Evolved Warrior Domination Novels & Stories

She turns to me, "Let's get ready, Lorenzo. The war has started already." I nod my head and walk fastly to the warrior squad den. I pull my robe over my hips, awkwardly cooling down my excitement. There will be plenty of chances to making love, but for now, we have to win in the war. "Alpha Lorenzo," the Commander of the squad hands me an armor and necessary equipments. I admire noticing his bulky figure, no wonder that he's immensely powerful. I also appreciate the fact that he doesn't disrespect me or anything, despite me being from another pack.

I had a feeling I would need it. “So,” I said, setting the glass down, “are you going to tell me where Mery is?” “Do you know why I sent her away?” I nodded. “Francesco told me. And you hinted at it too. She was a distraction.” “Partly.” His gaze dropped briefly to the wine before returning to me. “I was forced to act. Control only exists when you give your absolute maximum. The moment something slips through your fingers… everything collapses.” “But what was the problem with letting two people love each other?”

Winter POV: Four months have gone by since Donovan Ceremony, and I'm happy to report that all has been well. A couple of days passed before Donovan reached out, explaining his post-departure actions concerning our father. Learning that Donovan exiled him, leaving him a rogue, shocked me. Donovan personally revealed to me, after his ascension to Alpha, several implemented changes, notably the removal of male dominance and the establishment of equal pack governance. He also said that women are welcome to train as warriors. A smile spread across my face upon hearing of Donovan's unprecedented feat, shattering a time-honored tradition.

— I asked him with a seductive smile. —Rodrigo, I am in charge of training these warriors,— he said, pretty proud and looking me up and down as he approached me. —I asked him curiously, and he looked at me, surprised that I mentioned Dominik's name without his title. —Beta Dominik! What if I am now the supreme warrior, and you are? —He said without looking away from me, and I could see the strong aura he radiated.

You have no communication, no direct line to the others emotions. It’s all a fluke until one or the other is dead. And I only realised that but a few nights ago. Obsidian acted fast and kept the favours in his corner. He didn’t think and he never allowed the blood or the flesh ripping between his teeth perturb him. And that’s why we won. That’s what our warriors need to learn. And as Dane had stated these attacks until the pattern is notice will greatly train the warriors of our pack his alike that nature and nurture are two different things

The king then marched away from the room, leaving the space for the three people inside the room with the two constantly having a tight tension that was hard for Rose to breath in. Dominic was the one to start the conversation alive again, “I heard you know how to help Rose and her power.” Her green eyes could see how Starvos looked at Dominic again in a deep thought, as if there was words he wanted to utter but had no courage on it. “My family has always been a long line of being a warrior. We are known to fight many beings for being in the first frontline of the war, letting us to know much more about our enemy compared to others. Although I had never met a sorcerer, I do know how to fight

15. Philophobia (n.) Fear of being in or falling in love _________ "Why sudden rebellion?" Aban asked, he had come behind them in his car. He was sitting in his car, with the window glass rolled down and looked at the three of them. Waniya looked at him heatedly, "It's not sudden, Dad. This rebellion has been brewing inside us since many years." Aban did not reply to her. "I heard things about you two," he said as an afterthought.

At the middle stood an unmarried discard , their lower back to us as they typed on a holographic console. “Nyx,” I said, stepping forward, my weapon raised. The discern became slowly, their face in part obscured with the aid of using shadows. They have been calm, composed, their presence radiating authority. “You’ve come an extended way,” Nyx said, their voice easy and measured. “But you’re too late. Dominion is already reborn.” Ethan raised his weapon. “We’ll see approximately that.” Nyx smirked. “You assume you’ve gained due to the fact you’ve destroyed some hubs and scattered my people? Dominion changed into in no way approximately infrastructure—it’s approximately manipulated. And manipu

“I am below everyone, which is what a leader is, he helps pick everyone else up, not pull them behind him.” “You have been pulled before, which is why you sought to start your own Pack, then you fell in love with a Panther and started a war, admittedly the war has not reached your door yet but it is coming, and unknowingly you are creating an army, an army of every Preternatural species on the planet.” “I don’t seek out a fight, but I will happily defend what is right.” Dominic’s eyes flashed Wolf for a moment as his emotions on the matter grew close to the surface.

They never imagined that the usually meek and uninvolved Wyot could be so terrifying and ruthless when truly angered. Out of the fifty-three Lords of the Universe and more than eighty elders of the Doom Race, half were swiftly eliminated. They held significant power within the race, dominating their territories. Yet, perhaps due to prolonged protection and indulgence under the Jademora Empire’s Chancellor Xezal, they had forgotten the strict and dreadful rules of the Doom Race. With a swish, Wyot drew the Chaos Honlarne Sword, unleashing an overwhelming killing intent that engulfed the kneeling powerhouses.