Brokenstar Warriors Novels & Stories

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.

It was just that no one wanted any conflict with them. Just like Fane said, the warriors from Star Continent only bullied the weak. They never dared to go against anyone strong and never dared to act too rashly against them. They only threw their might around those warriors with no power or background. Nalym clenched his teeth angrily, and his eyes widened so much they threatened to pop out of their sockets.

“One day, we got into an argument because of that. She wanted me to change departments and become a warrior just like her. But I said I couldn’t. I’m not strong and I didn’t have the kind of perseverance she did to put up with the brutal training. “We had a falling out and called our friendship quits. Soon after that, she was promoted to a three-stars warrior and made an honorary member of the Blood Moon pack.” Sierra said. My mouth fell open. Three stars! I stood my ground against a three-stars warrior?! In the Werewolf realm, warriors were divided into five divisions. There were one-star, two-stars, three-stars, four-stars, and five-stars warriors. The lowest in rank and power were one-sta

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.

His fear of these two witches magicks warring with his need to stay close to his mate. Astrid reached out and lay a hand on his thick, sinewy forearm. "Wait, Warrior. There are things we must discuss first. Plans to be made." Brand huffed. "I have no plans that involve witches. My only plans involve getting myself somewhere safe until I can figure out how to get back to my ti…uh, home." "Ahh, but I know your other secret, Brandur the Destroyer. You already let it slip, remember? Besides, the Spirit has shown me. You are not from this time, are you?"

But there are mountains (But there are mountains) And there are doors that we can't walk through I know you're wondering why Because we're able to be just you and me within these walls But when we go outside You're gonna wake up and see that it was hopeless after all She circles around me as she sings the high note. There is the proof that we can work. We made something entirely different right now. That no one can break , not even us. No one can rewrite the stars How can you say you'll be mine?

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.

She quickly stepped back, her heart pounding as she waited for what was about to happen. “Clink, clink, clink.” The sound of metal clashing repeatedly echoed. Someone was trying to break the lock to get in. Cara held her breath, tensely awaiting what would come next. Then, after two long years, the door finally swung open. In front of her stood a group of unfamiliar warriors. They wore black armor with a red moon symbol on their chests, completely different from the Dark Eclipse pack’s uniforms. Before Cara could say anything, the leader of the wolf warriors spoke:

Nothing she did or could do would break their determined vow. However, they had underestimated the level of Raelynn’s vengeance. Shortly after, both Sir Warren and Sir Jarek returned each carrying some things in their hands. The two injured men could not make out what they were. So, they could only lift their heads and stare ahead in trepidation and anxiety.

With Miguel's return to the room, the two could come across two guys standing at his door, one with brown hair in a well-aligned haircut, a shaved beard and standing with his hands in his pockets while the other was talking super excitedly, gesturing a lot. This one had dark blond hair combed back. As Miguel approached the duo, he put his hand on Catherine's shoulder, making her look at him a little scared at first. His hand was warm, and he had to take a step to his side, which made her smell his wonderful scent. It was Miguel's perfume, with a woody odor that matched perfectly with his lumberjack style. The trance in her mind was broken when she heard him introduce her.