A Warrior's Heart Cast Novels & Stories

“That sorcerer said the elemental hearts they stole were meant for one. Caspian, I can’t stop thinking about Leia.” Caspian’s hands paused on my back. “Leia?” “I think she’s the vessel,” I said, turning slightly to meet his ocean-blue eyes. “She doesn’t have a wolf. If Scott wants her to be his equal, he’d need something to ‘fix’ that. My elemental heart… that’s the solution.” Saying it out loud made my chest tighten. The idea that my heart—literally—could be ripped from me to complete someone else felt too real now. Too close.

My heart is hitting my ribcage with so much force I can barely even hear her. How in the baloney does she want me to relax? I glance over at the judge's table, the fan girl in me clawing its way out as my eyes land on Crash Course Rebellion's star drummer, Brendan O'Connor. His natural blonde hair is kept short, unlike his best friend's, and his sky-blue eyes can have every girl swooning with just one glance. Even from behind his prescription glasses, he can make all the girls in his vicinity fall at his feet. His arms are eye candy for those in love with muscles and men will kill to have a body as good as his. I would know; I've got tons of magazine posters of him. Shirtless, might I add.

Even the moonlight felt distant, veiled behind an eternal frost. When we reached the land of Zareth’s Brood, battle broke out almost immediately. They were strong, feral, wild, wolves that had forgotten how to shift to their human side, but Xareth’s army had grown monstrous. His power was unmatched. I stood back as blood stained the snow. By nightfall, the rogues had fallen, most of them dead. The few who survived either fled or lay groaning on the battlefield, broken and forgotten. As the dust settled, Xareth turned to me. “Now,” he said, “get the Heartstone.”

He had replaced his old leather armor with a suit of interlocking shadow-steel plates that shimmered like oil on water. "Let them come," Thane growled, his hand resting on the hilt of the great-blade that had once belonged to the High Weaver. "We’ve fought gods and voids, Elora. We won't be moved by men in velvet." "It’s not just the men, Thane," I said, standing up. I walked to the window, looking out over the capital. "The world is changing. People are no longer afraid of wolves; they are afraid of the power we hold. If we refuse to share the Heart, we are the villains. If we give it away, we lose our protection."

he screams. " I know, chill. That's not what I meant. Remember when two years back one of the female warriors got into heat? We let her beat the crap out of you .If you don't send me, send someone else. The Nero Beta is mated, and he is strong and you know how good they are in provoking people. Sent him, let him provoke her and let her beat the shit out if him" I suggest and he exhales " Your right, call them right now".

His gaze swept over the warriors, hard and cold, until it landed on me. For a heartbeat, it stayed there. His expression didn’t change, but I felt the weight of it in my chest. Like the air thinned. Like I had to breathe differently just to hold myself together. “Today,” Damien said, his voice steady and deep, “we test endurance. Strength of the body. And Strength of will.” A ripple of excitement passed through the warriors. Endurance trials weren’t just training—they were brutal, designed to strip you bare and show whether you were wolf or weakling.

A subtle knock was on my door and when the door opened, Dante appeared with his new beta, of which he was told to wait outside. "Good morning your majesty," he greeted me as I nodded. "So Dante, you said you wanted to see me," I asked, going straight to the point. "Yes sir, there was another attack and they left a letter,"'he replied, handing me a rough sheet with blood stained. "They want to break their allegiance sir, which means another war will break out," Dante informed. I can't have another war, I haven't even settled the Kai issue, it makes trusting Kai with my kingdom really hard.

Despite being a very nice and kind guy, I didn't want to get involved with anyone at the moment, because my plans were my priority, and only later could I think about a romantic relationship. “If you need a ride to the university tomorrow, just give me a call.” “You don't have to worry about me, Arthur. I'm not going to take you out of your way to stop by the house.” “I see no problem in helping a friend.” He mentioned a friend, but his expression indicated he expected more than friendship from me, and as always, I was embarrassed. He was a handsome guy, with an athletic body and gorgeous, night-black eyes. His hair was cut in a military style, which ended up giving him a straight boy appear

"The castle has its queen. You have held your vigil for four hundred years... but the horizon is open now. For you. For us, if you would let me show you." Tala looked up into his handsome face, her icy eyes softening with a genuine, deep-seated tenderness she couldn't entirely hide. She leaned into his touch for a fraction of a second, her heart racing against the ancient rhythm of the storm. But then, the warrior in her took hold. She gently placed her hand against his chest, feeling the steady, powerful thud of his heartbeat, and gave a firm, warning shake of her head.

She and Taylor had long since been blacklisted by Olivia Technology, making it impossible for her to make a purchase. Those cheaper prosthetics required a long period of adjustment. Taylor, who was a spoiled child, would let out piercing cries daily and simply refused to cooperate. Meghan cursed Danielle incessantly because of this. She ultimately took a gamble and broke into the warehouse that belonged to Gardner Group to steal the old inventory. She seemed to have forgotten, however, that she herself had overseen the production of that specific batch. They were the very same faulty units that were still awaiting disposal. Thus, as soon as the prosthetic was put on, it malfunctioned and beg