Ashfur Warriors Novels & Stories

While the bachelors' youths who saw them immediately shuddered. Anindira was worth fighting over but their opponents were two *Safirs, from a Clan that was known to be very strong, the Jaguars and the Wolves. It would still be many years for them to be able to face a *Sapphire in the sparring arena. They shuddered at the thought of what kind of fate they would meet if they remained reckless. With that in mind, they slowly but clearly waved the white flag of surrender. The sun still hadn't come up, in the distance seen Farkas and Zev from afar coming over after they followed the bats.

SOPHIA POV The air was stiff while taking a walk with Xylah, this was because none of us wanted to be in the same company as each other.. As we walked, I heard noises and cheers going on in the distance. "What's that noise?" I asked. "They are recruiting new wolves to join the army," she replied. "You do not want to go there, the men there will be covered in their own sweat and blood," she complains. "Yuck right?" She asked but stopped talking when she noticed my interest. "Oh I forgot, you used to be a beta, those are your thing," she mumbles.

“This is my fight too. Asher is one of ours. And not just that, he's the Alpha, your leader. I’m not sitting back while they use him as bait.” Loid looked like he wanted to argue, but he said nothing. By nightfall, our warriors were armed and ready. My armor was fastened tight, and Loid rode at my side as we approached the dark stretch of forest bordering their territory. I could feel the tension humming in the air, the promise of blood. But underneath the fear, I felt something stronger—fury. They dared take Asher. They dared hurt him. We would make them regret it. The ambush began as soon as we stepped into their terrain. Shadows burst from the trees—massive wolves, their eyes glowing, the

And so were the other four warriors. Rafale spoke, "but alpha we are just four people and they are at least twenty highly trained warriors and they are not from ordinary packs. Their packs are very strong as well!" "Well, I am stronger." ~~~ "Look here, mutt!" Tyson, the warrior from the rival pack, said as he harshly grabbed the hairs of the warrior from Ashley's pack and made him face him. "See where you are now!" he said as he slapped him. "MILES!" The other colleagues who were tied down and made to kneel felt bad for their leader and were not able to see him like that.

“Saving your stubborn ass, obviously.” “How is invading Storm Fang Pack helping me?! Stop with whatever you are doing now!” “You’ll understand soon.” The wolf soared over rooftops, before finally landing in a clearing outside the city. What I saw made my stomach drop. Armies had been assembled, with rogues on one side and Storm Fang Pack warriors on the other. And standing at the front—Asher. His intimidating figure loomed in the darkness like the war of god. Cyrus leapt into the crowd and threw me to the ground. He shifted back into human form, smirking.

There was a visible crack through it before the shield disappeared again. 'Ivy. It's working.' Asher says. 'I don't know how much longer I can do this.' I say with a very painful strain to my voice. 'Just a bit longer. Warriors. ATTACK.' Asher commanded. And the warriors all started attacking at the same time. One after the other attacking the witch's, cracking their sheilds, shocking them, making them lose concentration.

Gods. A pair of gryphons soar overhead, their bondeds laughing as they dive through the clouds. Direwolves and their humans moving in perfect sychronizon. One particulary unimpressed frost lynx lounges across a tree branch, glaring down at everyone beneath it like they are personally offending its existence. Further in the distance, Ironclad dragons train with their bondeds, bronze scales glimmering beneath the rising sun. Terrifying, but majestic. For a few silent moments, I simply watch. Because despite all else, I still love them. I always have, even though Aetherion Academy was not supposed to be my future.

It was clear from his darkened blue eyes that the man was angry. “Peace, my ass. There’s no notion like that in a world like ours. Sooner or later, they’ll surely know what war is, no matter how much you shield them. Sorry that my pack members are a bunch of barbarians who get to see every part of how sinister those in this world are. Sorry that they live witnessing and being part of war because I don’t have enough castles or strong underground fortresses to keep them shielded because I’m such a lazy ass leader,” Aurora said with a sarcastic smirk perched on her lips. There was a storm of anger raging in her eyes as she stared straight into his face, the boots she wore making her almost reac

Godfrey says, as he shifts to standing with his fingertips together. “Shut up,” Ash, the werewolf councilor says, slightly getting in Godfrey’s face. The vampire literally sticks his tongue out at Ash and it's clear everyone wants to laugh. Or wants to see some retaliation, but it doesn’t happen. It's rare that the Shadows get this kind of interaction with the council, they normally keep pretty much to themselves.

Then, I threw on my robe and rushed downstairs. When I reached the foyer, the sight before me was overwhelming. Warriors were assembling in organized chaos, their armor glinting in the light. Some were strapping on weapons, others tightening belts or fastening boots. Shields leaned against the walls, swords in scabbards clinking as the men moved. In the middle of it all stood Asher, commanding the scene and barking orders. It was clear that he was angry. “Asher!” I called out, hurrying to him, nearly tripping over a discarded helmet. His head snapped toward me, and I froze for a second at the sheer fury in his eyes. But then I noticed it wasn’t directed at me.