Daisy Warriors Novels & Stories

“We have an enemy in our midst.” The words shook me back to reality. Enemy? I had no time to process before he stepped past me. I froze as his chest brushed the tip of my nose, the heat searing my skin, stealing another shaky breath from me. The scent of him—sweat, wood and earth, —clung to me, it wrapped around me, and made it harder for me to think straight. And then my blood turned to ice. Daisy…she had a problem controlling her powers and that was the reason she had to force her way in, killing a lot of people in the process…instead of vanishing or turning invisible like she used to.

Lucien and Hades stood, their eyes wide in shook as they watched Daisy’s swiftness. Her movements were defined, and each blow she landed on Lyra was fatal. She wasn’t a trained wolf, but Hades was sure she would have floored an average trained wolf. Lyra shrieked, Daisy had just plunged her claws into her shoulder. Hades watched with pride in his eyes, Daisy wasn’t fighting to kill, no, she was fighting to disarm her opponent. It was a tactic only skillful warriors used, a game of mouse and cat. Lyra was the mouse in this sick game, and Daisy was enjoying the way she was toying with her.

Bang” Three shots and Daisy’s waist and helmet disappeared and she felt on the ground knocked already. She smiled looking at her character on the screen which was helplessly crawling out from the room and two more players of the opponent teammate entered inside the room. One of them already started reviving their knocked player and another chased Daisy who was trying her best to survive little longer what if her teammates would come for her. Though there was no hope for them to come for helping her as third and second players were not even in her building and the first player was still fighting with the four or five opponent players alone already. So expecting his help was also not a wise th

“We will do it. I need a day or two to choose a team to help us set and spring the trap. But our plan must be flawless, or I will call it off.” “Agreed,” I said. “Take me home so I can practice my battle skills.” “She is quite the warrior,” Victor told Alex. “Her maternal great-grandmother fought in the Cantor War,” Alex said. “Joanna used to say Daisy had many of her traits.” Wow, what a compliment. I was honored to be considered a warrior. But I was tired of fighting. I wanted the red wolves to be captured so I could concentrate on Victor’s ascension, college, and my wedding.

~DAISY~ I popped my eyes and stare at the girl. "Who is in?" She asked as she roamed her eyes around the room. Everyone raised their hand except for me. Now all their attention was on me, Kelly nudged me and whispered. "Raise your hand daisy, it will be fun." I shook my head in disagreement. "I don't want to play the game." I pouted The girl walked up to me. "Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed.

We are assigned duties for the pack. My mom Martha Davis is an assistant to former Luna Angela and my dad, Joseph Davis, works in one of the Alpha Jason's company. I, too, will be assigned some duty from tomorrow. But that's ok. Well, truly speaking I want to be a Warrior of our pack. Tough, and strong, just like our head Warrior, Viktor Kent. Ahh! He is soo amazing. I have been crushing on him for two years now, when I first saw him at pack house. I will be starting my training in two days and I will meet him again. Awwwww! I am so exuberant. I know the infatuation will be gone in the second I meet my Mate. The mate bond does that to you.

Warren of Bane pack nervously began to pace once again, running his hands through his waves of hair. " What is all the commotion?" A warm breeze suddenly washed over Makaria and the other skin, goose bumps pebbling their skin at the voice of such authority. Their goddess appeared suddenly along with her animal companions, all in their ferocious, saliva dripping glory. She was a sight to be hold in her moonlight cream tunic with her dangling weapons tied like a sash around her waist. " We are watching a tragedy of Warren and Pomelia take place my goddess," Callisto chuckled as the few other around Makaria began to slip away, making way for thier goddess.

"What are you doing here? You should be hiding with the other non-fighters." Daisy stepped into the room, and everyone could see the magical necklace glowing around her neck. "I can't hide," Daisy said quietly. "Because the witch who's coming... she's my mother." The room erupted in shocked voices. "What?" Austin said. "Your mother?" Maya asked. "You're Sabrina's daughter?" David said, looking confused and scared. Daisy nodded sadly. "My real name is Daisy Blackwood. Sabrina is my mother, and the rogue she-wolf who died five years ago was my sister."

The young warriors, on the other hand, were a bit inexperienced and naive. "Alpha Daryl?" one of the warriors asked, his face lighting up with recognition. Uncle Daryl nodded curtly, his expression softening slightly. "Welcome back, Alpha. We are sorry for keeping you waiting," the warrior said, opening the gate for us to drive through. As we entered the pack's territory, I couldn't help but notice how different everything looked. The trees seemed taller, and the branches seemed to sway in unison as if they were welcoming Uncle Daryl back after a long hiatus. The air seemed fresher, and the scent of pine and cedar wafted through the car window.

Stepping into the room, Daisy quickly flipped her light switch. 'Dang it! The power is out again.' Her thoughts raced as she walked slowly into the dark room. Just then the light flickers on. "Surprise!" The voice of Allison Melody and her two friends Vicki and Christiana broke through the silence. "Happy birthday, Daisy!" Allison and her friend's voices reverberate through the apartment, echoing with warmth and excitement. Daisy stood frozen, caught between the rush of adrenaline from the initial shock and the sudden flood of relief that washed over her.