Game Of Thrones Warriors Novels & Stories

Immediately Aren left to the pack house to where the lack warriors where training. He picked the strongest among them , whise name are called Devan, Stou, Dave, Kachi, and lastly Mike . After relaying the information the alpha had given him to them, they gathered together and left for the healers house. Looking from the window in his office, Dwanye saw Aren and the other remaining warriors leaving. He went back to his desk , expecting a feedback from them. On getting to the healer house, Aren knocked on the door. Nobody answered.

They had no more time for hesitation. Beside him, Rune and Lioren worked tirelessly, helping teach the new warriors how to wield the weapons. These were no ordinary tools; they required skill, precision, and a deep understanding of the forces that flowed through them. The young warriors who had been brought into Veyra's army in recent months were raw, untested, but they were determined—eager to prove their worth. Rune and Lioren guided them, teaching them not just the mechanics of wielding these ancient weapons, but the spirit that must accompany them.

I can feel my tears forming and dropping. Please, don't take him away from me! Please! And I finally drift into painful unconsciousness! ****** *WILLIAM* “From my observation, it seems that the warriors will all be coming from the strongest Packs of different cardinal territories. Hera came from Aquatic of the South,Aurora from Greenspan of the west and Zoe from Mystic of the East. Now, the fourth warrior Iris will for sure come from the strongest Pack of the South, Bronchus.” Zack states in length.

Beyond the eight God of War titans, they had even rallied an army of a staggering one hundred and fifty thousand soldiers! Fly Drakon caught the flicker of worry in General Chava's eyes and quickly reassured him, "General, ease your mind. The eight of us are a force to be reckoned with. Liam won't stand a chance if he dares to cross paths with us—he's as good as gone." Garna inhaled sharply, nodding silently, his thoughts racing. He hoped against hope that those eight legendary warriors, each a God of War from their own nation, could take down Liam, the feared Commander-in-chief of Pendragon.

Maeve POV “Put in some work!” I yelled at the warriors. They growled, coming at their partners with their swords. “Think of it as your enemy!” I yelled, watching the bloody men. They were wearing black shorts with swords. I split the warriors long ago; these are the warriors, my armies, and the ones I bounced out are the guards. Their training is not as exceptional as this; only powerful minds can pass this training, and we just recruit new people.

And armed warriors entered in perfect formation black armor engraved with the unmistakable symbol of the royal house. Tanya stepped back instinctively. Her mother whispered, shaken, “They found us too fast…” Kael moved in front of Tanya without hesitation. Protective. Instant. Unquestioning. The bond between them surged violently at the contact. Tanya hated how her body responded to it. Hated it more because it felt safe. The warriors advanced. Silent. Precise. Not rogues. Not hunters. Soldiers. Trained. Loyal.

Javier growls roughly. * * Lyrien snarls when he sees the blurs of warriors in front of him. He cannot even call them that. More like scrawny Betas and omegas who look as though they have caught some deadly disease. But they are quite abundant in numbers, their weapons are poised, directed at him, currently blocking his path...To his mate. The warriors he has taken with him are still quite behind, but that means nothing to Lyrien. His vision becomes cloudy with rage as he throws himself off his horse, tackling the first warrior who dives at him.

KANE'S POV I pick Serenity up and start running towards the pack so I can get her to the pack hospital. As I'm running with the warriors behind me, my wolf starts acting really agitated. "What's up, Thor?" I ask him. "This girl is special. Even though her wolf is weak at the moment, I can tell she's special. I need to help them and protect them." He replies, getting more agitated. "What do you mean special?" I ask him.

Its fingers alone were larger than towers. Black mist flowed from cracks in its skin. The Gatewalker immediately attacked. The two colossal figures collided. The impact shattered part of the city. Shockwaves rolled across rooftops. Entire districts vanished beneath falling debris. Even from this distance, the battle felt unreal. Nobody in the tower spoke. Nobody knew what to say. Eventually Rowan whispered the question everybody was thinking. "What in God's name is that?" Elara's face became grim. "One of the Wardens." The answer raised even more questions.

His long silver-gray hair was in small braids, and a dead man was lying at his feet. Trying to get a better view I narrowed my eyes at the prone body and realized that it was Styx. Confused about what I was seeing, I opened my eyes and said, “I don't understand!” Gavin shifted beside me and growled tiredly, “Get some sleep, sweetheart.” Pinching my lips together I rolled to my side and continued to try to figure out what I had seen. “Sergio Winters is a male warrior prodigy, ancient and extremely experienced. He probably challenged Styx to claim your daughter, and unfortunately, Styx lost,” Bria whimpered, and I ground my molars.