Erin Hunter Warriors Novels & Stories

They were all for Zendaya taking the bullet for them if the opponents would let them escape. Hunter shouted, “Do not fear, Zendaya, nobody can hurt you as long as I am here.” He was a heavenly prodigy, at half step to Mystic rank. He had absolute confidence in his fighting prowess. As one of the best fighters among the younger generation of Michigan’s Stoermer family, he was respected wherever he went. With that, it was rather inevitable that he thought high and mighty of himself and might looked down upon others. ‘Hmph, what a bunch of thieves. Even if you have guns, I might not lose to you!’ With that thought in Hunter’s mind, he threw a punch at the deck.

Covering up the hole with some moss, she dusted off her dress and hurried home, her thoughts of the Hunters exposing her long gone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "They're here! The Hunters have arrived!" The cries of the young boys ran through the whole village, many men and women coming out to see the sight. Liam riding in front, followed by nine other men, all on horseback. On the back of Liam's horse was the dead carcass of a mountain lion, and his quiver held an unusual number of arrows. Instead of the standard twelve like the rest of the men in his party, it held 15, two from the archer who had shot the beast earlier, as well as the arrow aimed to warn him.

on my light pink gown. Who cared anyway, Well, a lot of people care about it, but I didn't, I was too awesome for that. The forest came into clear, to revealed a small circle patch without trees looming over it, stood a house. Wooden, light brown, matching the color of dry ground below it, it stood tall but barely there. I inhaled, gathered all my courage and stepped closer to the house, my guards long gone. They didn't know the way to the small shabby house of the warrior. A house where i would knock at soon. I raised my hand to knock on the cracked old wooden door. "Who are you looking for?" A deep rough voice startled me. I almost jumped three feet in the air. I turned slowly to

"You're one of us, right?" We heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and she immediately released me. We were standing in front of the mirror when the door opened and a blonde guy walked in. He was Aaron. He stared at us strangely and said, ``I thought i heard something, Miss Wilson." I looked at Cathy who turned to the other side. "Nothing. Get out of here. This isn't the male's bathroom." I yelled and he walked out. I turned and saw Cathy seething in anger. Her eyes had turned light blue and I went into her thoughts. 'Hunters.'

“Alpha Damien, Hunter has arrived.” It’s Sierra. What a great timing. And I meant that sarcastically. Hunter is famously known as the best warrior trainer in all of the United States. When I was on my three-day vacation I realized that Catherine needs to develop her warrior skills so she could fulfill her role as the Luna of Blood Moon Pack. Furthermore, I figured she’d be able to use it to defend herself effectively in case I wasn't there to protect her. That would prevent any more problems in the near future.

"So I hear you identified a Hybrid, well done" "Its not that much of a feat" Danté said reaching for his fridge "Beer?" "Yes please" Of the three hunters that made the final tryouts Danté and Vincent where like brothers, the third was a huntress named Xena and she herself was gone with the wind to Danté, he hasn't seen her in years. The two sat down and cracked the cold beverages "Anything I should know about her?" "Not much I can really say... Accept" Danté brushed his chin.

There is also a tattoo of a pup’s paw on his neck. I choose to ignore him and look straight ahead at my prize. There will be three hurdles in this trial. The first one was designed to test our agility and wit as well as to prune off eighty per cent of the competitors. That means out of fifty of us, only ten will advance to the next level. Hunter has not made it easy for us. I recall him saying that not everyone has what it takes to be a warrior of the Storm Riders’ pack. “You need both brawn and brain to survive in the werewolf world Elena, lose one and you’re out of the game.”

“You will stab the katana with your combined powers into the ghost’s chest.” The hunters looked at each other and, even hesitantly, they followed what Tyler said. Raven immediately released electricity from her Katana and Damon approached Raven to release fire from Raven’s Katana. Hugo approached Cael, and when Damon and Raven finished, Raven threw the katana at Cael, who caught it.

“Is that the same Tora who fought with the wolves in the dragon battle?” “One and the same,” Cheyenne said proudly. “My right hand. General-level scary when she’s pissed off, but the best kind of loyal. And her mate, Jax, is Gunner’s right hand and our warrior trainer. He’ll grill you a steak and gut your enemy in the same hour.” Tyler smirked. “Welcome to the family.”

One of his warriors opened the door for him as they took the dishes. "Lock it securely from the outside and double the guards. The Luna is a Lycan," I heard Hunter say. The warrior glanced at me and chuckled, but she's so tiny." I raised my hand and shifted it and the asshole swallowed uncomfortably. The door soon shut and I could hear all the locks clicking.