Maharlika Warrior Novels & Stories

At last they reached a secluded part of the training ground. ‘So what are gonna do here again?’ Jeremy asked standing akimbo, Monalisa got into her battle stance. ‘We’re here to test your strength’ Monalisa replied smiling. Jeremy smiled ‘you’re kidding…right’. ‘Do I look like I’ve any fucking free time’? Monalisa asked to which Jeremy shaked his head. ‘I’m not participating in your war with Marco besides I could just go home’. ‘are you fucking kidding me, if you go home when marco still the leader you would die without knowing how’ Monalisa stated to which Jeremy inwardly gulped ‘now let’s fight…you’ll attack while I’ll defend’.

I held my hand up, walking backward to attract their attention. Several young warriors ran over, eager to train. A brunette woman with olive skin walked over and held out her hand. “Hi! I’m Mira. Mira Cook. I’m the one who usually works with the young warriors, but there’s no reason why we both can’t work with them, if it’s okay with you.” “Yes, of course.” I shook her hand, smiling. “I completely agree. Why don’t you show me what you usually do, and I’ll chime in?”

I think a lot of it was to take my mind off of the fact that half of me had vanished without a trace. Marcus was originally going to be Alpha by my side but not long into the training we discussed it between us as only 10-year-olds could and we agreed that Samantha Auntie Katie and Uncle Max's daughter would be my Beta and he would be my Gamma, Claire loved to fight so she was training with Alexander and Greta's daughter Maya to be my Delta's and Head Warriors. No one crossed them when they were in a fighting mood.

The funny-looking– Andrew announced. My fists balled as his words echoed in my mind. Did he just say him? Lia has to compete with a male warrior? That’s insane! “Let’s welcome the famous warrior of the Dark Moon Pack, Warrior Jake!” Andrew announced, completely unbothered by the fact that he was calling their pack’s Gamma out against Lia. Jessica yelled from the warriors’ stands, limping on her good leg, while my fists tightened even more, “That’s not fair. That’s cheating!”

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

Spotting my covered frame passing the glass, Malik Arden blinks his eyes in absolute, stunned disbelief, his brain completely rejecting the data entering his lenses. Did Chika Whitmore's scent profile just pass my coordinate sector? Malik and the surrounding pack warriors lock their eyes onto my retreating form. Is his rank not currently under an absolute suspension order from the high council? Why are his boots marching back into the command fortress? Did the warlord authorize his immediate return to active duty?

"They will not be merciful. That I can promise you." Ariana snarled as did Dominic. Both shifted into their wolf forms and they charged at Millicent and her coven. Raina looked up, gazing at the full moon above showing through the dome-skylight and moonlight streamed down into her body. Her eyes glowed white as she gazed over Kian who smiled at how fierce she looked. She was a Moon Warrior and she was breathtaking. She turned her gaze at Mia. "We have our own debt to settle."

I asked. “You said you wanted to pass Lucien’s test.” I nodded. “Then you have to defeat five warriors without a weapon.” My breath caught. Before I could say another word, five warriors stepped forward. I swallowed. ‘Lisa, you can do this. Kael is only trying to prepare you. Take this like Lucien’s test and fight like the fearless warrior you are’ I clenched my fists. The five warriors charged, there was barely a moment to breathe. I ducked beneath a punch and drove my fist into one man’s ribs before immediately turning to avoid another attack.

I was dying to know what they were talking about upstairs, but I decided to let the news come alone. It would be better that way. It didn't take long before the screams started again, but now it was Mirella who was shouting at the top of her voice "THIS ISN'T FAIR! FUCK... THIS ISN'T FAIR AT ALL! I'VE BEEN PREPARING FOR THIS MY WHOLE LIFE! She was screaming and screaming and it could go from a normal chirp to the two of them starting to offend and assault each other in a few seconds, I restrained myself, anyway, it wasn't my problem and I wasn't going to interfere.

Layla rolled her eyes once more. She had just confessed to her friends that she was held at knifepoint by a junkie weirdo and all they wanted to do was talk about her kissing a biker. "His name is Marrok," she admitted. "Marrok Kenneally." "Marrok Kenneally, what a strange name for a biker," said Amy trying to recall any bikers she'd ever heard of with that name. "What's his club name?" "The Howler M.C. I think," replied Layla thinking back to Brick and his impressive patches.