Lionblaze Warriors Novels & Stories

A few even went as far as to willingly break an arm as an apology, forcing them to have to rest within the village for a few extra days. As for the rest, they apologized with the first set but were secretly sneering at Draco Blade, thinking that he's a coward. This set includes both Draco Pine and Draco Scale, the third and fourth strongest warriors of the lizardman group respectively. Draco Blade could tell that these few were going to do something but since he had already given them a warning and secured the safety of the rest, he would not say anything more. He has already gone against his instincts for them once; he won't be doing so again.

"ARVAN, WE NEED TO GO TO THE BORDER IMMEDIATELY, ROGUES HAVE ATTACKED OUR PACK. Everyone was shocked and stood up immediately. Arvan looked at Liam and Liam nodded at him. "Let's go." Liam said. "I will come with you. My beta and Gamma are in this pack right now. I am calling them to join us." Blaze said while taking out his phone from his pocket. Arvan asked him, "Are you sure?" Blaze nodded at him. "Of course. We have just talked. We don't have any rivalry anymore."

Maybe I can reveal the person that controls the rogue wolves since it connects to the same person that they said killed my parents. I am not going to die here, no I am going to live and reveal that secret. The determination made me wake up, reaching for my spear at the nic of time and using it to slash him as I tried standing up. "A numbing poison," I muttered knowing the bitch added another kind of poison to it. For some reason I was happy my team wasn't around, although they could have helped but that doesn't mean I wouldn't be putting their life at risk. He was fast, someone has been training them but they won't know this and would think he is just an ordinary rogue wolf and would attack

Gayle roared, raising his fist in the air, "The Blood Pack's glory shall prevail." "The Blood Pack’s glory shall prevail," the warriors repeated after him. They shifted to wolves and ran to the rogue pack. A large number of rogues welcomed them when they entered the rogue territory. The rogue army outnumbered Blaze’s army. This terrified the warriors. Blaze mind-linked with his soldiers and boosted their confidence. "They may be numerous, but we are stronger and fiercer than they are. We will defeat them." "We will defeat them," all the warriors growled. Both armies rushed over and lunged at each other. Growling and snarling echoed in the air. The bones cracked and snapped. Blood gushed out

Damien's POV The celebration was in full swing under the Northern Lights. I held my drink, accepting congratulations from other pack leaders. Lila was clinging to my arm, the picture of perfect elegance. But I couldn’t shake a feeling of unease. Like I was forgetting something important. Suddenly, a gut-wrenching pain tore through me. It was a phantom silver blade, slicing open my chest and ripping my heart right out. "Argh—!" I screamed, falling from my chair.

Damon stood there, not able to come back with the answer but he could see how much she was hurting. "You won, Damon! The war is over!... Congrats!" She mumbled and closed her eyes in defeat. "Dil doesn't like when people touch her mark, please take care of her!" He closed his eyes and walked out of the room while closing the door behind him with thud. He was here to trigger her and make her angry but things turned out differently. "The war is not over, little fire!" He gritted. Mira sighed, trying to soothe the tightness in her throat.

His eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity, a reflection of the moon goddess's blessing that coursed through his Lycan veins. As the skirmish intensified, other warriors from the Red Moon Pack joined the fray, forming a united front against the marauding rogues. The air crackled with the clash of steel against fangs, and the forest echoed with the primal roars of combat. Limuel's pack members fought with unwavering determination, their loyalty to the beta evident in every coordinated strike.

“I’ve already deployed Eclipse warriors to defend, but there are a lot of them out there. Blood Moon and Darkfang warriors both. They’re demanding Cynthia.” I chuckle darkly. “Well, that demand will certainly go unmet.” “Vikrov!” Liam’s voice roars the moment he lays eyes on me. I spot him at the front of a crowd of enemy warriors. “Hand over Cynthia!” I chuckle coldly. “You dare speak to me like that?” I look more closely at the warriors behind him. There are over fifty amassed–definitely more than the Blood Moon pack could pull together on their own, pathetic as they are. “Looks like you got some help from Alpha Wylan,” I comment.

As the warriors sparred: their armor glowed with a beautiful: violet gold light: creating localized heat zones that resisted the mountain’s own evening chill. Leo moved with a heavy: grinding grace: his charcoal grey fur rippling as he demonstrated how to use the thermal energy to shatter the brittle: ice based structures of the Frost Wraiths. Beside him: Toby was a silver needle: his kinetic speed so high that the air around him ignited in small: controlled sunbursts. They were no longer just the boys I had raised in the Fringe; they were the generals of a new world: and the pride in my chest was so sharp it was almost painful.

Even at full strength, we couldn’t take on this many. Then—crashing through the broken stone door from earlier—Elijah’s team appeared like a wall of hope. Wolves in different coats—brown, gray, black—charging in with deadly precision. I recognized some of the fiercest warriors from our border units, rogues turned loyalists, and the best fighters we had. They clashed with the Shadow Blood warriors instantly, filling the room with the sounds of claws and snarls, of bodies hitting stone, of roars that shook the air.