Ashfur Warriors Novels & Stories

I pushed past the bed, sprinted down the hall, slammed my shoulder into the door of the next ward until the window opened wide enough to see. And there she was. Ashlyn. A black Honshu wolf the size of a damn truck, her orange eyes burning like molten fire as she tore through Thoran’s lions. Her claws shredded their armor like paper. She picked them up in her jaws and threw them across the street like they weighed nothing. Her fur bristled with power, every movement sharp, deliberate, unstoppable. Beside her, wings cut the air. Krav’s dragon swooped low, his scales flashing blue-black in the torchlight. His claws raked across the rooftops, pulling lions from their perches and tossing them int

she ushers me to sit on the sofa in her living room and I look around at the others then at her " you are safe here Sala, no one will hurt you or your pack here " I nod, " my pack was breached, more than once if I'm honest, the first incident was a Rounce " " A ROUNCE?! WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU SAYING CHILD?! " " would you be quiet and let me finish! I am positive of what I saw as I am the one who killed it! it was most certainly a Rounce, the next breach was wolves who got into the territory close by where I live and they had an odd scent and thing I have no ide what it was but something weird was on them, the Third being the most recent one which happened yesterday, I was training the new rec

’ Hunter’s wolf, Max, catches up to Asher as they run side by side. Once I reach the stand-off between my warriors and Ciara’s rogues, I shift back into my human form. A warrior passes me some sweat pants and shirt. I stand among my warriors only twenty feet away from my beautiful mate. The winter breeze plays with her long hair, even a few strands brush across her forehead, and I am tempted to reach out and tuck it behind her ear so I can see her face.

How weird. “Anyways, do you have a name? I can't keep calling you shadow walker.That's bit too risky” “No” His answer is quick and plain.I sigh, thinking of a name to give him. “Xander?” I suggest. Before I could ask if he liked the name, a menacing growl from outside stole my attention. I looked down the window and saw three wolves on Zion and others on Drax. Zion shifts but Drax remains fighting in his human form.

But they must change at least once every forty-eight hours or the gene in their blood will create havoc in their system. Hmm. She wondered what kind of havoc? "What do you think, Mischief? What would happen to them?" "Mrow." Mischief leaned back and rubbed her head against Jamie's tummy. "My thoughts exactly." "In human form the warrior men are extremely masculine. The hair on their head is thick and luxurious, their body is muscular but lean and they are endowed with a larger-than-normal penis." What? Holy shit! The pulse between her thighs woke up, thudding in her suddenly wet pussy and her nipples tingled as she stared at the drawing. How was it even possible something that large would fi

They just needed one lucky bite to my artery, and I would lose this fight. I let the two hit my side and went straight for the third. They could get their scratches in for now. I quickly killed the third wolf, and the two now needed a new fucking plan. It was almost comical how easy it was to kill them, weren’t it for the fact that I knew some of these soldiers. I knew what the war did to their families. How many more people would lose their mate or family member today? "You need to go back." Asher ordered. It came out sounding angry and worried at the same fucking time. What happened?

Her wolf was ready to shift but, she needed to wake everyone up. Asher and Axel woke up already, she dragged them outside…..they were coming close already. Asher squinted his eyes, and when he carefully observed those that were coming, he mind-linked all the warriors in the pack. “Manga is here, rise!!!!!!" He yelled. They all grabbed their weapons in the storage of the pack. The pack hadn't gotten a lot of weapons but at least, they had quite a number. Asher stared at Annatoria in the eye and when he could no longer find fear in her, they both nodded.

The warriors with spears and giant metal chains were the ones riding horses. And us, we had to fight in our wolf forms. "You're dying today, Matthew Moore!" I heard Aurus speak to me through my mind. "You're not the one deciding for my death, a*shole king. But I can decide your retirement!" I snapped back as my claws emerged. When I shifted and let out a loud growl, the Blue Moon Warriors followed. The battle had begun! I fixed my eyes on Aurus who was still riding on his horse. He pointed his spear at me while his horse ran faster. I growled as I welcomed them with my sharp claws, aiming at his horse's forelegs falling the four-legged beast down to the ground.

She is pure chaos!''' \\\\\\\\\\ "Yeh Jo halka halka suroor Hai by Farhan Saeed Listen to it at the end when you’re done reading! (:" --------------- A hiss escaped his lips as the freezing water ran down the back of his hands and arm. "You alright, man?" Kabir's concerned voice asked. A smile was stretched wide on Abraham's lips. Kabir probably thought he had gone mad. He was in pain but was smiling so heartily. Kabir was staring at him.

Only power and strength could allow her to smother the seemingly endless fire of hatred burning in her heart. Asha sighed to dispel her thoughts as she leaned in the wall of the capital city. She did not plan to stay in the territory of her enemies for long, and she is already thinking of travelling to the Fressia Kingdom to gather help from one of the most powerful variant races of the werewolf race, the arctic wolves. Even the first-class warriors of the Blood Wolves clan would face some casualties once they face the warriors of the arctic wolves in direct combat, and Asha has long heard such valiant stories from her father and Priestess Eva.