Lady Sif And The Warriors Three Novels & Stories

"This is your payback." The dark warriors that had been watching in panic turned their gazes on Elaina as she began to move forward sword in hand. "Get out of my way." Elaina bellowed as she charged forward thrusting her sword into one of the dark warriors abdomen. Pulling it out she twirled slashing another across the chest before stabbing another through the heart. As she fought on the dark warriors continued to surge forward one by one attacking Elaina and trying to take her down before she could reach their leader.

“Like I said before, it went too fast. I couldn’t see. All I saw was her face and the battle raging behind her. Neither Devin nor Xander were there.” All three of our heartbeats pick up, fear for our friends permeating the air. Meredith continues. “The Goddess spoke to me, as well. She called it a ‘war of threes.’ There will be three deaths, three victories, three different trios, and three losses. We will be betrayed and experience great sorrow and joy. She insisted that I warn everyone. That we be prepared.” She looks a little pale. I quickly get up and get her a Coke.

I'd sent my spy to gather information about The Lord of the Rings, and I was delivered the most shocking news of my life. Camilla, the Lord of the Rings' boss, has died, and the newly appointed boss has been given to Cynthia De'Lacruz, also known as the Queen of Mafia. Everything now dawns on me the reason for her changes. It must be a hard phrase to pass through for her, I'm sure this is the time she will need me the most, now that she's passing through emotional challenges.

Serena's POV Ten years later. Silver City. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in my top-floor office at The Claws headquarters, looking down at the city that never slept. The neon lights below flickered like stars scattered across the night. "Ms. Serena, congratulations on winning 'Security Strategist of the Year' again," my assistant, Maya, walked in, holding a heavy invitation. "That's the fifth time." The fifth time. In ten years, I’d gone from a heartbroken girl to a legend in the world of werewolf security.

And the words, “I said no.” A slow idea formed. “Bring me the Crescent Moon slave,” I ordered the guards. “And gather the warriors.” Murmurs spread instantly. A challenge. They loved those. Seraphina was dragged into the yard moments later. She looked worse than yesterday. Paler, exhausted, but still standing. Good. If she had the strength to defy me, she had the strength to fight. I stepped forward. “New rules,” I announced. “Today we make this interesting.” The warriors straightened.

“Where?” “The western border,” the warrior said quickly. “They came out of nowhere. We fought them back, but it was a distraction—there was another group. They got inside the walls.” Luca swore. “How many?” “Enough.” The warrior swallowed hard. “And they’re not alone.” Seraphina’s stomach twisted. “Victor.” The warrior gave a sharp nod. “Yes, Luna.” Seraphina didn’t wait. She grabbed her weapons from the table and strapped them to her waist. Luca did the same, his expression dark.

Leo’s POV I heard the loud clatter of a tray landing on the floor. It was so loud that it made Nova and myself startled. The maid let out a scream and ran out of there. We both quickly ran inside only to see Miss Warrior laying there motionless. A few minutes ago she was there standing firmly and asking questions to the maid with the sharp look she always wore. And now she was laying on the ground, limp like a puppet without any string. My breath hitched, as I stood there like I was frozen. My body was not able to move, my mind couldn't make sense of what had just happened. Miss Warrior wasn’t supposed to fall. She has always been strong. She never stood behind but in front of others.

She reached for their hands, needing a moment to ground herself before moving on. Turning to the warriors around her. “We have drawn a line in the sand. We have challenged the Elders and their old ways of ruling. I will not command you to fight by my side, but I will ask you to. Now is your chance to leave and no one will say a word about it.” She paused and waited to see if anyone would leave. To her amazement, no one did. The Sapphire Flame pulsed brightly and then shot out into the crowd of warriors. The Flame licked each of them and then returned to Zalindra. Each of them now carried a faint blue glow marking them as hers.

"May I speak?" I nodded, gesturing for her to continue. She cleared her throat, her eyes darting to Sarah before she spoke. "Lady Sarah and four other warriors were the ones who insulted our Luna. I overheard them yesterday during training. They called her…” she paused, but I urged her to continue. “They called her damaged goods." she added. The room fell silent, the weight of her words hanging in the air. Sarah’s eyes widened in shock, her mouth opening as if to protest, but I shot her a glare that silenced her immediately.

The warriors looked at me hesitantly, their eyes flitted between Jeoffrery and me, their eyes seeking for permission from Jeoffrery. Eason walked to me and whispered, “Do you think they would obey us? They are all looking up to Jeoffrery.” Without giving him a response, I turned to the confused warriors. “Anyone who wants to back out is allowed, but you'll have to fight me first. If you win, you're free to go, but if you don't, off to war." I threatened. An awkward silence filled the air. “You are so full of yourself, woman. None of these warriors are in your league.” Jeoffrery scoffed.