Beatrice Warrior Nun Novels & Stories

“Well… except for Damon’s…… I don’t think the Moon Goddess is stupid,” That sounds absurd. Damon didn't seem like one capable of killing his mother. Something doesn't just fit or maybe there is something brutal mixed in the blood lines of Alphas and royal Lycans. Before I can speak again, I hear footsteps at the entrance and I turn. To my surprise, I see Beatrice walking in. She is no longer in her maid’s uniform. Instead, she wears a simple t-shirt and pants, a small bag hanging from her shoulder. Her hair is tied back neatly, though her eyes are still slightly swollen.

Corin as Sage was defending the wounded, his healer's instincts balanced with warrior's skill. And Beatrice. She stood in human form, light pouring from her hands. She'd created a massive shield protecting the center, and anything that touched it disintegrated. Enemies who tried to break through simply ceased to exist. "That's our weapon," I thought to my wolves. "Keep them busy. Let her work." But the enemy had seen her too. I watched as a group of fifty wolves broke off from the main assault, heading directly for the center. For Beatrice. "Theron, your six!" I tried to project, hoping he'd hear.

“You came after all.” “Breaking alliances, double-crossing, or renegotiating terms without consent is considered a grave dishonor—and could ignite a war,” Beatrice continued, ignoring Rios’s furious glare. “Do you really want to create war, Beatrice?” “I should be asking you the same thing, Rios.” Beatrice had already made herself comfortable in a high seat, deliberately flashing the lace of her panties beneath her black skirt as she spread her legs wide. Rios looked away from the image.

She stood up and paced around the room – trying to ease the tension between them. “I thought you had wanted to tell me a long story that leads down a sad ending?” “That was just to get you excited to hear me tell you a short story that ended sadly. We did have sex though.” “What was her name?” “She’s a nun now.” “What?! Did you sleep with a nun? Unbelievable.” “She’s popularly referred to as Warrior Nun now. She is an Iron Lady to the core. And could be termed wicked. Just like me. But I love those whom I cherish.”

She would fight and defeat the bastards who wanted to attack this town and its people. After the training sessions, Beatrice went into the keep feeling drained but happy and joyous at the same time. She felt drained because of the grueling sessions that Nomar made her to undergo and she felt happy and joyous that she would defeat the people that wanted to harm Ludlow and therefore, her husband and his people.

I say surely, not knowing what else I’m sure of. “I’ll do whatever I can to help, I was a warrior witch in my coven before it was attacked, sadly, I was the only one who made it out alive,” Beatrice says sadly, Alex giving her shoulder a small squeeze of reassurance. “I really appreciate that, we need all of the help we can get,” I sigh as I sit down in a chair, my ankles needing a break. Alex laughs slightly while taking a seat across from me. “How’re my babies doing?” She asks while smiling at me, waiting for my answer.

Beverly Carington "What happened?" Becca asked and I looked up to her. "I fought with a guy who ruined my plan." I said and she sat across me. "So you failed the mission?" "Yeah and I have to give back the 5.000$." I hissed as I threw the cotton pad. "Is he hot?" I glared at Becca. "Do you think I care about that?" I said coldly. "Oh come on, stop helping others and have a life! Go out and date a cute guy or something."

She held Bentley's collar in left hand and with right hand she drank water from the bottle. "I have a great news," Yara said while patting Bentley's mane. Minahil raised her eyebrows asking what was it. "Overmorrow is Abraham's birthday and the queen bee is throwing a grand party." Yara was smiling brightly. "It's a great news?" Minahil glared at her. "Don't be a loser, okay. I know you like that infamous rival of yours and it's a great chance to beat the queen bee as well." "How?" "It will be queen bee's party but if you come as his girlfriend!" Yara looked at her excitedly.

“Emily, no offence, you know nothing. Yeah and that is not all that he is. He is also one of our ruthless killers, who doesn’t think twice before putting his life in danger. You can romanticize him all you want, but the devil wrapped in silk is still the devil.” “Yeah but maybe-“ “No, you can’t be the girl who makes him realize life is worth living and stuff and that killing is bad.” “Why do people always know what I am going to say? Am I really that predictable?” I ask him, almost upset that Jake, who barely knows me is guessing my exact next words. “Yes and trust me you can’t be that person but if you really need to talk to someone you can talk to Mary.” “Mary as in Nathan’s grandmother?”

"Back in your territory." Beatrice is an omega. They're shunned by society and can't hold any titles unless they're raised to the position of a gamma or beta. Here in the palace, they do the jobs no one wants to do — clean, scrub, help royals with chores they're quite capable of doing on their own.