Gordi Unicorn Wars Novels & Stories

“West Fang and Starfire packs.” I smiled at that. “Seems you see some reasoning?” he asked. The audacity of this man! West Fang was a pack that were filled with warriors, and they made the best weapons. Starfire, on the other hand, is a mine pack. The resources gotten from there are used to boost our wealth. “Isn’t that exploitation, Hansel?” I asked. “Add some respect to my name,” he said with gritted teeth. “It isn’t. This is a fair trade.”

That was what brought the war, but our kind was not able to interfere because we lost so many of ours and were grieving, especially the children and their mothers died and if we intervened, we would kill everyone by pouring out on you guys during the war which was what the witches wanted. Recently, during the investigation, I found out that some of the small packs have been cleared, all are dead, and the remaining have turned to Rouges. The Witches are waiting for this war to happen before they strike, so I think you should try to talk it up or remove the person involved so this problem can be solved, and then we can deal with the witches once and for all. I came to ally with you so we can t

Her eyes turn bloody Red, no sign of pupils or white in her eyes and she let's out a scream so loud I swear we are going to be deaf. I step back covering my ears and Trevor does the same, by the time the sound dies down, she's gone, it was only then it really dawned on me that the area is now more lit and you can hear the crickets and cicada’s, it was nothing but silence before *thud, thud* both warriors fall to the ground unconscious.

Almost instantly, some color returned to his cheeks, and he let out a long shaky breath. “Thanks Grumpy,” Jax muttered, leaning his head against the damp wall. “But you still owe me a new harness. This one is ruined.” Malakai actually smirked, a quick flash of white teeth that made him look human for a split second. “I'll put it on the tab.” But the moment of levity didn’t last. A sound drifted down the tunnel rhythmic mechanical clicking. Malakai’s face went pale. “Scout drones. They've breached the tunnels”.

Sofia brought champagne, Marcus brought food, Wes brought his characteristic optimism that everything had worked out exactly as it should. "I never doubted," Wes said, clinking his glass against mine. "Okay, I doubted a little. But I always believed the truth would win." "The truth almost didn't win," I corrected. "If Wakes hadn't gone to Montreal, if Heron hadn't kept evidence, if the crowdfunding hadn't provided resources Morrison's revenge would have succeeded." Sofia raised her glass. "To the army of people who refused to let that happen." My phone rang Wakes calling to congratulate me on the dismissal.

How could he be certain that something was going to happen? Abruptly, Jaedon stood up. He had been so shy last night, but now he seemed on a mission. He dressed quickly and then told me to dress as well. I did. “We must tell your mother and brother of our plan. We have to tell my pack and warn our allies up North. I think a war is going to happen.” My heart began to race. A war? I dressed quickly in jeans and a sweatshirt and he took my hand in his as soon as I was finished. He kissed me softly on the lips, sending electricity throughout my body.

The pack exploded into chaos the moment Derek said those words. “I claim Austin Gray as mine.” At first, it was silent. A heavy uncomfortable silence that felt like it was pressing down on me. Then everyone started talking at once. “This is crazy!” someone shouted. “You’re bringing shame to the Blood Moon Pack!” another person yelled. “The Moon Goddess would never agree to this!” someone else said. People were talking from over the courtyard. The elders were standing with their staffs in hand, and their robes were touching the stone floor. The warriors were getting angry some of them growling low in their throats. The air was filled with the smell of anger and hurt.

Realization dawned on Sara looking at the Horned snake's expression. 'They must have fought for the spot with the higher concentration of "Breath" and the Horned snake lost! That's why its pack is smaller. I can make use of it.' Sara went in the direction of the Horned snake with resolution. The beast was enraged by the small human trespassing its territory and shot out violet liquid spheres from its mouth. Sara dodged them and sensed that when they hit the ground they corroded it instantly, leaving deep holes in it.

She rose, her gaze fixed on the horizon where the city’s fires shimmered like a thousand crimson eyes. Below, Valenfort prepared for yet another war where humans, vampires, and everything in between would soon redefine what it meant to call something peace.

"No one can own a unicorn unless the unicorn decides to be owned. A few of them will let me ride them when I need it. That is what I am hoping for today." Gede walked toward the wild unicorn heard and ran straight into an invisible wall, smashing his nose. He grunted. Unicorns could make small force-field walls to stop an enemy from approaching. "Very funny!" Gede called. "You know I mean no harm, and these are my friends."