I'll Be The Warrior Mother Novels & Stories

Eilish breathed, lowering her blue-illuminated hands onto the warrior’s chest. “Treat, treat like that,” Ichthor nodded and stepped aside. How long Eilish stood, pouring Dar into the guardian, she did not know. Yes, only the Force was wasted. The healer held her soul, but it was not in her power to heal the terrible wounds. And suddenly the bloodless, numb warrior, as in early childhood, called his mother... Quietly, barely audible, with only lips: "Ma-ma ..." Lesana sobbed bitterly as she witnessed death for the first time.

RAVEN “You cannot break me like this, Kieran. You will not do this to me. Right? Right? Kieran, please answer me!” My voice cracked, raw from screaming, but I didn’t care. I struggled against the warriors’ grip, my body weak but fueled by desperation. Mother’s eyes locked onto mine, filled with regret and resignation. I shook my head no. It wasn’t over, not now. I still needed her, so much but she was gone just as I watched the blade come down…

I would track down this unseen adversary, confront them, and retrieve what was rightfully mine. With the light guiding my path, I charged forward, a determined warrior navigating the treacherous terrain of the unknown. I knew not what lay ahead, but I was armed with a mother's love—a force that knew no bounds. For I was Nemesis, a mother forged in the crucible of darkness, and I would reclaim my children from the depths of this abyss, no matter the cost.

Their Alpha has returned at last to lead them onward into an uncertain but shared fate, come what may. My mother waits until the others have gone before drawing near. Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears and pride. She says nothing, simply embracing me tightly. I cling to her, the fierce warrior who first taught me duty and sacrifice, finding strength for the path now laid before my feet.

"I didn't know what to do after you left me, but I ran straight into the arms of an Angel sent from above. I was upset with you when I found out you kept it a secret that I was not your biological daughter, but I forgive you now, mother. I know you did all that to protect me. You and dad were the best parents anyone could ever ask for, and I am sure you are now in a good place with my dad and my biological parents. I promise I will make you proud in all that I do. I am getting stronger and beginning to love the life with my fellow werewolves. And Mathew, that's the man that rescued me the night I left home, has promised to help me kick out my crazy mate from the trailer park. He is so good t

The pants King gave me this morning have stretched to keep me covered. "I need shirts made from this same material," I say, easing my foot from Beck's junk, and stepping back. The look in his eyes is the one from the previous evening. "You're Warrior," he says in awe. I straighten my stance and throw back my shoulders. "I'm my mother's daughter. My father's daughter. My grandmother's granddaughter. A Shadow Warrior. And most of all, Marinah. Can we be finished with this conversation?" King walks around me and offers Beck a hand up. His rise from the floor isn't gentle.

I finally stopped walking and looked upward at the darkening sky overhead. I couldn’t beg anymore. I couldn’t trust anyone else to save my mother. The only path left now was the one my mother had warned me never to take. The Warrior Trials. They said only the strongest survived them. They said nobody without a wolf could endure them. But none of those warnings mattered anymore. If there was even the smallest chance of gaining enough strength to save my mother, then that path belonged to me now no matter what waited at the end of it. I started walking again slowly, leaving the mansion and everything inside it behind me. My legs ached, my chest still felt raw, and my eyes burned from crying, b

my mother says. I swallow. “I choose to be Luna Queen Aislee Bleiz-Brodcraz of Shadowglade. If there is going to be a war, I don’t want to be the one who causes it. I want to do everything in my power to stop a war from happening. This is within my power.” My mother and Zoey both hug me gently, trying not to crush my dress. “You’re my brave, brave girl,” my mother sniffles. “No crying, either of you,” Zoey admonishes us, though her own eyes are shimmering with tears. “That make-up is pristine, and I want it to stay that way.”

“No way. First of all, she’s with the boys protecting them. And second, she doesn’t fly.” “Looks like she does, Luna,” one of the warriors said, looking up and then running into the next fight. Troi blew out more fire, igniting several vampires that were in the process of rushing my mother. I watched her in awe as she did it again, carefully avoiding our warriors and decimating the enemy.

I told you, my mom is a badass. I let out a sigh of relief, but it was premature when easily a dozen others I didn't notice come out of nowhere. I suck in a sob, Mom may be a badass, but there's no way she can take on that many alone. They swarm her, and she lets out a vicious snarl that I could even hear all the way up here. There's a ray of hope when I see a group of warriors rushing towards her. My father was the head warrior; there was no way he would leave his mate and his daughter out here to fight on their own. Proving me right, my dad's gray wolf is leading them and heading straight to my mother. The warriors reach the vampires and jump right at them, but it's not enough. There were