Bumble Warriors Novels & Stories

~~~ ~Callum's POV~ I lay in my bed, and heavy pants fell from my lips. The work of training the warriors for battle has made me an exhausted man. The warriors we had available were trained harder than every other warrior we've had in the history of the Moon Crescent pack. —there, we have to pay for losing good men in battle. I continued laying on the bed, about to drift off into a beautiful sleep w, when the door to my bedroom cracked open, and the woman who had made herself known to me, and a sigh left my lips.

The Boulder Dragon Bombs forged out of Wilbur's spiritual energy continued to shoot at the insects. Yet even after their limbs were torn apart and lying on the ground, they continued crawling toward Wilbur as if trying to attack him, and they were getting closer and closer. Just then, Kolton let out a terrifying laugh. "These are the children of the Great Will, the endlessly powerful Mantis Warriors! Any and all living creatures shall be defeated by them, just you wait." Spiritual energy surged out of Wilbur's body as he eyed the creatures coldly. The Mantis Warriors were emotionless bodies of flesh. All they had was their immense spiritual energy, which made them the perfect killing machine

Maxine and Bulk braced themselves for an attack. By the time Maxine reached closer to the older golem the metal balls had changed into tall, faceless warriors with long ears. They were wearing metal armour and a helmet set with a red feather that looked like a chicken’s crown. They were numerous. “We are clearly outnumbered Boss,” Bulk said as he moved forward and slashed his heavy wrist into one of them. The warrior stumbled a bit but quickly regained its position. He charged forward for an attack. This time he was followed by three of his fellows. Bulk carefully read them, anticipating his next move.

It’s not also her attitude to fight against someone too weak for her. “Fuck.” she cursed when she’s almost out of breath. She stopped and catch her breath. She turned to Varagons warriors. Most of them have well-built bodies. They were wearing a beige tunic and pants. They were wearing a brown jacket, an arm patch is affixed to their right arms, it has their logo. Their logo was a standing lion with a wide mouth opened and there was an arrow towards the lion’s mouth. There was another logo but it was affixed in the jacket. The logo was capital letter B, it has an arrow in it and it was wrapped with flowers which is Peony. Their uniform has a black belt with a silver buckle.

“Ok, I know you wouldn’t but, I think the warriors need a break. He gestured at the tired-looking men standing behind him. They had all shifted and thrown on shorts. They were muddy and sweaty; they resembled a group of soldiers returning from battle. I rolled my eyes. “How can we be sure our territory is safe if I can still get away every time?” I snarled. “Myla, they are the best-trained warriors in the world. Now please, put some clothes on.” I looked down realizing I was still stark naked. “Fine. Bunch of wimps.” All my warriors were looking down. “You would think they have never seen me naked before,” I rolled my eyes in annoyance as I pulled my sports bra over my head and slipped on a

Maeve POV “Put in some work!” I yelled at the warriors. They growled, coming at their partners with their swords. “Think of it as your enemy!” I yelled, watching the bloody men. They were wearing black shorts with swords. I split the warriors long ago; these are the warriors, my armies, and the ones I bounced out are the guards. Their training is not as exceptional as this; only powerful minds can pass this training, and we just recruit new people.

Even Li Ying, an old warrior who had been struggling to survive for most of his life, felt involuntary fear from the depths of his soul! "Senior Brother Ding, the Bumblebee is here..." Wang Xiaoqi summoned the Puppet of War as soon as possible. The Puppet of War, which could unleash the combat strength of a Martial Emperor in his hand, would definitely make more damaging attacks in Ding Hao's hand to defeat the expert of the Demon Clan. In the distance, the Demon Clan expert released his power, and the flames illuminated the night sky, turning it into the daytime. "Greedy little worms, go to hell, haha..." A savage, cruel laugh rang out loud.

the announcer says so quickly I stop breathing so I can hear him properly. "Commander Burk will be fighting a Mangog...Captain Nole will be fighting a Latroot...Lieutenant Modok will be fighting a Bunte...Commander Garlof will be fighting a Zobilo...Captian Cull will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says, and I try to recall the description of a Bunte. I read about all the beasts during the first week of being here and the names are all jumbled in my mind. But the Bunte is the creature Bolis chose to fight, so it can't be too bad.

"They will swarm you. They will use their numbers, their hierarchy, and their cheap political tricks to crush you. If you cannot handle three elite beta warriors in my ring, you will never survive the summit when you return." Before I could even settle into a defensive stance, Vance raised his hand. "Begin." The three warriors didn't hesitate. They moved as a synchronized pack, splitting up instantly to flank me. The largest warrior—a brute named Torin—charged straight down the center, his massive, calloused fists aiming a crushing strike toward my jaw. I ducked beneath his blow, my sneakers slipping slightly on the fresh snow, but as I pivoted to strike his exposed ribs, the second warrior

I could never understand him. "Yes you can Baby, I know you can. Just finish this fight and I'm gonna take good care of you, a few more rounds, that's it." My hands found their way to his cheek, knuckles brushing over it and his head leaned towards my hand, eyes closing shut for a brief moment but before he could lose himself into the inviting arms of comfort and reassurance, Mr. Kim remembered that he was in the middle of a fighting ring with a bruised body. Suddenly the blood behind the bright blue gum shield felt too gross and the scraped up skin of his knuckles that constantly brushed against the leather of his gloves burned too much. Kim Nathan could just fucking change into another per