Blue Gender: The Warrior Novels & Stories

Tonight, beneath the silver moon, two mates have claimed their place, and nothing will ever be the same. The next morning, I woke feeling different. With a sense of belonging, I quickly shower to meet Blake at the training grounds. Once I get there all the warriors stop dead in their track, just staring at me. Blake gives me a peck on the forehead as Jason approaches up. “wanna spare Amara?” Jason grins, rolling his shoulders as he steps into the ring opposite me, the other warriors forming a loose circle around us. The air is thick with expectation. I feel Skadii's energy pulse gently through my veins—a subtle strength I never had before. As Jason lunges forward, I match him move for move,

It never snowed in Georgia. As they made their way along the paths to the auditorium she looked around at the many students in attendance at the academy. There were easily over a thousand students, all aged from 16-20 furthering their learning in their respective ranks & careers. She noticed the colors they each wore. Red was for future Alphas, Pink for their Lunas, many of which were walking hand in hand towards the auditorium. Their was a specific set of classes to teach the Lunas, but ofcourse those classes were only available to girls over the age of 18 & mated to a future or current Alpha. The Betas were in blue, dark blue for men, light blue for their mates, which was also only availab

Everything around me was colour, bright and bold and wholly overwhelming. I swerved and darted between wolves, unsure which ones I was meant to be fighting and which ones I was meant to be defending. I didn’t know Winterpaw like I did Blue Moon; I couldn’t pick out a member of my new pack in their coloured forms, let alone the greyscale I was more used to. Blue Moon ran in my blood. It was built deep into my bones. Even if I’d wanted to be part of Winterpaw Warrior, it could never compete with that.

Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with. We also invited the Bloody Fangs. The Bloody Fangs was a group of strongest warriors without any ties to the 3 packs. Their most well-known warrior was their leader, The Crimson Warrior, who was also the most blood-lust warrior in the whole Lupo continent. His nickname came from the crimson helmet he kept wearing as he fought. I had heard that the Crimson Warrior himself would attend my ceremony. That made me wonder if he would wear his helmet or not. After all, no one had ever seen his face.

She has no powers now, and not any different than Hierro, except that she is a queen. Oh, right, Hierro is also considered a princess. The Crown Princess of Skye, the Crown Prince of the East Kingdom. So, how can Blue leave them, who all can’t fight, here? Not only can he heal, but he can also fight. And he is the only one who can fight among them all here. Thus, he has to stay. And, the rest of the fighters in their team are all in there, where the explosion was.

I say. " That's pretty cute. What does his wolf look like?" she asks, grinning. " His wolf is a few different shades of grey and his eyes are solid blue," I say. " Really? I thought with him being Alpha's son, his wolf would be black like most are?" she says. " I thought so too. His wolf is beautiful. He's also the only person I've ever known to have as blue eyes as a wolf. I haven't even heard of anyone wolf with blue eyes," I say.

That was also the day I met my companion and my wolf Jada. “She’s gone, Lauren.” Jada said and then added, “She’s so incomparably beautiful. Beautiful as always, just like you." I rolled my eyes at her for comparing me to the Goddess. I am Bianca Lauren Blaze, the only child of Alex Blaze, the former Alpha king. But my new pack members know me as Lauren Hackman. My life has always been a series of battles, but these battles have made me stronger. So yes, I am a warrior in my pack.

Generally, it could be taken that they were all scared of death. It was only a few that joined and were able to prove themselves as true warriors. They stood their ground and proved that they were not afraid to die. And that if eventually they ended up in the grave, they would know that they did not back out from fighting in the war like cowards and that they would die with pride knowing that they were brave warriors, who fought and sacrificed their lives for the werewolf kingdom. They were among the warriors of the Reapers here, presently training with the help of my sceptre. They were absorbing the power that came out from the sceptre in the form of a magical blue light, which I had unleas

The Alpha job is addictive; Emily now understands the rage Marcus displayed when he learned that he had been replaced as the Alpha. She got to see a lot of things differently after she got the job, and she has to agree that Mathew was a bit too clumsy to be the Alpha, and when confronted, he blames his Beta or Gamma, or any wolf connected to that particular department. In the end, she had to replace several people with the ones she appointed. She appointed Blondie as her Beta. Her Gamma is a male, one of the strongest warriors that Mathew recommended for her since his job is to protect her.

Heading to the bathroom, she grabbed her hair dye and an old t-shirt. She had been dyeing her hair ever since she had left her family. Her natural flaming red hair and deep blue eyes would give her identity away--they were traits that only the royal family had. But with dark brown hair, she could pass as a southerner. If her father and older brother, Leon, could see her now, she wasn't sure they would recognise her anyway. She had spent a little over four years with the Bridgewater pack, and time had changed her childish features into that of a woman. She wore her hair shorter now, and her father's high cheekbones and rounded nose made her look younger than she truly was. She was a late bloo