fire into the catwalks above to keep any remaining snipers pinned down.

Dante roared. He lunged at the cryo-tank, his "Void-Titan" form exploding into a frenzy of red and violet fire. He slammed his fist against the "Diamond-Glass," a blow that should have leveled a skyscraper. The sound was a deafening, metallic CLANG that sent shockwaves through the polymer floor, but the glass didn't even chip. It shimmered with a pale, silver shield—the High Council’s ultimate protection.

I want him to see me as a strong woman who stands for herself. If you stand for yourself, then only you will stand for others. I held Carter's hand and started leaving. I wanted to say goodbye to Asthon but he was busy with the ceremony. As soon as I took a step, Brutus stopped me. "Hey, how dare you slap her? She is a Luna queen and you can't humiliate her this way. Apologise to her right now." He ordered, but I watched his face. Where was this look when he saw my son getting bullied?

I was oblivious to what my father said, and gave the crowd a small toothy smile and slight wave. “May this year’s Gladiators be presented to the Alpha!” The announcer called out and I shifted my gaze to the approaching Gladiator slaves. I had only ever seen Teal, so I was curious as to what the rest looked like; if they would be as big and strong as him. Four Gladiators approached our tent, walking swiftly as they crossed the arena to us. My skin heated up as the Wolf Gladiator next to Teal walked forward, my heart was fluttering and my breath was caught in a stutter. The closer he got the more my body trembled.

"Cranberry glitter glue. The holy grail of preschool warfare." An eyebrow twitched. Barely. But it was more reaction than she'd gotten yesterday. "I thought maybe we could do a little art therapy. Or just glue random objects to the scary wolves outside. Whatever works." No laugh. No smile. But the silence had shifted. The chair beside her scraped back. Not the angel. The other one. The always brooding demon of vengeance in black. Of course. He appeared like smoke—unannounced, uninvited, carrying gravity in his wake. He didn't speak at first. Just looked between them with a sharpness that felt like being dissected. His gaze dropped to the toast between them. Then to the glitter glue tube in h

Mina said looking at the four golden warriors who were flying above them protectively. “What have you done? You have ruined everything, if my daughter dies because of your stupidity I will rip you to shreds and feed you to the sharks.” Triton said as his powers surged and water came from out of nowhere lifting him into the air. His hieroglyphics glowed not just blue but also gold, his trident appeared in his hand along with a golden crown that formed on his head.

“I made you famous, I made you powerful, I made you rich and invincible and you aren’t even grateful enough to appreciate the times when we worked as a team.” “You made me a beast,” I said in grief. “Now, I’m just a villain in every wolf storybook. The anti-hero to every little wolf-child.” “Stop crying over spilt milk, Blade. There’s nothing you can do anymore, all the efforts you’ve made in the past three years turned out fruitless and when I eventually take control, I would make sure the world never forgets The Ripper.” “I’m sure you’re excited.” I said with a defeated voice.

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

Vane, who had apparently gotten bored of guarding the merchants, had joined them, firing from behind a statue of the First Merchant. "A little help here!" Vane yelled, ducking as a plasma bolt took the head off the statue. "They're getting close!" Drax’s golden walker stomped up the ramp. The ground shook with every step. "Viper!" Drax roared, scanning the area with his red optical sensors. "Come out and die like a Prince!" Tristan stood up from behind a marble planter. "You’re loud, Drax!" Tristan shouted, walking into the open. "Compensating for something?"