Novel & Cerita Your Fight Is Over The 100

“No. When he came, I fought back. I’m never supposed to fight back, but I couldn’t take that kind of punishment. I hit him in the head with a bottle. There was so much blood, I was sure I killed him. So I ran.” “And that’s when Laurence found you,” Levi stated. “I’m sorry I asked—” “It’s okay, really,” Doriane stated confidently and wiped the path her tear had left. “I’m learning that’s not normal.” “Absolutely not. Don’t ever think it is.” Levi didn’t mean to snap his words, but when they came out like that, he couldn’t take them back. Doriane flinched from his words and froze as if trying to understand what he was doing.

We slipped in and went to the changing room, beginning our warm up routine begins. “So you’re going to fight tonight?” Levy nodded at my question while stretching his legs. “Right after you win,” I smiled at his words; so positive. Comfortable silence engulfed us as we continued stretching until Lev decided that I needed one last reminder on my fight tonight. “Pix, remember that tonight’s fight will be more brutal and relentless than your previous fights so you really need to give it your all out there.” I nodded at his words. How could I forget, the last fight I had during this competition forced me into messing up a man’s healing leg which resulted in an angered big brother bear.

Maybe I'll let you live for some time and I'll keep giving you updates about her and how she now loves me. Me: you're bringing up a fight aren't you? Daniel : no I'm not bringing up a fight. This fight has been in existence. It's just that this is the final round and you're the helpless one here. This round declares me the winner and you the goddamned loser He turned and left jamming the door behind him. I breathed in as I felt my heart beat increasing abnormally. Even if Daniel and his accomplices don't kill me, I might still die out of heart attack

“Everyone here should hear the rules too.” Kennedy nods, “There will be no weapons. This must be a clean battle. You can only fight in one form. You cannot switch forms midway through the fight. Your opponent must either kill you or force you to yield your defeat. Once the fight is complete, the winner will be announced. If the losing challenger attempts to fight or harm the winner after the fight has been called, the loser will be killed on the spot. Do you accept the terms?” Jasper puffs his chest again. “I do.”

Unfortunately, before I could even take two steps, someone grabbed my arm and yanked me back. Zachary. What the hell. Not today… please not today. “So now you’re pretending I don’t exist?” he said with a mocking smile. “Why? Regretting the day you decided to mess with me?” “I’m not in the mood to fight today,” I answered tiredly. “Can we continue this tomorrow?” My vision was already starting to blur. “You mean you can’t handle me,” Zachary scoffed arrogantly. “You started this little game, and now you’re backing out?”

"Call the cops! That kid isn't safe with her!" I didn't react. "Draw blood." Wesley slapped me across the face. "You're hopeless!" My cheek swelled on the spot. I tasted blood at the corner of my mouth. I covered my face, eyes cold. He froze for a second, panic flashing in his eyes. Then he glanced at the phone screen. The panic faded—replaced by something like satisfaction. The livestream lit up with cheers. "Well done!" "She had it coming!" I snatched the syringe from Sasha and drew Lily's blood myself.

Fine. I was welcoming the fight.

And at times when you're too weak, I'll be your strength. We're a team. You need not to face a storm alone cause I'll always be with you. I love you with extreme certainty, Maze Johnson-Thornton. We still have one wedding left. But for now, I want you to take my hand and begin again. Let's love each other, all over again." THE END

"Haha, this guy won't win. You all are wasting your time." He went for Kade's side but his blow was effortlessly blocked. This time, instead of playing defence, Kayden went for the attack. His movement was so light and agile that it made people not able to see him. In an instant, Mason was on the ground once again. The fight went on for 20 minutes more when Major Miller stepped forward and raised his hand. "The fight is over. Kayden, you won." Being a soldier, Major wanted to see them fighting to the death, but he had to stop this fight or else his daughter might never talk to him.

I dropped them onto the ground without hesitation. His eyes flickered with hurt, but he said nothing. Maybe now, he finally understood—there was nothing left for him in my heart. I turned away, leaving him with nothing but my indifference. Unsurprisingly, Ocko and I won the competition's grand prize. The others cheered, urging us to treat everyone to dinner in celebration. We agreed and brought the whole group to a well-known restaurant. When Ocko and I went to settle the bill, the waiter smiled and said, "It's already been paid."