Lionblaze Warriors Novels & Stories

Shifting is a nasty business, not to forget the pain. Being around family helps ease the pain just a little. Class 3 will be a choice going forward. Class 3 is for those wanting to continue becoming pack warriors or part of the Elite teams. Class four, which I belong to, is for those that want to specialize either in being Elite or Alpha/Luna Guards, and your training is determined based on your skill set levels. You can call Elite Warriors the Special Ops or Tactical team; only a few details of their training are; only Gamma Theo and his 2nd will know since they oversee those training sessions. Lastly, we have the Alpha/Luna Guards, which is self-explanatory but doesn't help. They specializ

"The Luna belongs not to you. She belongs to us. She belongs to the rogues. She belongs to the Omegas. She belongs to the war. She belongs to the end." "The rogues are a joke. The Omegas are a joke. The vampires are a joke. You are all a joke," Blaze growled, his temper hiding his features. "We will fight you. We will fight the vampires. We will fight for our Luna. We will fight for our packs. We will fight for our future."

“I, like my father, feel a strong sense of duty to this pack and our warriors. That’s why I train and fight alongside my team. Being a warrior is a dangerous job, but it’s also an honorable and noble job. It’s the reason why we’re able to continue our way of life and keep our loved ones safe. Everyone you see in the portraits displayed here today is a hero. They’re the reason we still have our homes, our school, our temple, and our pack territory. They fought not only for what we have today, but so that our children and our children’s children can continue to enjoy the amenities provided by the Midnight Maple Pack. They fought for what is most worth fighting for. “I, as your alpha, promise t

he corrected. I met his eyes. “I’ll ride through hell if he’s on the other side.” Something broke in his face. Not weakness. _Respect_. “Then we ride.” --- *The Blizzard* We left with 12 warriors. The rest held Blood Moon in case this was a diversion. Snowmobiles first. Then, when the drifts got too deep, wolves. Kieran shifted and was gone, a black bullet in the white. The bond stretched between us — thin, painful, but there. Every time he pushed harder, I felt it in my chest.

I followed close behind, my own Lycan snapping at the wind, razor-sharp claws striking wolves on the run, with their tails between their legs. The battlefield was carnage. Warriors from both sides lay scattered, everywhere, some still breathing, others forever still. The Frostfang banners had fallen, trampled into the mud. At the far northern line, we could still hear snarls, the clash of fangs and claws, the last remnants of their pack refusing to surrender. They would all be dead soon. Blaise didn’t hesitate. He charged straight toward the sound, his roar splitting through the frozen air. *For Ryker!*

A pair of eagle-like wings also grew from his back. Blaze, the daughter of Nyx—the female personification of night—and Oreas—the purple-winged God of the north wind and God of winter, chilling the air with his icy breath, had the same skills as her father to freeze a certain creature with her cold breath. The reason why she had an unexplainable anger towards Jack is that their birth parent's powers are in contrast. Jack, the son of Apollo—the God of the sun—and Hestia—the Goddess of Hearth or fireside, has the ability to use flame magic, and his spear could also burn anything that touches it. Blaze now wears armor that is freezing cold. Her armor is now made with ice; her hair remains white

“I made you famous, I made you powerful, I made you rich and invincible and you aren’t even grateful enough to appreciate the times when we worked as a team.” “You made me a beast,” I said in grief. “Now, I’m just a villain in every wolf storybook. The anti-hero to every little wolf-child.” “Stop crying over spilt milk, Blade. There’s nothing you can do anymore, all the efforts you’ve made in the past three years turned out fruitless and when I eventually take control, I would make sure the world never forgets The Ripper.” “I’m sure you’re excited.” I said with a defeated voice.

Clyde gave Lando a weak smile and said confidently, "Uncle, I think that I can still get the justice that Spencer deserves in this field." Lando grinned. "You don't think werewolves exist, do you?" Clyde remained silent. Lando viewed the garden while leaning against the handrails. Nearly everyone in the yard was dressed in black and stood in sympathy with Spencer's family. "How many more lives must be lost for you Clyde to believe that werewolves are real? Are you still going to wait for yourself to experience the loss of a loved one because of these monsters?" Lando pointed to the people gathered in the garden. "See those people? Some of them might be werewolves, preying on our every move w

If I had time, I could work for even eight hours but four was it. "Chloe, did you see that hottie at table number three?" Nicole asked as we were doing the dishes at the back. The customers had dried out and we opted to go wash dishes so that we'll impress Mr Nathan AKA bad mohawk. Incase he's planning to cut off our jobs for persistent late coming. We had named him bad mohawk because the mohawk on his head is the one you'll never die for. His barber is definitely a wonder worker. I sighed. I didn't even have time to rub off Caesar out of my mind the whole day, last night's episode kept on invading my senses, much for me noticing the hot and not hot dudes in the dinner.

The seeds were working together as a team in this battle. Moreover, they had various mystical tools, each powerful on their own. Some were even ultra divine artifacts. Blaze was faced with a hard time due to these tools. Within minutes, he was now the defender instead of the attacker. He had put himself in grave danger. “Attack!” A seed from Lao Mountain saw the opportunity and tried to kill Blaze with his sword. Suddenly, a sword came flying out from the void, killing the person in one slash. It was the Immortal-slaying Sword.