A Warrior's Heart Cast Novels & Stories

His claws extend, piercing into his palms, and his canines elongate. Art tries running past Victor, but is immediately tackled. Art is confused by the rage he feels rolling off of Victor. Pain radiates across the left side of his face when Victor's fist makes contact with it. He catches his fist before it connects with his fist again, and they roll on the ground. Leonard rushes out of the pack house and is shocked to see Victor attacking Art. His heart calms just a little. He thought they were under attack by Aldrich. Warriors flood out of the pack house, the treeline, and from every direction, all racing toward Leonard. Leonard groans when he realizes he's summoned their entire army for a f

WUSH! The warrior appeared from behind the fire fountain with a dramatic appearance, he was wearing a helmet that partially covered his face, but his eyes and lips were still visible. This NPC warrior was wearing silver armor, complete with a long sword and a blue colored shield, both of which were rare weapons and protections. "Rare level weapon! Hmm just as I thought!" Li Wei rejoiced when he saw the warrior's appearance. His hands began to move to form a seal, while he began to cast attack spells - those long spells.

The final battle was upon us, and there was no turning back. I turned to Alaric one last time, my heart racing in my chest, and nodded. “Let’s do this.” He squeezed my hand once more, then led the way back to the heart of the camp, where the rest of our warriors were waiting. The fire crackled in the center, its light casting long shadows across the ground as the warriors assembled, their faces set with determination, but there was a flicker of something else in their eyes, something I couldn’t quite place.

I flick my watch away from him for a second to disentangle myself from the chakra his eyes came with. “‘I know you are a primordial werewolf and you feel you might or are capable of taking on the heart eater but trust me on this, you can’t. I have been in battle with him before and…. It was hell. It was barely a narrow and that happened just because Warlock came to my aid or I would have been history now.” He flings his right left forward and comes an inch closer. I look at his feet and climb slowly back to his face. There is this irritation that cairns with listening to him talk and at the same time, it is soothing. Very weird. As much as I know that we need a solution very urgently, settin

Torin's voice boomed through the clearing as several warriors rushed to grab his sister. I could see the terror paling her face as she looked at the warriors coming for her, then at Heletria casting her spell. Her claws came out as she watched the rogues surround her. I glanced at Darcio; his wolf was nearly completely healed, raw power radiating from him. I knew he was about to attack, but my attention instinctively shifted to Kaira.

he says. The central stronghold of the castle towering over everything is a visual testament of this kingdom’s strength. Adorned with steel plates and exuding an imposing presence, it reaches towards the sky, mirroring the ambition that I see reflected in Cassian’s eyes. Warmonger; the perfect name for a War King. “This is my world, Reyna,” Cassian says while gazing up at his castle fortress. “The heart of every war is made of steel and stone.” I glance back and forth between the three Alphas, their expressions contrasting against the backdrop of the castle. Now I can truly see them for who they are: rulers of kingdoms well versed in battle tactics and warfare strategies.

I am older, but I am weak and useless to them. I may be all of those things, but I am not stupid and I most certainly do not give up just easily. If I cannot get the recognition that I wanted and deserved alone, then I am dragging someone into this. And I am not the least bit conscientious. Eliana Deere, daughter of the admired by many Boss R, the one and only heiress to the throne, you will be mine. And you will make me the most successful pack leader in all of the vampire history.

She informed him. He nodded. "I'll be leaving now. Good night." Ciara watched him leave. "Wow Ciara, you need to stop being an idiot." She scolded herself and walked inside. ••••••• The next day, Eva is prepared to go the the Acosta empire. Today she's going to meet her long time enemies. The people who ruined her life and who has been giving her sleepless nights. Every night she has nightmares about them and they keep doing the same thing over and over again.

Good, he should fear me. I can hear Allistar shout out in pain which puts my ass in gear. Using my wolf speed, I run up to Alpha Jones and shove my hand through his rib cage. I wrap my hand around his heart and give him my best 'I win' smile as I rip his heart out. Not like he used it before. Now that he has been taken care of, I look around to find the guys. Dimitri is in the same spot as before, but Allistar has migrated away from him and seems to be fighting someone. I start heading toward Allistar to help him since he seems to be struggling a bit. Getting closer I notice the person he is fighting is Cassius. Once he is dead, the rogues will scatter and the war will be won. Picking up spe

Breaking free from the castle was easy. The soldiers were easily swayed by Erriene's act, his weeping cries of how much he missed the warlord. Of how he had visions. “I know he's wounded! I just know it! Bleeding on the snow, no healer around. Oh, please, guide me to him! Take me to the horse so I can go to him! The wolves will keep me safe.” “I do not need company, thank you for your kindness…”