Novel & Cerita Watching Death Battle Fanfiction

“You couldn't kill her swiftly before; you didn't kill her quickly for a reason. Don't know what kind of sick spell you were casting before, but killing my mate now won't save your life, witch.” Bitter laughter escaped her. “At least you'll watch your love die as I was forced to watch mine, killed by your hands!” I pressed harder on the shield, feeling it break. “The war takes lives. People die,” I stated coldly, my eyes on the witch. Her hand trembled as she snarled, “You should have died, not him!”

I already knew, since they considered me an enemy of the crown, there is only one punishment fitting but I wanted to hear the word. Freya fidgeted with her fingers, “Death.” ‘OH, HELL NO! Not today, Discord! Not today!’ I growled with Ember as she pushed forward from behind my eyes in anger. ‘We just died! I am not dying again! That shit sucked big hairy yeti balls.’ “They are meeting right now…” More tears leaked from Freya’s eyes.

in the most beautiful writing she had ever seen. Diego left the class immediately after it ended, his head was banging with an ache from all the long talks. All along, he managed to keep his eyes off Kyra but now he just needed a break from these many odd-looking people, it was making him sick. He walked down the empty hallway, gathering his thoughts in every way possible and rearranging his next move on the prey he had sought for so many years. "Demon Alpha!" He paused abruptly, his face holding a stiff expression as he turned to see who had uttered those words.

“The fight between Lucas and the Chosen One will happen on the next full moon.” The words hit hard. Too soon. She clenched her fingers at her side. “But that wasn’t the worst part.” My father’s jaw tightened. “Go on.” “In the vision… I saw our pack,” she said. “So many of them.” Her voice wavered for the first time. “Dead. Their bodies scattered across the ground. Blood soaked into the earth we swore to protect.” She lifted her gaze straight to me this time. “The end of the fight between Bryain and Lucas is still hidden from me,” she admitted. “I cannot see who wins. The future fractures at that point.”

Roshan's expression turned calculating before morphing into a feral grin. "If we fight, it has to be to the death. Winner takes all. Do you agree?" he said, his eyes glinting with a deadly intensity. I hesitated for a moment, weighing my options. "Alright, then. To the death it is," I agreed, and Roshan's smile grew wider, more menacing. My beta, David, grasped my arm, his voice low and urgent. "Brian, what the hell are you doing? Agreeing to a death battle with him?" He looked frantic, his eyes wide with worry. "What other choice do I have?" I asked, my jaw set.

‎One wrong move and your head might be gifting space in all it's bloodied glory while you watch in high spirits. ‎However, it all added to my plan. I wasn't bought on the lie that my parents were different from how I remembered them to be. They must've killed them for nothing and decided to paint a picture to the public. I was going to get them back for it. Using the leader of Veil, I will hunt down everyone involved in their deaths. Then I'll kill Kiean and his brothers. If I play along, no one would suspect a thing. Death picked the wrong test subject to mess with.

"Zeeb, we can't let them tear us apart. Our love is stronger than their deceit. Together, we will prevail!" Zeeb's eyes met Fleur's, his voice filled with unwavering resolve. "You're right, Fleur. Love will triumph over darkness. We will unite our clans and end this cycle of hatred. Our love will be the catalyst for change." As their words hung in the air, the battle reached its climax. The creature, wounded and enraged, unleashed its final assault. Fleur and Zeeb stood firm, their hearts aflame with love and defiance. The outcome of this battle would determine not only their fate but the fate of all those they held dear.

If it ever did, he would dismiss it as a mere gossip. Marcus continued staring through the windows as the greenery rushed past them, while he turned back inwardly to something that was troubling his soul. His mind told him he had made a mistake. His ego told him that what he did was right. It was not every day that one got to deal with a witch, even if it was a little boy. That wouldn’t have been a problem if he had not nearly choked because the boy, Jason was looking at him. Dean had died soon after. Problem was he didn’t know how powerful the boy was.

"If so, please sign. The funeral home is waiting to carry out the cremation." Mom didn't take the document. Her gaze swept around the entire room. After a long moment, she suddenly forced an ugly smile that looked grotesque. "This must be a lie! To think the police are colluding with Flora to put on a show. Is this fun for you? The makeup looks pretty real. But if you think you can fool me, you're far from it!" As she spoke, she reached out to tug at my already cold body on the bed. "Flora, stop putting on this pathetic act in front of me. Do you think pretending to be dead will work? Let me tell you—"

"Tell me, how many of those Alphas actually died in battle, and how many just... Killed and called it an accident?You are not a loyal combat wolf!” His fist hit my face, I fall to the ground, but I laugh even as my cheeks sting me. "You bastard! That is why I hated your father!” Darren roars, coming towards me. "I watched my Alphas die in my arms! I held them as they bled out during the wars! I was always the last face they see before they die! While you – you're nothing but a spoiled pup that bribed his way to his post!” Darren is raging and punching everything around him