Life Of A Warrior Novels & Stories

At least six of them were orphans, raised by the pack itself after losing their families in the brutal world of rogue attacks and territorial wars. Life as a warrior was unforgiving, Damien knew that better than anyone. It was a path filled with peril, where every mission could cost you your life, your sanity, or parts of your body. Yet, these men understood the risks. They had faced death before and would face it again, without hesitation.

"Long ago, and miles away, there was a young princess, orphaned in a time of war. She was called upon to lead the armies of her kingdom, for there was no other. She was the fiercest of warriors, beloved of her people, unstoppable on the field. She rode out day after day and saved her subjects in battle after battle. But every night, when the fighting was done, she was alone. Until one day, a peasant boy came looking to join her army. Lonely and angry and fierce as she. For the first time, she found that when she strode out onto the field to save others, there was someone at her side...who had come to save her." Chapter 1 RPOV Song: Past Lives by BORNS, That Sea The Gambler by Gregory Alan Is

” I asked. “Originally from southern pack.” “Wow, you are long away from home.” I commented with a widened eyes. The southern pack was hours away from here. It was not common to see a member from that pack around here. My curiosity pique. ”What are you doing miles away from home?” “I am here for work,” “What do you do for a living?” I further asked. ”I am a warrior. I train people to fight.” He replied. “That explains your lean muscles.” I stated.

“Because of that connection, I was given the opportunity to enter the world of combat and become part of the warriors' ranks. If not for him, I probably would never have been accepted into such a dangerous field. Since then, fighting has become my livelihood. Every mission I take, every battlefield I step onto, is driven by one goal... to earn enough money to survive and fulfill my responsibilities.” "Remarkable... a female warrior?" the old man said, his voice filled with genuine amazement. His aged eyes studied me carefully as well. "I've lived this long, and yet this is the first time I've met someone like you. You must be exceptionally skilled in battle if you managed to survive on the b

Elleanna’s voice carried into the front as she sang and baked “…Now I’m a warrior…Now I’ve got thicker skin…I’m a warrior….I’m stronger than I’ver been..And my armor, is made of steel, you can’t get in…I’m a warrior…and you can never hurt me again….Out of the ashes, burnin’ like fire….you can save your apologies…you’re nothing,but a liar…I’ve got shame, I’ve got scars…that I will never show…I’m a survivor…In more ways than you know…” She took out the cookies and moved them to cool down then she began baking a homemade carrot cake. “…there’s a part of me that I can’t get back…A little girl grew up too fast…All it took was once, I’ll never be the same….Now I’m taking back my life today…Nothing

Alone. He smiled and waved at them, then continued instructing the warriors. “Bend fast! Don't give your opponent a chance at you,” he told them, “remember it's not a game but a fight for life.” It was for survival, in this battle, either one of the pack would die and there were no two ways about it. We hoped we would win. With the children in my hand, I picked them up and strutted inside with a pang of guilt. Artemis Pov

He was only pretending to forget so he wouldn't talk about it. “Why did you say you've been alone all your life? What about your family?” I asked, remembering I had only met his sister on that particular day and none of his family members. “Well, my father was a warrior and my mother a warrior too. It was at those times, that women were also warriors so my mother was trained. When my sister and I were still young, we were trained to be warriors too. My parents would go out and come back so late. Our childhood was taken from us and we became adults fighting for our lives and for everyone else.”

Ugh, Agatha has always been like a nice person, but now, since her brother has gone to a higher school to take over his father’s role as Alpha, she is impossible, and it has lasted for 2 years now. Especially for me. I don’t have more nerves or strength for anything, I mean, Alpha Tod is a good man, but he doesn’t know all that his wife or daughter does, especially when omegas are involved. I wasn’t always an omega, no. My parents were the main warriors in the Shadow Creek pack, but they died when the cruelest rogues Alpha attacked us, and I was only 14. I said to myself, that I would not fight, but I trained secretly when no one was around.

Amid the atmosphere of extreme silence, those three warriors were lying on the ground lost in their own thoughts. Thinking about when their ordeal will come to an end. They were missing their families remembering their good times that they spent with them. The first warrior was married and had a daughter that was about one. He became emotional remembering her and tears begin to roll down his eyes. He said he didn't got much time to spend

” “Much there is to know, son. I have gone to more wars than you can ever think of or even imagine. I was a warrior back in my pack, back in the day. My father was the beta, and I together with my brother were warriors, so if you ask me, I know a lot about that too. I can give you a tip or two about what you need to know, although I don’t know much about duels, I might tell you one or two things.” “Oh wow, how come I was never told about this part of your life before?” Leo seemed a bit interested in the whole idea. “Perhaps you and I have never had this chat before. I have a lot of war stories I could tell you, but I am afraid we don’t have time for that. I know you have been preparing well