Briarlight Warriors Novels & Stories

I could hear crackling, and breaking of bones, it seemed like they were shifting to their wolf form. I turned to Melinda and I yelled, "Melinda, do something. Don't let them destroy us." Defeating one warrior was one thing, but defeating a group of warriors was another, and there was no way the two of us could attack, and overcome a group of warriors, empowered with the power of the black fraternity. Melinda fell to her knees, and she screamed. "Hear me, O Angel of Light. Do not let us be put to shame." But just as the shadow warriors were about to strike, a bright light appeared in the center of the circle, growing brighter and brighter until it was almost blinding. I shielded my eyes with

Javier growls roughly. * * Lyrien snarls when he sees the blurs of warriors in front of him. He cannot even call them that. More like scrawny Betas and omegas who look as though they have caught some deadly disease. But they are quite abundant in numbers, their weapons are poised, directed at him, currently blocking his path...To his mate. The warriors he has taken with him are still quite behind, but that means nothing to Lyrien. His vision becomes cloudy with rage as he throws himself off his horse, tackling the first warrior who dives at him.

We were swallowed by the night. The cliffhanger held, the barrier breached, Bram’s coven inside, my warriors falling back to hold a line that did not look like it would hold for long. There was no time to think. Only the blade between my fingers and the small, furious life inside my abdomen reminding me why I could not yield.

Archer companies rose from the tall grass they used as shelter and aimed their weapons at the enemy. The front line composed of warriors with swords did the same. Only Lara and her units remained hidden behind the front line of the warriors. It was part of the plan. Ghraht knew that even if the war chiefs decided to surrender, shamans would never agree to it. They would use their blood magic to create chaos among his people. There were three more units like Lara’s hidden on each flank and back line. Their only task was to kill the shamans.

Briar Hale knelt before three hundred witnesses and watched her fated mate reject her for the one thing she could never change. Too heavy. Too much. Not built for a throne. What Alpha Prince Ronan Ashguard did not say was the truth: a blood oath forced his hand, and the alternative was watching his own mother destroy her. Briar does not wait around to find out. She walks into the arms of a rival Alpha who sees her Ironback strength as a gift, not a flaw, and builds a life on land that was never meant to want her. But a rejected bond does not die quietly. It claws back through both of them, one broken rule at a time, while a war neither chose creeps closer to the one thing they still sh

Chief asked. Briar yanked her arm away from Chief, not recognizing him as her father. “Who are you and that big freak of a wolf standing over there?” Why is Troy on the ground? He heard you planning on taking him away from me so Rei and I can imprint, or whatever you call it. I deserve answers. I need to talk to my mother and father, alone.” Briar stomped from the back yard, to the front door, and entered like a hurricane. “Now is time to listen.” Briar closed her eyes. When she reopened them, two swirling pools of liquid fire were dancing dangerously. They were there to witness Kitsune’s emergence.

The warriors emerged from the shadows, their eyes glowing with an unsettling light. “Prepare for a fight!” Harley shouted, drawing his weapon as the dark warriors charged. The battle was fierce and chaotic, with Marinetta and Harley fighting off the dark warriors while trying to keep their focus on the altar. The dark magic seemed to amplify the warriors’ strength, making the fight even more challenging. Despite the odds, Marinetta and Harley fought with determination and skill. Their combined efforts pushed back against the dark warriors, their attacks creating bursts of light and energy that countered the dark magic.

“He uses reverse tactics. They are a lot stronger than the normal warriors. You might want to save your energy for later. They’re the real enemies here. Let the Virgo have the appetizers. We’ll have the main course.” Harper didn’t get the metaphor Brayden was trying to deliver. However, she gets the reverse tactics Brayden is talking about. It’s a smart idea, she admits. Then she sneezed. Brayden was quick to cover her mouth and nose. From the small hole they peak to check on the warriors, the two of them heard that one of the warriors looked at their direction. Then that warrior talked. He poked the shoulder of the other warrior sitting beside him. The latter looked at him, confused and irr

I lead Weiland and Lyric outside, exiting through the still open front door. I’m not in the least bit surprised to see my warriors leaving their homes. They’re drawn by Lyric's frantic screams, and they look equally confused and surprised to see her in the arms of my Beta. I open a mind link with them. “Bryce and his warriors are here to kill the daughter of The Towers. Find him and bring him to me.” They scatter, shifting as they run, leaving the remnants of their clothing where it falls. Weiland gives me an apologetic look, shifts into his majestic black wolf that stands over eight feet tall, and he runs with my mate secure in his arms.

one of the warriors says. I stop, just long enough to look them all over and make sure they’re medically stable enough to be on guard duty before nodding and walking into the room. I close the door and collapse on the bed, burying my face in a pillow as I begin sobbing. Simon POV “Alpha, Alpha Brady’s pack attacked Alpha Warren last night,” my warriors tell me over breakfast. “Who won?” “Alpha Warren, but I heard that he might be injured. His Beta is most likely dead. They had a lot of casualties from what we could see,” he says.