Novels by Nini

***The streets of Kora trembled with anticipation. Crowds had lined both sides of the wide, cleared road by the city gates. Men, women, and children, all gathered to witness the return of their warriors. Will they come back victorious? Or will their bodies and remains be sent back home? They could only wait to find out. Then, a deep rumble echoed through the city. The first army truck rolled into view. A wave of silence passed over the crowd for a split second, as if they held their breath—then an eruption of cheers shook the air. “They did it! They won!” “Whoa! We won!”“The great warriors of Kora have returned!” People clapped and waved the banners of their country high, their voices blending into a triumphant roar. “Oh my god! I can’t believe we actually did it!” Some wept, overwhelmed by relief. If they had lost the battle, Ashton would have taken over the entire Kora. And by now, they’d have probably been getting ready to become slaves in their own land. Others

Then Richard grabbed the sword from its sharp blade, its sharpness tearing his flesh as blood trickled down the blade. Uh! The Ashton commander and warrior furrowed their brows, taken aback just for a second. But that second was all Richard needed. Before they knew it, Richard pulled the sword out of his flesh and sliced both their throats with just one swift, precise and deadly motion on one foot.The next second, his wounds healed completely as if nothing had happened. Before their blood could even stain the dirt, his wounds had sealed before their very widened eyes. His flesh knitted itself together as if untouched, as if the injury had never happened.Across the battlefield, Delilah stood frozen, her breath caught in her throat. She had happened to see everything play out.She had seen the impossible.Her heart pounded, as her eyes widened. What... did I just witness?She gasped, her grip tightened around her sword as disbelief swirled in her eyes. "This..." she whispered, her

Another Ashton warrior sneered as he dodged a desperate strike from a Kora fighter. “Pathetic. Do you even know how to wield a sword, or did they just hand you one and hope for the best?” He asked, making the others around him burst into laughter. “They weak as fuck!”“Haha. I expected more, can’t lie.”A Kora soldier gritted his teeth in pain, panting as he barely blocked an incoming strike. “You talk too much,” he spat, forcing himself to his feet. The Ashton warrior smirked, effortlessly pushing him back. “And you fight too little.” Without wasting time, he sent the Kora soldier crashing to the ground, the tip of his blade pressing against his throat. “Run. If you want to live.” But the Kora soldier refused to move. He knew this was the end for him as he had no ounce of strength left in him. He spat “I’d rather die than flee.” “Suit yourself,” the Ashton warrior said, raising his sword— —only to be met with a deadly slash from Richard, who appeared in a flash, his blade

Two weeks later, the warriors of Kora took the sacred journey to The Vale of Blades. Would this be a journey of no return for them? They could only strive to find out.Dawn after dawn, dusk after dusk, they had trained relentlessly alongside the forces of their three powerful allies. Sweat and blood mixed with the earth beneath their feet as they sharpened their skills, their minds and resolve. Every morning had begun with the clash of swords; every night had ended with aching muscles and bruises, yet not once had they faltered. Richard was more than ready for this. His warriors were just as ready to put their lives on the line for their nation. They had toiled under the weight of expectation, under the pressure of the war to come. Now, the time had arrived. Today, they would fight until their last drop of blood was shed and until they drew their final breath.They arrived at the large battle field and were now standing in place; the warriors of Kora to the right and the warrior

“In the light of that, I have three special guests here to meet you all,” he said with a bright smile. Everyone began to look around for the guests. And just then, the steel door opened and three foreign commanders walked in. They were dressed like commanders but in different uniforms. Everyone turned to look at the three figures who had just entered. Their uniforms were foreign and their faces were unfamiliar. A murmur of confusion rippled through the ranks. Who were they?Had Richard brought in commanders to train them? If so, what was the point? Training was important, but they didn’t have the luxury of time. They thought. There was no drill, no technique, no strategy they could master in the little time left that would make a real difference against Ashton’s overwhelming forces. They turned their confused glances back to Richard, but he remained calm, his expression unreadable. When the commanders reached before Richard, they bowed deeply in reverence. Richard returned

She bit her lips lightly as her head fell. Richard turned his attention back to the rest of the warriors. “Today marks the beginning of a new era. The weak will be forged into steel. The strong will become legends…”He paused for a moment. Then, his voice rang with finality as he raised his hands slightly to his sides. “Now, warriors of the Sect, swear your allegiance.”For a moment, there was only silence. Then, as if the very walls of the hall could feel the shift in power, every warrior moved as one. “We swear our allegiance!”Their voices thundered in unison, shaking the foundation of the building. Boots slammed against the floor as they reinforced their salute, their fists striking their chests in a display of unwavering loyalty.“To our Supreme Commander. To the Blood Moon!”Richard stood tall, nodding as satisfaction overwhelmed him while he took in the sight before him. Hundreds of warriors, their faces filled with conviction, their loyalty sealed in those words. As tradi

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Elizabeth’s anger boiled as she approached Dario too with calculated steps. Watching her soldiers fall one by one, crushed by the Persian Empire’s forces twisted her guts and she couldn’t stop thinking about it as she stared at Dario. ‘I’m going to kill you today!’ she thought to herself with fierce determination. She had made up her mind as her helicopter descended that either her or Dario would die today. And she was certain that she was not going to be the one.Dario on the other hand wondered who Elizabeth thought she was to land uninvited in his empire. The audacity was as outrageous as it was infuriating.‘Unwise audacity has always been her thing. When I’m done with her, she would wish she didn’t make this choice,’ Dario said to himself. Their gaze remained fixed on each other and time seemed slow. Suddenly, Elizabeth reached out to her gun and started shooting at Dario. The gunshots rang out across the premises, echoing in the ears of everyone around. But as the bullets s

At the eastern border of the empire, the loud sounds from gunshots and clash of swords and shields filled the air. The soldiers from the Beth empire came ready and rained an attack on the Persian empire. But to their surprise, they weren’t as ready as the soldiers of the Persian empire. Elizabeth and her ally kingdoms had decided to rain an apocalyptic attack on Persian and had been planning this very attack for months. But unfortunately for Elizabeth, her trusted ally kingdoms opted out and failed her on the supposed day of the attack; today. They recognized Dario’s strength and power and knew that they wouldn’t dare!But despite being betrayed by her allies, Elizabeth was adamant on going on with the attack with her own men. A few of her allies tried to talk her out of it but they failed as she was determined to attack Persian without a heads up or a warning. “Y’all are so obsessed with us,” a Persian soldier sneered at one of Beth’s soldiers, looking down at his lifeless body

Dario let his gaze wander around the throne room, taking in the majesty that surrounded him. Every single thing around was a testament to his journey.He closed his eyes and leaned back against the throne, allowing his mind to drift and be filled with the memories of his past. The thoughts of days when he had nothing, when survival was a daily struggle, and he and Maria had to scavenge abandoned leftovers on the street. Those days, when they returned to their home on the street after going out to scavenge for food, Maria would ask, “what did you find?”And Dario would also ask, “Were you able to get plenty?”The bitter cold nights coupled with the gnawing hunger and the hopelessness that often threatened to consume him. But he also remembered the moment things got a little bit better; when Sir Davis miraculously came around. It was still hard but it got better. Life was humiliating and filled with insults until everything suddenly turned around for good. From a ‘nobody’ one night,

SEVEN MONTHS LATER…The air of the mansion was thick with the scent of power and influence as the President and his associates discussed with Dario in the throne room.“Mr Dario,” the president continued, “again, thank you for seeing us on such short notice.” Dario returned a smile as bright as the President’s, nodding and said, “It’s always a pleasure, Mr President. Please, to what do I owe this pleasure?”The president glanced at his associates with relief evident on his face and answered, “I will just cut to the chase. We’re here today because over the past months, it has become clear what the people have chosen.”Dario took a second to try to understand what exactly the president meant and was driving at. “What the people have chosen?” he asked. “Yes, Mr Dario. And by this, I mean the people in the entire country.”“Okay,” Dario answered, dragging his word and waiting for the president to continue talking.“The truth is that, I have always admired you since the presidential cont

Blake’s mouth went dry instantly as his eyes shot at Dario. He could hear his heart pounding so hard in his ears. “Y… your… your Ma-“ With Dario’s eyes still locked with Blake’s, he added, “Thank you for everything. You know what I mean by everything.” After his statement, he smiled and chuckled at Blake. “You… your majesty,” he stammered and swiftly cleaned the sweat on his forehead with his sweaty palms. “I- I don’t know what you’re talking about, Your Majesty,” he lied, his voice shaking. “Oh, really?” Dario asked, his brows slightly stretched upward. He then looked down and said, “Oh, Blake-“ The next second, Dario raised his head and glared intensely at Blake. His face was now tense and focused, conveying anger and intense annoyance. “There is no need to lie. And trust me, I’m not going to accommodate your lies one more time,” he added, his jaw clenched tight, making the muscles of his face look more pronounced. “You!” Dario shouted and placed the tip of his pocke