A Warrior's Heart Book Novels & Stories

She had come back a few months ago, after a small werewolf had freed her from the clutches of witches and rogues. He knew Hanna was traumatized, but she hid it, so he did everything to see her smile. That included throwing parties and treating her friends as if they were royal. One day, she will find her fated fireheart, and Boris hopes that her fireheart was a dragon in the clã, or that he will join the clã. He can't lose her. All dragons have an incomplete fire in their heart, but when they find their fated fireheart, that fire never goes out, and they love forever. They only love one dragon in all their long lives. Even after death, they won't be able to love another dragon.

I thought for a few minutes and then began. "Being a warrior is more than just exercising and running patrols and drills and how physically strong you are. It's about how strong your heart is and having the desire to protect those you love and care for with your very llife. Knowing that if it's asked of you, you would put your life on the line to protect others - sometimes those you've never event met because you believe, you know that you are helping to create a better, safer world. And that is exactly what these brave men and women did. They fought bravely giving us their everything so that we may flourish in a world that is that much safer. Honor them, honor their choice, honor their

My voice shimmered with hope, my heart fluttered with the thought of a future filled with love. Sunrise laughed, her voice was light and teasing, "Dreaming big, aren't we?" We all burst out laughing, our laughter echoed through the forest, Just as we were lost in our girlish fantasies, a patrol of Warriors emerged from the shadows of the forest. At the front was Stone-heart, a young wolf whose arrogance matched his strength, his stoic, handsome face carved with responsibility far beyond his years. He was just 22. He signaled his men to move forward, his gaze fixed steadfastly on me. I felt my heart skip a beat.

Cladded in expensive things from head to toe but he had a rusty unkind heart. _______________

The sword began to tingle in his grip as Rhychard blocked another swing. He could hear the words the other Warriors were chanting and soon the words began to make sense to him even though he couldn't make them out. He focused on Mephalus, but he repeated the same chant as the others, reaching with everything Kree taught him into the sword. He felt the other Warriors, felt their lifelines. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a tall, thin elf with long blond hair look at him, a smile on his face. Then he nodded at Rhychard and melted into the air, his life force flowing toward Rhychard and entering the sword once again. The blade pulsed with the added energy and Rhychard felt it grow more soli

I ask, though my mind is reeling from all the new information he’s just given me. “The A****n’s.” He confirms with a nod. “A group of extremely strong, fierce women warriors. For a while, they died out. It was harder for them to exist, without their Queen, who was killed in a battle. But some of them clung on, and eventually, they connected with you. From what I understand, you were fascinated with their leader at the time, leading to a partnership. Her name was Katherine, and she displayed great strength and a yearning for power. She was one of your biggest worshipers, fascinated with magic and the power it could bring. She passed, eventually, and there have been many leaders since then. Th

It was right in the middle of the passage and from where he stood, he could see the entire arena at one glance. The Commander's room had the splendid glance of the entire ground and with just one look through the window, anybody could see what was happening outside. Laurier took one glance at the arena before he proceeded to knock at the door. While he waited for his orders to enter, he noticed a group of soldiers running down the steps with enthusiasm. Their faces were filled with emotions he was too familiar with. There was fear, zest and excitement in them and it was all because of one reason. They were thrilled to put their skills into practice in the war that would start any day from no

I always did my best to avoid them but it was simply impossible. "Hey, you, what is it that you're holding?" One of them quickly approached me as soon as he sighted me from the gate. He dashed towards me, three other warriors with him, and grabbed the tiny book from my hand. If I didn't know better, I'd have thought they were going all out for one mighty man who had defied death in several battles. I didn't want to believe that they spent all that energy on a wimp like me. "Have you read this book?" He flipped through the pages and glared furiously at me.

This time, I didn't care if I hurt anyone or if I plucked out the hearts of these warriors, who ever laid a finger on Hailey would wish they weren't born! "Look! It's the vampire!" One of the warriors cried out in alarm as he alerted the guards. "Shoot him down!!!" It was pointless. They should have known. I was faster and more skilled than they ever will be! I whooshed past the bullets that came flying towards, stopping short at the warriors who wielded weapons. My anger was the last thing that grazed their petrified face as I dug my talons into their chest, ripping out their hearts.

Goddess! That was all I could think of while watching her face. “This is yours, I believe,” I said, holding it out for her. The shine in her eyes returned, and instead of acting scared or disgusted at seeing a rogue, she happily accepted the book and flipped through the pages to make sure they weren’t wet. “It didn’t hit the water,” I assured her, and she stopped focusing on her book. “It’s a book for warriors,” she spoke, giving me a mini heart attack with how peaceful and calm her voice was.