Warrior Of God Name Mga Nobela at Kwento

Not only that, but they have a core member who's a general on duty in the war zone. "That general is very powerful. I heard he's at the level of God of War. A God of War!" To an average person, a top fighter of military king caliber was already very rare, much less one at the level of God of War. Liam frowned a little and asked, "God of War?" He was a little surprised. He did not expect that there would be a God of War in the Yacano family. "Yes. A masterful fighter of the caliber of a God of War. Scared now, aren't you?"

by Ethan Choi His name is Thorran Savage although he preferred to be called by one syllable nickname “Thor”. Yes, just like the God of Thunder, he’s our god. We call him our god because we had no other choice. Thor is the strongest of the strongest hence there is no comparable word other than god.

“What?” “Yes. My pack’s name was Mystic Warriors. And when I say my pack, I mean my pack,” I said. “I lied when I said I was a warrior for the Alpha. The truth is, I am an Alpha. I am the daughter of Alpha Kaster of Mystic Warriors. And the alpha who died in my arms…he was my brother, Alpha Ivan. Yes my pack was attacked and destroyed, that wasn’t a lie. And yes it was attacked by an Alpha named Killian but there’s more.”

That was also the day I met my companion and my wolf Jada. “She’s gone, Lauren.” Jada said and then added, “She’s so incomparably beautiful. Beautiful as always, just like you." I rolled my eyes at her for comparing me to the Goddess. I am Bianca Lauren Blaze, the only child of Alex Blaze, the former Alpha king. But my new pack members know me as Lauren Hackman. My life has always been a series of battles, but these battles have made me stronger. So yes, I am a warrior in my pack.

Yagami then said, "your first war was a success, you are now a free woman and no longer bound by the chains of the dungeon, word would spread." Alex then came closer and asked, "what would you want your warrior and adventure name to be, say it now and let your name spread!" Almost all great warriors had their warrior name, it was usually given after the first war and become more established as the warrior keeps on fighting. We had the likes of, 'Darius the demon, Yagami the Light, and Gord the butcher! Lycan Flare and so on. I looked up and said, "I shall be known as Angelina: Angel of light," the whole crowd shouted, 'Angel of light!" That was my new title, while some called me flaring Ange

“Because from this day forward, they’ll see you as what you are.” “What’s that?” “My Luna. Their Luna.” I hesitated, then smiled against his shirt. “Then you better start preparing them. Because I’m not exactly the soft, smiling kind of leader.” He pulled back just enough to tilt my chin up. “Good. Because I didn’t fall in love with soft and smiling. I fell in love with a warrior.” “A blind warrior.” “A warrior who sees more than anyone else.” I bit my lip. “You’re going to make me cry.”

" The thunderous roar drained the color from the faces of Velda and every Mercer Group employee present. She tried to step forward and explain, but I raised my hand and cut her off. "Save it. You lost the right to speak to us the moment you let Jude dig up my parents' graves." Gunthar walked up to me and swept the red cloth off the plaque, revealing the bold, gliding words dancing across the wood. "Sword of the nation, guardian of the people." "Company, attention! Render salute to the First-Class Meritorious Hero of Talon Unit, Callan Wright!"

Paxton said, grinning as he offered a glass of wine. Antony Hoffman’s expression darkened into a more serious look. “Have you heard of the genius from Guinevere, Brooks?” “Oh yea?” came the inviting reply. Despite the casualness in his posture, he emanated an air of majestic power that applied a glamor of intimidation and strength. His very appearance invoked the image of a mountain—immovable and unscalable. Paxton Brooks had another moniker other than Ares—a name belonged to the God of War. He was also sometimes referred to as Rheasia’s Stormkiller.

Brodi huffed out a breath, shocked at his own ineptitude in getting a simple point across. He glanced back up at her and saw a glimmer of humor in her green eyes. She was laughing at him. At him! He sat up a little straighter not sure how to react. The Alpha in him wanted to be insulted and act accordingly, but making his mate happy, even at his own expense, gave him a warm feeling in his middle. He wasn't used to all these conflicting emotions. He cleared his throat before starting to speak again. "Yes, well…" "You know your name is old Norse, yes?" Kelda interrupted. "Fenrir. A son of the god, Loki. It's a very powerful name. A very powerful wolf."

"Y o u... s a i d... y o u... a r e... m o s t... p o w e r f u l... w o l f... i n... t h i s... w o r l d." Giselle knitted her brows looking at the big wolf who was embarrassed right now. " I ... t h o u g h t... s o... t o o." He admitted but did know know the person was the one who was known as the god of even war gods.