Maharlika Warrior Novels & Stories

Mahisar fled to his quarters, his breath ragged, the edges of his vision still pulsing with the aftershocks of pain. His master’s fury was unlike anything he had ever felt. The plan had to change—and fast—if they were to have any hope of defeating the Goddess Warrior and the growing alliance at her back. Failing to seize her weapons, let alone destroy them, had tilted the balance sharply against them.

"It is my pleasure and a way for the sylvan elves to honor the human Warrior. I am glad it suits your needs." "That it does." Rhychard turned back to the creek as he heard Marachin turn and walk off, leaving the Warrior alone with his thoughts. He still wasn't used to anyone wanting to pay homage to him, and it made him feel uneasy. He was just Rhychard Bartlett, even if he did wear a sword most of the time.

She was flustered after talking to Kabir. "Why do I feel this way?" She whispered quietly. Yara barely heard her above the loud music. "How do you feel?" Yara questioned but got no reply, Minahil was busy looking at Waniya and Ahmed who were standing some feet apart from them. *** Waniya was wearing a black and white bandana top with a blue ripped jeans. Her belly was pierced and she was wearing a silver colored piercing. Her hair cascaded down her sides in thick curls. Eyes embellished with thick eyeliner and intoxicated from the alcohol she was drinking. Her smooth, curvy figure was aligning perfectly with Ahmed's chiseled body who was standing behind her with one hand wrapped under her bo

a churlish Warrior named Campbell asks. The other Warriors glance sideways at him, the looks on their faces matching mine. We do not question a direct order from our alpha. Beast immediately comes to the forefront but Marinah responds before I do. She's dressed in her Warrior gear that allows for a quick shift to Beast. With her heightened human strength, she doesn't bother. She picks Campbell up by his throat, tossing him over the hellhounds and into the cage.

“Maliyah!” As I get closer I see her dragon, Terra, is in chains and she is struggling to break free. There are two warlocks fighting against Maliyah and she is holding her own well. I push myself harder and tackle a warlock, immediately snapping his neck. His body disappears, leaving only one left.

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

The Samurai" Nakamura, a highly skilled martial artist hailing from Japan. She has trained extensively in karate and muay thai, and is known for her lightning-fast kicks and powerful punches. Yuka is also a master of grappling techniques, and can quickly take her opponents down to the mat. In the opposite corner stood Maria "The Beast" Rodriguez, a fierce competitor from Brazil. Maria is a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu, and is known for her incredible ground game. She is also a skilled striker, and can deliver devastating blows with both her fists and feet. Maria is famous for her never-say-die attitude, and is always looking for an opportunity to finish her opponents.

A few wolves laughed quietly. Heat crawled up my neck. Vivian’s expression remained perfectly kind. That made it worse. Victor lifted his hand. “Mara.” A girl stepped forward from the training group. I remembered her vaguely. Mara Hale. Warrior family. Older than me by a year. Strong even as a child, with quick hands and a quicker temper. She looked almost delighted. “Yes, Beta.” “Simple groundwork,” Victor said. “Nothing excessive.” Mara’s smile widened. Nothing excessive from Victor usually meant painful but deniable.

you continue training yours and I will train the other half and in one month we will have them square off and see who wins, how about it? << That's fine by me babe >> --> As you wish Luna, they bow and step back (( by the way what are your names ? )) " Marcus and Jahcede Luna " I nod and smile at them then turn to the warriors, (( how many warriors ar there Marcus? )) " we have 90 female warriors and 210 male warriors " (( hmmm okay well I will take 45 females and 5 males to train, we will start fresh on Monday, I'll like Maxi and Trista for sure and the others can decide among themselves ))

said Eloy. He looked at his husbands who were glaring at him. But then Adharva said "If you try and win by cheating, chief Javiar, you and your clan will be burned down," said Adharva. Javiar seemed to have gained back some confidence. "He has only fought with warriors who have fought men, not animals. My warriors are the best there is. Not even the former head warrior of former Mahereya will be able to win against them," said Javiar.