Broken Star Warriors Novels & Stories

she shrieked, voice splintering. Twenty Lumen warriors charged. I threw back my head and howled. The sound shattered reality. Visible silver waves rippled outward, warping the air like heat haze. Warriors froze midstep, their weapons slipping from paralyzed fingers. Arrows hung suspended in midair. Even the flames hesitated, their dance arrested midflicker as though time itself had stuttered. Only three remained untouched: Eric stood with his scars blazing like fallen stars, the markings now forming intricate celestial maps across his skin, constellations I somehow recognized.

We collided, claws and teeth flashing in the dark. But I was too angry. My rage made me reckless. Marcus took advantage of an opening in my attack and sank his teeth into my back leg. Searing pain sent me stumbling. Then Lila shifted. A silver she-wolf. Beautiful and deadly. They ganged up on me. I was quickly outmatched. Blood poured from a dozen wounds, staining the warehouse floor red. Finally, I crashed to the ground, unable to get up. Marcus and Lila shifted back, looming over me.

“How is the Moon Crescent pack holding up?” “Badly. They lost most of their warriors and the damage we dealt to them was so severe that it might take them a whole year to recover their losses. But their pride wouldn't let them back down from a fight they can't win so their only option is to keep sending out warriors until all their resources has been depleted.” I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and stared into the depths of his indigo eyes and a creep smile was plastered one his lips.

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.

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“Honey, please don’t do this to me.” “Let me go. I told you it’s over. We are over.” She stated and started walking away. “I’m sorry for ruining your day everyone.” “I love…” Robert punched me before I could finish my statement. “Stop it. I had enough.” Roxy stated. “Stop following us.” Claire stated as I followed them. “You have done enough.” “Daddy…” Leo blocked my way. “Why are you guys fighting?” “We were just talking champ.” I embraced him.

She started to drag him away after collecting the toy and smiling apologetically at me. It was then I heard the boy whisper to her; she's a monster. I did not step out of the year for a year and that was even after a major reconstuctive surgery. I went through so much pain to get rid of the scars. But why does it still hurt this much? "Don't mind the twins, they're angry at you for taking their sister away." Moji nudged me by her elbow and that was when I realized that we were already in the compound. Yeah, the twins had glared at me, they did not look horrified but that realization wasn't still enough to lift my now dampened spirit.

Warriors reached for weapons they had set aside for dancing. My breath caught. “What is happening?” Danger, my wolf answered at once, no hesitation now. Not memory. Not vision. Real danger. The gates exploded inward. Armored soldiers stormed through in brutal formation, shields marked with a blazing star sigil carved across the steel. The Star Pack. I knew that mark from whispered warnings and old stories. Second most powerful. Known for leaving no survivors when they made a statement. For a moment my mind refused to understand why they were here.

he replied, still maintaining his respectful posture. Sarah and Mika, who had been groaning on the ground, slowly picked themselves up. Their faces were bruised and their clothes torn from being thrown around like ragdolls. When they saw the warrior standing beside me, calling me Luna, the color drained from their faces completely. "Oh god," Sarah whispered, her voice shaking with terror. "She really is his mate." "We're so dead," Mika whimpered, looking like she was about to cry. The warrior turned his cold gaze toward them, and I could see them both shiver under his stare. His voice was calm but carried a deadly threat when he spoke.