Maharlika Warrior Novels & Stories

On the other hand, she uses pack duty as an excuse to get dick-pumped. I'm starting to think I have a knack for other people's women. Malia's mate is the head of the sizzlers pack warriors. She complained about not getting fucked enough when she came to me because he was always busy. Not like the information mattered to me, I was enjoying the creaminess of her pussy to care about whoever she was tied to. Not even alpha bethel can make me not cum all over her.

To test Silas's skills, she arranged for an ambush in the forest. Silas was paired with a young werewolf named Rikka. Silas had been preparing for this moment for a long time. He had trained relentlessly, and his skills had improved vastly since he left the Moonpack Kingdom. As the ambush began, Silas transformed into his werewolf form and fought fiercely. His skills as a mage also came in handy as he was able to conjure up powerful spells to aid him in the battle. The two of them worked well together, fighting off the ambushers and impressing Kaida with their skills.

Mia slowly spoke as she blinked her eyes slowly. "I.." Mara wanted to explain but she heard someone scream from behind and she knew she had to make a run for it if she wanted to remain alive. She pushed Mia roughly as she ran off. Three hefty men in Black which were chasing Mara earlier didn't even notice Mia who was on the floor and rubbing her injured shoulder. At Lakshmi's house Lakshmi's POV "Please wait!!" I yelled as I ran after the lady with my phone in my hand. "Yes" she gently turned around the moment I got close enough to tap her gently on the back.

" Lauren turned the note over and swallowed slowly when she saw the trace of red lips on the page, lipstick marks. Flashes of memories of the bare-faced princess in the room in front of everyone made her smile, he had written just before leaving and his lips were there, marking the page in an indirect warning that he left her a kiss. She sat down on the bed and placed the note on her knee, watching the features again with a crooked smug smile at the corner of her mouth. Ah, how well he knew what to do... - Born in Damascus, Mahara had a higher education in Electrical Engineering at the University of Damascus, Syria, like Princess Karila, she was 36 years old and had a newborn son with her wh

Leo’s POV I heard the loud clatter of a tray landing on the floor. It was so loud that it made Nova and myself startled. The maid let out a scream and ran out of there. We both quickly ran inside only to see Miss Warrior laying there motionless. A few minutes ago she was there standing firmly and asking questions to the maid with the sharp look she always wore. And now she was laying on the ground, limp like a puppet without any string. My breath hitched, as I stood there like I was frozen. My body was not able to move, my mind couldn't make sense of what had just happened. Miss Warrior wasn’t supposed to fall. She has always been strong. She never stood behind but in front of others.

The vault of the bone room was decorated by a beautifully large fresco depicting angels and what I assume is heaven called Triumph of Souls and Flying Angels. We walked a while observing the architecture of the city until we came across an eerie wall of dolls erected to promote awareness of violence against women and children. The mural was quite poignant and gruesome, commanding attention to the issue. I felt tears prick up in my eyes the longer I looked at the mural for each doll hanging represented a woman or child who had died at the hands of violence. Pictures, names, and crosses were also on display making it all feel very real. Julie couldn’t bear to look at it any longer and turned t

Maya pointed to someone I couldn't even see, but I had to pretend I did. "I so much despise him." She added, hissing loudly. Suddenly a huge man with black mask on his face came inside the fighting ring. "Let the war begin!" He roared. Noise followed and then two huge men appeared on the fighting ring. "Let's go!" One of the guards beckoned, and he led us to where the master was. "That is the one I despise, Malaika is his name." Maya whispered into my ears. I nodded my head, even though I was wondering why she was telling me this.

Would it affect the Supreme Warrior’s normal life? “Master, you’re the best! How do you know him? Oh my god, I’m going to be the Supreme Warrior’s bodyguard? Oh my god, I can boast about this for an entire lifetime!” the young girl, known as Elaine, yelled in excitement. The ten pretty women in front of him seemed to have gone crazy. These ladies may not be as pretty as Selena and the rest, but they were still quite pretty. It seemed to be a team of pretty ladies. Apart from that, quite a few of them were commanders, with two of them being marshals. Such combat ability was incredibly scary.

the Beta nodded in approval and admiration. Malachi let a small chuckle escape. He remembered. It had become his habit the last few weeks to come down here after working in his office, and watch the new warriors training. But especially it was Ariella that caught and held most of his attention. There was something mesmerising about watching her spar with the others, her beautiful brown hair with the colourful ends flying around her shoulders, her slender figure gracefully dodging and ducking the play punches and kicks that came her way. She even managed to make falling to the ground look beautiful, and more than once Malachi had resisted the instinct to race over and help her up.

Not the whispers from beyond the door. They were real. Alive. Hundreds of them, warriors clad in black, their silver eyes burning like cold fire. A pack. A nation. But at the front of them all Malachai. He was younger here, but not by much. His presence was still crushing, his stance that of a man who had never knelt to anyone. And beside him Lyla’s breath hitched. A woman stood there. Tall. Regal. Fierce. With hair like moonlight and silver eyes that burned just like Lyla’s.