Ferncloud Warriors Novels & Stories

The sword began to tingle in his grip as Rhychard blocked another swing. He could hear the words the other Warriors were chanting and soon the words began to make sense to him even though he couldn't make them out. He focused on Mephalus, but he repeated the same chant as the others, reaching with everything Kree taught him into the sword. He felt the other Warriors, felt their lifelines. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a tall, thin elf with long blond hair look at him, a smile on his face. Then he nodded at Rhychard and melted into the air, his life force flowing toward Rhychard and entering the sword once again. The blade pulsed with the added energy and Rhychard felt it grow more soli

Tommy jokes, playfully showcasing the dynamic of their mate bond. Subsequently, the commander meticulously examined the enchanted armour worn by the ferals, hinting at the possibility of them constituting a scouting party or a formidable strike team. Tommy and Jenna, visibly taken aback, absorbed the commander's explanation of the rarity of feral groups and the ominous presence of a powerful seer among them. Expressing gratitude for her rescue, Jenna proceeded to introduce herself. However, the commander and his warriors were entranced by the unusual shade of black that adorned her hair. The three warriors, in a playful jest, challenged Jenna to a game before leading the way into their subte

*** Xander's POV *** The compilation of a new army required a massive re-indexing of resources. I stood on the training grounds of the White Mane Pack, looking out at the rows of ten thousand elite warriors. Yesterday, they were an invading force, paralyzed in the mud by Sereia’s catastrophic Kernel Panic. Today, after running our filtering script, over seventy percent of the baseline warriors had chosen to accept the new firmware. They weren't just prisoners of war anymore. They were a reconditioned data array.

He told me strictly and then he pointed to a door on the side. “Behind that tall door are warriors, warriors wounded by ferals and Rogues that hunt and trespass by night.” He said and muffled groans and cries from the other room became apparent to my ears. I tensed And he began reading from the list again, his hand shaking a bit now. “You will be required to assist the caregivers and nurses in tending to the warriors injured by the ferals and Rogues.” He read and took a pause during which he sighed before continuing.

"Fiona, we've been over this!" "Have I not been playing by the rules?! Give me a break! These are my people, my friends, my family. I am not going to send them into any battle and not fight by their side!" The front door flew open, and for a brief second all of my lead warriors were ready for blood until they recognized the face of our intruder. "Cerulean? What are you doing back here? Did you forget your manhood somewhere? I'm pretty sure it's in the wolf's pocket."

The others were still engaged with the enemy when suddenly… "Charge!" Around two thousand men in Wyvern Peak battle suits rushed out from deep within the rainforest, with Flynn leading the charge and weapon in hand. Everyone smiled when they saw this, and Gloria said, "Our people are here to assist us!" "Flynn, captain of Wyvern Peak's fourteenth squad, reporting for duty!" "Welcome back to the fold, Flynn!" A battle cry rang through the air. "HA-HOO!"

hybrid is death sentence, especially for the nonoriginals among us. I now fully understand why the four chosen ones and their houses have to come together and work as a team. I'm glad we reached out to the Howells because we wouldn't have been able to last this long on the battlefield without each other's help. As we fight, Eric and I flash around the battleground in a bid to watch everyone's backs. The War-Cloud warriors are not originals, nor do they have superpowers to protect themselves like us. Even with the experiences they've gathered from fighting different wars, they wouldn't last a minute fighting these killing machines without the right weapons.

I need Marinah to dig into our history texts and see if she can find anything about the female Warriors that would help us manage her behavior. As we ride through the inlet town once known as Cienfuegos, a few people stop and wave. We've renamed the area Homestead One. Approximately five hundred people live here, including one hundred Shadow Warriors. Among the humans we have a little over one hundred children, several of them Warriors, though it will be years before their beasts emerge.

They attacked from afar, controlling their swords using telekinesis. They were just inside a jungle when the clamor of battle broke out from behind them. It was Gu Feng and Xiao Ning who had caught up. The two warriors made short work of the pair of Nirvana Realm Envoys and were subsequently joined by Guifeng and Yang Qing and his men, all of whom bloodied and hurt.

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.