Greatest Warrior Novels & Stories

“You can drop the formalities.” Helion leans against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his white tank top. He’s one of the young ones–twenty-five–full of spite and fire. I was like him once. Ready to burn the world at the slightest inconvenience. That type of man is actually the kind of warrior I want in my ranks. They’re the hardest to break but the best in situations that require immediate action, when the body must separate from the rational mind. What kind of monster have I become?

Kada’s pov I stepped out of my room late at night to grab some water, but what I saw in the living room made my heart sink. My father, the legendary warrior once known as the greatest Alpha in history, sat quietly, staring at a framed picture of my mother and her wolf. It was a gift he had made for her when she was still a teenager, and the way he gazed at it, lost in thought, made me realize how much he still missed her.

If the boy was discontent enough, he may be useful. The young man eyed him haughtily. "Vidar." The boy drew himself up and puffed out his chest. Brand took a bite of stew to avoid laughing at the display. "Ah, son of Odin. A fine name for a fine young warrior," Brand told him after swallowing a bite of the mystery meat in his bowl. Vidar preened under the compliment. "My father is one of the Chieftain's most feared warriors. I will be in his personal guard one day."

Suddenly, a massively-built warrior steps to the front of the crowd, and all the warriors immediately fall back into place. “I’ll take the challenge!” The warrior roars. The rest of the warriors fall silent. As I look the warrior over, I suddenly feel a spark of recognition. This man is Warrior Garrett. I met him on the way back from the enemy pack’s territory. I’ve heard of him before–both Gamma Everly and Spencer himself have spoken quite highly about him. And judging by the surprised looks on everyone’s face, I have a feeling this soldier must be incredibly strong. Part of me wants to protest–after all, I doubt most of the warriors in the Lycan army could beat Warrior Garrett, so why woul

The most feared warrior of past decade; DEATH! Even Nicholai shook in an unknowable fear. He sensed no magic. He sensed no aura. Yet, he feels fear just looking at the eyes of his Lexus. It couldn't be? The tell tales of kings of past decade. The unbeatable and most feared warrior of all time; Death!

Their vigour and power had revived the fighting spirit of the soldiers and true to what Romeo had said, it seemed that all their troops needed was to see their power unleashed upon their enemies and they would arise and fight with everything they had. Even though there were still too many imperial armies swarming around them, the soldiers were now fighting at their full power and potential, and that was enough. Everyone must fight with everything they had to help their prince win the war and protect Dacria. The battle between Romeo and two half-blooded Werewolves were intense. These two half-blooded were beyond strong. They were among the five greatest warrior

The remaining abyssal demons became aggressive as the balance of power between the lands got disrupt. A single warrior walked through the road with number on his face. The other warriors muttered as that single warrior passed by. Suddenly, a warrior with a number on his arm confronted the lone warrior. "Hey boy! " The warrior spoke. But the lone warrior did not respond and continued his walk. "Don't ignore me you brat! " The warrior kicked the lone one. The lone warrior fell down to the ground as the confident warrior kicked his back. "You think ignoring me made you cooler? Your just a low rank warrior, I mean the weakest warrior in history! " The confident warrior then laugh as he continue

Legend bears witness to the battle of Haven Clark against an estimated one hundred thousand troops of the Fire nation's army. The battlefield that was originally a sea of ​​sand, turned into a sea of ​​blood and mountains of corpses. The youth was standing atop a mountain of corpses with the aura of a soul-devouring creature. Since then, all members of the military have made Haven Clark the God of War. Word spreads and shakes the Medicine Nation government, but Haven hides his identity and only gives his name as Clark. People refer to him as "Mr. Clark" only. Everyone in the military world is subject to Mr. Clark. For two years he was the Medicine Nation's best soldier, until Medicine Nati

Roman POV I got an urgent mind link from my warriors to get to my brother Reign’s home, my pulse hammering in my chest as I raced there. I contacted by mind link my oldest brother, Hamza, and a few trusted warriors to meet me there. Calling on my wolf, I pushed through the terrain as fast as I could, grabbing only a t-shirt and joggers, which I tied around my neck to change into later. Every second mattered. Every second was a chance to prevent more suffering.

I stated. "You will help me? Can you even fight?" She scrunched her nose, eyeing me up and down. "Ouch" Jia whispered. She knows my mate is insulting me, but I can't do anything about it. What she thinks? Am I a small kid? I can't fight? She doesn't know who I am. "Don't worry my people will help you we have the huge number of strong Warriors capable of taking down a huge army." Alpha said proudly.