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.

“You cannot leave the two lines. I will learn the second one. I have time. The first pattern is old. It can wait for a bond to wear thin.” Sable tried to stand and failed. “Briar. Now.” I got an arm under her. She was heavier than she looked, all muscle and anger, and her breath hitched when I lifted. Ronan slid his arms under Pell. Pell made a sound and bit it off. “Do not be gentle,” Pell said. “Be gone.” We moved along the rim, not down the open path. The sour light watched. The clean units did not close on us. The heavier force on the rise held still too. It felt like a class dismissing, not a battle ending.

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 can hollow out his defences, take his pawns, kill them one by one until he’s the last player standing on the board. My warriors are around me, stalking through the town. I can sense their presence in the darkness. They are hidden so well that their own mothers wouldn’t be able to find them, but they are here. I round a corner, my every sense laser focused on Bryce, but I don’t miss the warriors that think they have a chance to take me out and launch themselves at me, teeth bared, claws extended. The world is alive around me. My warriors are making quick work of the wolf invaders - the one without the good sense to stay out of a Lycan enclave. Or perhaps they fear Bryce more than they fear

Krona heard a clunk of a mace hitting his shield and then the heavy weight of an overly large man up against him making him stumble a couple of steps towards the cliff edge, turning he saw an arrow protruding from a mans eye socket; quickly turning he slid his blade into another and then searched for another enemy. Warren glanced back at his companions, he was shaking with every breath now, fatigue making it harder to achieve his goal, he smashed the wall again, a shard cracked off, with his final effort he threw the shards of rock towards the enemy making at least a hundred men be flung in all directions. “I can’t keep at this” his thoughts began to flood him and he slumped to the ground, h