Fusion Warrior Novels & Stories

If that meant laying his life down so she survived, then so be it. Hearing Lewis and Jamie run down the next flight of stairs grew an ache in his chest, that only disappeared when the first Red Dawn warrior came into view. He snarled, its sound reverberating through his body, echoing down the corridor. It rang with his fury; the fury for his fallen pack, the fury for his dead family, the fury for his wounded mate. A couple of the warriors hesitated, but more pushed ahead, their eyes locked to him, filled with a bloodlust Luna Eleanor had inspired.

I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. "Eleven years. You should be more informed," I snap. It's a foolish mistake to irritate a Warrior, but I'm tired of being undermined and treated as a disposable toy. He clenches his fists. He's the perfect impersonation of danger, and for the first time, I wonder who exactly I'm dealing with here. "Careful," the word barely escapes his gritted teeth. "We're done here. I will only answer to your Alpha," my voice comes out cold and detached.

Alpha Zephyr's arrival had shifted the tide of battle in their favor, and they were determined to seize this opportunity to press forward and confront the sinister group head-on. Alpha Burst, his voice carrying the weight of leadership, rallied Nampa's soldiers alongside Alpha Zephyr's warriors. "Forward! We take this battle to the heart of the sinister group. Together, we will end their reign of darkness." The alliance of warriors, a convergence of strength from different realms, surged forward with renewed vigor. Luna, Alpha Burst, and Alpha Zephyr led the charge, their forces melding seamlessly into a cohesive unit. The hunters, now facing a relentless onslaught, began to buckle under the

“But please, Russe. I truly loved you. My feelings for you were real.... I... I loved you, until I met him.” Russe looked at her for a long moment with no response, his face tensed up slightly. She would be the death of him, no doubt. Early next morning, the Teros Pack became unusually lively with various gossips about the Luna of the pack being pregnant with an hybrid child.

The Einherjar all fought furiously and ferociously even as Freya utterly crushed Eris against Dendrus’ antigrav field. The same dark anger that flowed out of her wove through all of them, and caused every single one to stop holding back. The viciousness of their prior lives washed through them once again, and poured all that darkness through their weaponry. And in doing so, absolutely massacred any Discordians or Federation in their path. Whatever few Imperials were left on the field were also fired on with wanton disregard, even if they were still trying to run from the fight.

I sigh and show him the container “what is it?” “Something from the Reapers Nation, it seems as though it severs the connection between the person and their wolf, which is why Carson was so resistant to Astrid, once he brought it up his wolf recognized her and accepted her, if we put it back things will go back to what it was Franny, I told you it will be unfair to do that to them and who knows what else will happen after it fully takes their heart over, it’s just too big of a chance to take”

The warrior almost turns green himself in front of me, ready to vomit. “I was shot with three bullets. The bullets were poisoned with wolfsbane. Fucking painful. This is the enemy we are now up against. They may not use traditional body combat so we need to make sure we are ready for any eventuality.” My voice is strong and my aura firm. I didn’t need to sugar coat shit, they could see from my back what the price is, what they are fighting against. “Now I’m still injured but I won’t go easy on you. Are you up for the task?” The warrior’s eyes are still wide until I rein him back in.

Although I want to stay, the time is not correct. I don't want to be Ryan's critical point right now. A few days ago, I heard Caser say that the FMS alliance was officially established, including three long-standing packs, Blue Forest, White Mountain, and Green Snow. They have formally declared war and have not taken back their words; this time, they want to overthrow Black Moon together. Even if I go back now, Ryan stops the fight, but he still gets attacked, and I become his only weak point; I'd rather be behind to help him out a bit. Then when the war ends, I will officially return to his side.

Note to self: Ask Adrian who they were later. With nothing else to do, I spent the day reading a book on my phone but got bored and ended up playing different video games, or—more accurately—getting my ass handed to me in a game called ‘Warzone Legion Xr’. A hyper-realistic shooting game that puts players into an underground warzone where criminals, assassins, and mercenaries fight for their freedom, using everything from different weapons and strategic sabotage, very Antonio-like. I kept losing to a player called WadeSlasher, and somewhere between our eighth or ninth match, I discovered, each loss cost me three thousand dollars.

I was dumbfounded, and I didn't understand why the Warriors didn't support each other against Rogues but slaughter each other. Elias clenched his fist. "Because they want to compete for the top spot. As I said, this is no longer a contest; it's more like a real war, and only the winner is the last one standing. Moreover, in the process of fighting with Rogues, warriors will kill them and steal the silver fangs that are worn around their necks. By the end of the third day, whoever is alive and has the most gamblers becomes the winner. So the warriors would hide in the forest to save their strength, usually until the last day they showed up and slaughtered each other."