Fairy Tail Warrod Novels & Stories

His helm was a crown of jagged iron, his cloak woven from shadows themselves. Varrow. The warlord raised one hand, and the entire battlefield seemed to bow. His voice carried across the ruins like thunder made flesh. “Killian.” The First laughed in Killian’s skull, triumphant. “At last.”

If he was over there, then who… I whipped my head back to the man beside me, my eyes widening in shock. “Brother, I must say…your woman must taste nice. Too bad you caught me before I got a taste of her,” he muttered, making my eyes bulge. “Get out,” Prince Darion ordered, and I caught sight of the way the man licked his lips, casting a sly smile before brushing his shoulders and walking out. I couldn't miss the coldness in Prince Darion's eyes once the man whispered something in his ear before leaving.

He wanted to see what kind of blueprints he'd be able to receive for this simple job. On the other side of the telepathic call, Shiroa was currently in an NPC restaurant in SC Pier City, sharing a table with someone. Before Shiroa sat a handsome man in plate armor, identifying him as a warrior. This warrior possessed short brown hair, similarly to Guardian Knight, but wielded a giant battle-ax as opposed to the sword and shield that the latter uses. Naturally, this player was Blade Warlord. At the moment, Blade Warlord looked a bit run down but he was still capable of captivating others with his looks. Seeing that Shiroa was no longer speaking and was staring off into space, Blade Warlord sp

Fuyu retorted. “I do not want to fight you… not right now at least. I'll just have the boy and disappear.” Hayes said, his voice gradually fading away. Fuyu chuckled. “You and what Army?” He looked towards the trees and, with a tilted brow, said, “Them?” “You'll see soon enough.” His fading voice echoed in my head. A big black, rugged-looking wolf stepped to the frontline; his eyes glowed a dangerous red, and a scar ran from his forehead down to his cheek. He growled at Fuyu, declaring war, and Fuyu smiled, his eyes glowing darkly.

Inviting Jason and his mate Thalia in, I politely asked her to take a seat. Thalia's presence brought a sense of calm to the room. Her confidence and poise were evident as she began to speak, elucidating the complexities surrounding Amara's true nature. I listened intently, absorbing each detail she shared, and it became clear that Amara was no ordinary wolf. She was a hybrid, a remarkable fusion of wolf and witch, destined for greatness if unbound appropriately.

“What is it? What did I say?” Fallon spoke, “Avian Wodan was once Avian Deerling, a fae princess. She was a fine warrior, and Odin plucked her off the battlefield, making her a Valkyrie daughter. All Valkyrie daughters have the surname Wodan. It is said she later fought against the shadows in Scotia rock and died in battle. That was around 900 years ago if I remember correctly." he had a dark look on his face.

Her nostrils flared and jaw clenched. "Bastard," she muttered under her breath. "I'll get you back for this," she claimed loudly and stomped her way out of the ground. . . . . _____ . . . ."Minahil what happened? Have you swapped the party and now you are a companion to the angels because the descendant of Devil like you can't be happy over the success of her enemy." "Who said he is going to win?" Minahil sniggered whilst turning to face Yara.

He was also a top-tier witch and the newly awakened Spirit of the Moon. He drew a slow breath but quickly wrinkled his nose as he made a small, disgusted face. “What is that smell?” The royal physician, Cordin, Porsha, the Ice Fairy Queen, Queen Lillian, the Ice Fairies who we're still awake, and the babies all blinked, still in awe of what had just happened to Ron. They didn't even know how to react. One moment he was groaning in pain, all sweaty and bloody and the next, he was all fit, fully dressed with a weird looking staff and a crow on his shoulder, asking them what was smelling?

Cora and Rose exchanged a quick look and then sprang into action, their wolves shifting before my eyes. Cora’s white wolf was slightly smaller but beautiful, her fur shining in the rain-soaked darkness. She was strong, though, her muscles rippling beneath her coat as she moved with grace and lethal precision. Rose’s golden wolf was a bit larger, breathtakingly beautiful and together they were a force. Even with the rogues closing in, their wolves stood firm, prepared to fight, positioning themselves between me and the rogue wolves.

] [Dragon King: They don’t look like they know we are here. [Fire Phoenix: That red-haired is annoying me for some reason.] [Fairy Queen: Same feelings here @Fire Phoenix.] ……. A/N: For clarifications: Dragon King - Oliver Troublemaker Goblin - Jethro Silent Werewolf - Draven Snow Fox - Snow Not Little Mermaid - Nayara Fire Phoenix - Lumara Fairy Queen - Crystal Do you like these nicknames I made for them? On the other note, thank you for reading~ lovelots