Horah Loux Warrior Novels & Stories

Time ticked painfully. The kingdom slept under the noise of the rain, unaware that their Luna was fighting for her life and that of the unborn heir. Liora stood, a gold hairpin clenched between her hands, and pointed forward. Her hands were trembling, and her wolf was restless. “He is close…” Ora kept repeating the words in her head, and with every word her anxiety grew. “I… I can’t die here,” Liora whispered. Her hands weren’t the only part of her body shaking; her legs were threatening to fail.

Below, the Lunar Sentients and the Horax were locked in a battle that had no rhythm, no end, no mercy. Their magic painted the air in streaks of silver and black—light clashing with dark, swords swinging between spellfire, and blood soaking into cracked stone. I watched a Sentient, young and trembling, hurl a disc of glowing moonlight at a Horax warrior—only to be impaled by a jagged obsidian spear before her spell even landed. She fell beside the man she killed. Both turned to ash when the next blast hit. Screams were like wind now—constant, shifting, endless.

Xander hums quietly beside me, rocking slightly on the balls of his feet as he follows every movement, clearly enjoying the show as much as I am. Zahra lands behind the second warrior, loops an arm around his neck and drives one knee into the back of his leg. He collapses as her weight drags him down, and she tightens her forearm beneath his chin. He claws at her arm, struggling to breathe, but she's positioned too well for him to break the hold. The third warrior grabs her from behind. For the first time, a few voices rise in support of her. Murmurs and gasps ripple through the crowd, and no one seems to know who they should be rooting for: the warriors they have trained beside and grown up

Nicole lifted her chin. “I am Luna by blood and by right. And I will lead. Not as the shadow of a man’s claim. Not as the broken thing you thought you left behind. But as myself. And if any of you doubt that—” her eyes swept the chamber, daring, burning, “—you can stand. And fall.” The words struck like a thrown torch. For a heartbeat, the chamber held its breath. And then the whispers began. They were sharp, frantic, hungry. Wolves exchanging looks, elders murmuring, others leaning back as though already bracing for the war her declaration had summoned.

Fucking annoying. Around us, Nox’s army—wolves from Starfall and allied packs—stood in tense formation. Rogues had filled in the ranks, too, and though their loyalty was questionable, they were willing to die for the chance to tear down Eamon’s empire. In total, we had 2,300 wolves. Eamon’s forces? More than 3,000, if Vad’s intelligence was to be believed.

SOPHIA POV The air was stiff while taking a walk with Xylah, this was because none of us wanted to be in the same company as each other.. As we walked, I heard noises and cheers going on in the distance. "What's that noise?" I asked. "They are recruiting new wolves to join the army," she replied. "You do not want to go there, the men there will be covered in their own sweat and blood," she complains. "Yuck right?" She asked but stopped talking when she noticed my interest. "Oh I forgot, you used to be a beta, those are your thing," she mumbles.

While he moved back to his side of the ring. The sparring between the two of us went on for a few more matches and by the fifth one, Alpha Xavier says, “I have seen enough.” As he moves into the ring and picks me up into his arms and twirls me around. When he puts my feet back onto the ground, he looks at his warriors and says, “We have a she wolf worthy to call our Luna.”

The warrior and woman were talking to one another while Lora spoke in a high pitched voice telling them they were doing it all wrong. Lora had the nerve to actually step forward as if to push the woman out of the way so she could take over and demonstrate, but the warrior picked the woman up and moved her before Lora could collide with her. Lora slipped when she tried to grab a hold of the wet counter and fell to the floor. “Look what you did!,” Lora yelled. I just shook my head as I rubbed my hand down my face. I think it’s worse now that alpha isn’t even here.

I learnt a long time ago , there's no point of speaking , when none is going to value your words . Third person pov : Hoor was looking stunning in her deep red lehnga. Her step mother always felt wary of her .Hoor had gotten the best features of her father and mother . Hoor's step sister was a year older than her. She was beautiful with her black hair and grey eyes , but it was nothing compared to Hoor. Her stepmother didn't want any troubles for her own daughter(Aiza) thats why, decided to marry her off . ........... On the other hand , Arhaan was standing in front of mirror wearing a black 3 piece, combing his hair when his phone started ringing . He picked the call , seeing it was from h

Loren took them in his guild and trained them to become Lycan warriors. ' Lonely wolves abandoned by their pack are no longer wolves. They become living weapons, they try to do everything to please their new owner...new pack's Alpha so that they don't get abandoned again, right Alora,' I talked through mindlink with my wolf while walking through the palace's corridors. ' Yes, Martina. I'm sure they'll do what you've asked without getting emotionally attached with that vampire girl,' Alora replied. Seeing Ryuk and Goel's situation, their Alpha is Loren. And Loren is my mate which means the warriors [ Black knighthood] trained by Loren sees me as their Luna.