Barnes And Noble Warrior Cats Event Novels & Stories

I shook my head. “No,” I said looking lost. Hades’ kingdom had a lot more events than I was used to. “it’s the annual warriors combat,” she exclaimed, looking at me like that should clear up the confusion I had. “Have you been living under the rock?” Alaric teased, playfully tapping my nose. I gave a weak smile, hiding away the same I felt for barely knowing things that were common. “it’s a three days event, warriors from different pack all come here to prove their strength and show how gallant they are,” Priya explained.

Vee dropped one of her swords. Killian couldn’t wait any longer. He let go of the rope and launched himself towards the ground. As he fell, he shifted, the power rippled up his spine. He landed hard on all four and took off at a sprint just as Vee fell to her knees. The Werecat landed a hard blow to Vee’s head and she collapsed. The cat had its jaws just inches from Vee’s throat when Killian tackled the beast and they went rolling sideways. They were maw to maw as the warriors started raining down above them. The Shifters started to fall back as the warriors began cutting them down in huge swatches.

Nothing. Lady Dana stood by while Katarina snapped her fingers, and howl split the air, then another, then a whole chorus of them as the wolves poured out of the shadows, strong, tall, the elite, the warriors of the Parson Pack; trained for war; trained for capture. Victoria’s stomach plummeted. Lady Dana’s voice would not rise, or waver. “You are welcome to join us, Victoria.” The warriors moved in. “Or you can watch him die.”

But since Ivy was a warrior, she was going to fight—Graham. “Now, it’s time for the last remaining match,” Eli announced. “Between our warrior Ivyanka and our leader… Graham.” Even Eli’s eyes faltered and he looked pale. My eyes fell on Graham on the opposite side, looking smug as shit. His mate, Tessa, was standing a few steps behind him, her face impassive. Graham cracked his head, threw me a look and, in one leap, he shifted. His wolf, proud and bloodthirsty, entered the ring and from the opposite side, Silver trotted in. Her eyes caught mine and I swear I wanted to scream with the tension I felt. But keeping my face calm, I gave her a nod.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him close to me. "Where do you think you are you going, looking like this?" I asked him pouting. He laughed at my tone "To impress some she wolves of Southern moon pack" I brought him even close to me "I dare you, I will kill anyone who gets near you" "Oh my! Jealous huh?" "Need to protect what’s mine. Why southern moon pack?" "We are going to meet Alpha Norman to discuss about the alliance, if there is a war..." "WAR??" I asked getting scared

Where have I heard that name from? It suddenly clicked to me. There is the story of a brave and young warrior and werewolf that was told in our Luna school. The first female celebrated war hero in the Moon Pack kingdom. She led the war against the Snow Pack and helped secure a victory against our rival pack. Her and the new Alpha King Zemo who was still a young prince at that time were the leaders of the army and they lead it to victory. This was the victory that sealed the King's throne as the new Alpha King. History was not so clear as to what happened to the brave and courageous Althea. It seemed that she was killed in battle or banished, but it never really occured to us to ask what happ

(ongoing) Warrior's Mate: The Bonding, the one time each year that wolves can find their mates, is about to start. And not too soon. With war on the horizon, all of the unmated alpha kings and their betas need to find their mates. That bond will increase their powers, giving them an edge in the battle to come. But with fated mates so rare, a contingency plan seems to be in order. At least, that’s what Alpha King Joel Green of the Greenlake Kingdom thinks when he aligns himself with the Moss Stone Kingdom by promising to marry the daughter of their alpha king if they don’t find their mates at the Bonding. But what happens when he finds his fated mate? Or when he finds out that not only does t

The dragons wore their heavy chained metal preparing themselves to take to the skies, and the spell casters scattered amongst the warriors, each knowing what part they had to play. The Ravenclaw Cerberus and his clansmen quietly sat at the head of the pack while the wolves sorted themselves into attack platoons. Everyone had taken the previous night to say goodbye to the loved ones remaining behind, and now they waited on the Royal family to signal the start of the war. A hush came over the battalion as Prince Tibarn stalked to the front of the crowd, already phased into Wrath, and beside him walked three other Royal Lycans as they too chose to fight alongside their people, instead of hiding

They either want nothing to do with me since I'm with what's considered a dangerous and criminal organization, or they want me more, naked, on top of my bike. Can't say the later doesn't sound appealing with Robin. "Club huh?" "Nightmare Warriors." I nod my head, pleased that she hasn't gone running off telling me to stay away from her. "Think I've heard of them. Aren't you guys the ones that go into bars at Christmas Eve, endeavoring out to take advantage of poor unsuspecting beautiful bartenders?" A laugh consumes my body as I chuckle through my worried expression. Fuck this girl is something else. "Something like that."

I could feel my blood boiling just below the surface, the irrational irritation flaring up once again. I reached for Lamia, pulling her towards me, and bent to inhale her scent, drowning out the rest of the scents in the room. It helped to calm me some, but Arcas was still pounding his paws in my head, not liking how so many males were around his mate. “First order of business,” King Alexander began, “Cambiador, the were-cat kingdom, was attacked last night.” “WHAT? Oh, my goddess! Where is Tawny?” My little wolf gasped out, breaking from my hold.