Brightheart Warriors Novels & Stories

I watched Brian's back step up the steps, slowly but surely ascending to the top position under the excited cheers of the warriors. Through the window frame, I can see the majestic image of Brian through the glass. He stood above thousands of people; his powerful aura overpowered everything. I didn't hear what he said, but when he finished speaking, many people couldn't help but burst into tears. When they fought desperately on the battlefield, the strongest warriors had never seen them cry, but now they were sobbing like children. "You think he's great, don't you?" Harvey's hoarse voice came from behind me.

she shouted through her lungs along with the sound of heavy footsteps and burning fleshes. Nanami step further as she dodge from one of the evil warriors’ flaming sword. She look around and wonder why their adversary seemed not to see her, she was ignored by everybody as she walk across them. Maru’s white warriors were fighting along with them and was mixed by Merfoy’s, making it hard to identify which one should be killed.

When she opened them, she found herself in a dark world illuminated only by the soft light of distant stars and by figures on the ground. There were tens of thousands of white glowing shapes that resembled humans wielding weapons and they were fighting in an immense barren plain with a mountain at its center. The mountain was incredibly tall with paths along its sides. The paths were shining as the glowing figures were fighting on them too. On the summit of the mountain, the brightest of all the figures was sitting on a black throne. It seemed that it was looking at the massive battle below but since it had no face, Sara could not be sure of that.

The sole food that keeps me sane, alive, and stronger. As I fill my stomach with it, I stared at the wall just in front of my desk. Photos. Lots of it. At the university’s main gate, at the convenience store, in front of the dormitory building, even on a random road. Different places, day or night. But with the same person in every piece of it. Eliana Deere, of the very powerful Deere clan. One of the biggest, strongest, of all the pack. The only daughter of Boss R, with the inheritance of the throne just waiting for her. Eliana, you make me go speechless by how dumb you are. Turning your back against your pack to bump shoulders with humans, live in a room where humans sleep, eat what they e

I couldn't exactly hear the gunshots either. What happened? "Blake was right. You did come back." I turned around and staggered back a little when I saw that other girl standing way too close, in front of me. She smirked just like that blond boy and my eyes widened a little. Standing few inches taller than me, there was something wild about her that told me she loved to fight. With her dark black hair cascading down her black jacket, and her sharp black eyes, I really couldn't think of a way I could actually harm her.

Little T and Coin were sprawled out in the hallway leading to the office. Bulletholes riddled the walls, the liquor bottles behind the bar all shot to hell. Jake stepped over Nitro’s body, the anger raging in his veins. They’d been good men, all of them. Michelle had been their first lady, a woman that had always smiled and looked after all of them. He was beyond pissed off. He was ready to go to war. He pushed the office door open and clenched his fists. ‘Now we’ll take what is ours.’ It was sprawled on a piece of paper on Bandit’s desk. There were only two MC’s that wanted what the Warriors had. The Reapers and the Dogs. One of them attacked the clubhouse. Or both of them.

but we can’t falter… WE NEED TO FIGHT” She sniffled and rubbed away her tears “Ok, come on let’s kill the fuckers” I nodded with a smile, and we ran back into the fight and just then I heard a loud roar and saw a throng of warriors approaching behind the rogues. There were so many of them and a smile rose on my face when I saw who was leading them... “Heath” I breathed out as he charged towards the rogues, he, Adeena, Trey and the rest of the warriors attacked them from behind and tore through them. I didn’t even know he would be here.

I spat. Valkyrie ducked under another swipe, her blade singing as it severed a limb. But there were too many. Too fast. The shadows closed in— Then something massive approached. A deep, earth-shaking howl roared through the battlefield. Heather’s smile faltered. “No,” she whispered. And then they came. A thunderous war cry shattered the air as a wall of warriors stormed down the cliffs, their armor catching the dim light, weapons raised high, ready to tear through the enemy.

Those despicable men had forced them into such desperation. Brian had even said that he would not let Quinton and his men die easily. Brian would make them pay a final price, extracting the Heartblood from all of them. It was as if the warriors from third-grade worlds were just livestock. It was only when they were forced into a corner did they think of dragging their opponents down. Even if they lost their lives, they would bring down whoever they could. Those arrogant warriors from second-grade worlds would be dragged down to hell with them. Quinton was incredibly unhappy to see them get away.

They were warriors, each standing as the embodiment of their kind, their fates inexorably tied to the outcome of this conflict. ‌ And then, as if summoned by the fates themselves, a figure emerged from the shadows. Sabrina, the Scarlet Witch, descended upon the battlefield, her presence electrifying. Her crimson cloak billowed around her, a beacon of power and purpose in the midst of the turmoil. ‌ "Enough!" Her voice, laden with authority, cut through the clamor like a blade. Her gaze swept across the warring factions, demanding attention and respect. "This war ends now." ‌ David's glare was a reflection of his internal struggle, torn between his ambition and the reality of the destruction