Bramblestar Warriors Novels & Stories

It's like having spies among us. Despite this revelation, the lingering question persists: who among us is colluding with the enemy? The warriors claim they saw a lady who covered her head with a hoodie, after she left, they were distracted by a terrible smell, followed by the rogue's attack. The rogue said one of the warriors stepped aside for them while the woman showed them the way. ----------- In the morning, my pack and I trained together. First, the warriors and I practised before the others. When everyone else joined, we split into groups to teach them.

It had been a long night but it was far from over and Lucas had no doubt in his mind that it would be a few more long hours before he could even try and sleep. He had been taking stock of the evening's events when he heard someone calling his name. He glanced up to see Alex Forrester headed his way with a vampire trailing after him. Both Alex and Bobby carried the same concerned looks on their faces and wore the trademark black uniforms of the committee's law enforcement agents. Both had been involved in the raid and had taken on the task of heading up the recovery of the she-wolves trapped around the territory. The seemingly unlikely pair worked well together despite Alex's brooding persona

The dense mountains on the outskirts of kingdom Shogo were home to barbarian's tribe, barbarians were the monstrous beasts with their size bigger than normal people, they lived in dense forests in a group and would often fight with other tribes, they lived like animals, not enough powerful to take on kingdom they would often attack villages for food and loot, barbarians would rape the women of villages and then kill them, barbarian not only killed the villagers they would eat them as well, a real monsters indeed.

Even now, sweat-slick and surrounded by war prep, he found a way to tease her into a smile. Some warriors, tournament survivors now that had also joined us, moved with particular precision under her command. I caught their murmurs during a water break. One of them, a hulking Willowridge transfer, wiped his brow. “Thought Warrior of the Crest was a gift because of the Goldmoon Alphas. Watched her fight, though… she earned it. Beat me without breaking a sweat.” The scarred Ironbark female beside him nodded. “Luna’s the real storm. Makes you want to bleed for her.”

“Really did you really have to hit your Beta?” “Wellllll… Yeah.” Sam said before wrapping Gabi up into his side. After a tedious and long ass day, we were finally down to our last warriors. The tournament brought out everyone from the different factions. Many families throw out blankets. Several of the rogue warriors that were not trying out had pulled out barbecue pits and were grilling out. Children were in their own groups playing, fighting, and emulating the trained warriors. Even some of the students at the schools attended the spectacle. People were cheering for their favorites and booing when they would lose. Adrik didn’t even seem to be breaking a sweat, meanwhile many of the council

Lycan warriors, men and women in leather vests, sparred in pairs, with rehearsed, predatory moves. I inadvertently scanned the surroundings but no sign of the broody Alpha Prince or the scary Vampire Lord. The head warrior was noticeable absent today also, another one was in his stead. Warrior Bryce, a blunt Beta with scars crisscrossing his arms, barked orders wildly with a gruff voice. Some vampires guard were also in the other section of the training guard, they all have this air of menace around them. "Omegas, took you long enough! Warriors pair up at once." His gaze narrowed as it swept over me." You, fetch that staff."

The ram stumbled, slowing, the frost spreading across his body like a creeping winter storm. The Ram veered sharply to the side as the onslaught of shards struck its flank, slowing it down just enough to give us a brief moment of respite. Aries roared again, stomping his hooves. The ground beneath him cracked, and a wave of fire rippled outward. He was preparing another crushing blow. The heat was becoming unbearable; I could smell the faint scent of my own dark locks of hair singeing. I gripped the hilt of my blade harder and hold on like my life depended on it.

Abruptly, the starry night sky is no longer filled with song; it wis filled with the screams of men and women as Alpha Rivera leads his warriors from the trees down into the valley. The air is thick with panic and fear, and Alpha McGowen desperately tries to organise his warriors and mount a defence, but it was no use. Dozens of Redwood’s in both wolf and human form are taken down before they even know what hit them and the rest are slow to shift due to the alcohol.

You were meant to shine in your profession, but they just couldn't stop judging you by your looks and your past, slinging mud your way. "You've been treated so unfairly." That simple line almost made Holly break down. She could not help it and wrapped her arms tightly around Sabrina.

“I think she meant ‘bar’ as in a pub. Like a bar with drinks?” Oh. I blushed, feeling a bit stupid. “Yeah. That makes sense. But which bar? How will we…” “Your highness,” one of my warriors said. “There’s a rogue camp not far from here. It has…um…how do I say this? Have you ever heard of the Easy Spit?” The what? No. I shook my head. The warriors side-eyed each other. They knew something and they were reluctant to say it. “Well, spit it out,” I said, no pun intended.