Cinderpelt Warriors Novels & Stories

They gave in on our torture just in a day and started talking. When we reached the location after a day long run, 20 rouges were waiting for us. We had walked straight into it. We were easily outnumbered. But then again it's not easy to take down warriors of Pearl moon pack. We killed them all, but the last one took out the dagger and slashed me with it deep, right above my heart. He again lifted his hand to stab my heart but his hands were ribbed off by my man.

All of them were the broken pieces of a cruel society. I welcomed them all. But a pack of survivors wasn't an army. On the fourth morning, a rhythmic thumping of heavy paws signaled a new arrival. Twenty warriors stepped out from the trees. They wore dark tactical gear, and their scents were thick with ozone and dark earth. These weren't refugees. These were predators. "Kaelen sent us," the leader said, a massive man with a scar across his throat. "He said you’re building an army. He thought you might need some instructors who know how to kill more than just deer."

"I would never allow anyone to hurt my people, Leila. I promise you, they will pay for every mark on your skin." We reached the outer perimeter where the horses were hidden, but as we were making our final escape into the tree line, we ran into a line of warriors we weren't expecting. They weren't wearing the white and gold of the Council. They were bearing the marks of Ironclaw—Kael’s home pack. The warriors looked confused to see me, their eyes darting between my blood-splattered face and the girl in my arms, but they moved to intercept us anyway. They formed a semi-circle, their spears leveled at my chest.

But first, we needed to attend to our own fallen comrades. I walked over to where the six warriors lay, their bodies still and cold. I knew each of them by name, they had been my friends I'd trained with in the past. The most heartbreaking thing was the thought of their mates waiting for their return, not knowing that they would never come back.

what revenge could possibly be worth destroying the lives of innocent people… its savage, ruthless! Everyone started loading their kit into the jeeps, each picking one to ride in. Heath insisted I rode in the first jeep that he would be driving along with Adeena, Mitch and his brother Warren who was also a warrior. Trey, Yen and Danny and another warrior had the jeep behind us and behind them was a long line of black jeeps that held brave and fierce Diamond moon warriors. As the first jeep in front, I couldn’t help but feel we were leading them on some sort of suicide mission... each of them leaving their world behind to fight for the Blue Moon. All I could do was hope the Blue Moon hadn’t d

L U C A S K I N G W A S still having a hard time in deciding whether to join the Warriors or not and it so happened that he wasn't the only one with a full plate as Susan Claire was seated in her office at the precinct, going through a group of files scattered all over her desk. The APD were caught in a fix with the rampantly rising drug smuggling cartels which started out in 2026—two years earlier. "We just caught one, Captain!" came a voice from her door.

A dread older than time crawled through the air, slithering under their skin. Birds screamed, fleeing into the night. The wind howled as if mourning. “She’s here,” Thora choked out, stumbling back. A collective shudder passed through the gathered warriors. The clouds did not simply gather. They circled. Something was coming. Zander was blind to all of it, trapped in a world of his own devastation. He sobbed against Butterfly’s hair, rocking her still form, pleading, bargaining with the gods who had long since abandoned him. “ZANDER!”

The clearing in the woods went silent. All were looking at the woman. "Who sent you?" asked Mithraos. "Karivayis," said the woman and in that moment two warriors in the Mauraye side cut their own throat. All understood the seriousness of the situation. "What was the plan of Karivayis?" asked Rishi. Karivayis are the darkest of the group in Arthanava. They are believed to be living like animals. They leave only bones and skeletons after a war. They are also said to be the most blood hungry ones.

Khalid began to invite Chyou Chen on every mission, in a few years their name seemed to be a scourge that was feared by all warriors in the world. The two of them make a very great killer couple. until one day, they got a mission to kill a warrior in one of the sects which at that time became the black sect that everyone hated the most.

Ricky scowled, "Jino won't put his hearing aid because of this. We are not fan of guns." "You were saying about Circle." Neal stated, suddenly remembering about their conversation and how it went to tattoos. "Oh yeah! So...we Rendells kind of works like pack." Ricky started, "Hunter is what we can call an Alpha where Kaiden is beta, second in command. And my brother is delta, third in command and we are the warriors." Ricky continued when he found Neal listening intently, "See that ponytail over there?" he pointed at a black haired guy, leaning against a van, his shoulder length beautiful hair tied behind.