Maiden Warrior Novels & Stories

Her soft, jade-green eyes blinked through the mist, widening slightly as she took in the sudden sight of her towering, bare-chested commander. "Commander," she said, her voice entirely clear and devoid of the stuttering panic most females displayed around him. She was a no-nonsense warrior who had grown up in the wild camps of the wolf packs; to a wolf, nudity and bare skin were completely natural, carrying zero social taboo. She looked at his bare chest, then down at the jar of herbal salve sitting on the smooth stone ledge beside her. "Worked the high ridges all day too, huh? Maeve sent me down here with a salve for the muscle strain, but..."

I looked out with amazement across the rows of warriors. “We couldn’t possibly,” I said “It’s too dangerous, people will get hurt,” and Dominic nodded “This is not just your fight my Queen,” I scowled at him, and he laughed “Sorry Kaeleigh,” and I nodded “If we are not here willing to stand with the hybrid court that our own moon goddess created against a tyrant like Malcolm Bowman then we don’t deserve to call ourselves warriors.” “Well, we certainly appreciate it if you are willing,” Chase said and Dominic nodded

Reyna was like fire around him, battling his own men though she knew she was alone. His fierce little warrior. The beast beamed with pride. When the warriors realized they can't get past her, they charged toward them. Reyna, his young mate being the little tigress she was, popped her neck and hit the blade over her chest shield, beckoning them over.

I immediately knew that it was Isabella and I was happy she eventually summoned the courage to call me. I could tell that she was shy and tense on the other side of the call. She said, it's me Isabella, your maid. Hearing her still referring to herself as my maid, made me angry. I immediately corrected the situation, I told her she wasn't my maid anymore and she was now my girl and I could feel her smiling as she didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then she said “okay”. She was the cutest thing ever and I liked it so much.

" Whoa! Is Aunt Eva a half-witch? Witches are hot! "This is our daughter, Carina." She pointed to the beautiful lady next to Aunt Amor. "This is my twin, Flame, and her wife, Amber, with their twins, Blaze and Flare." Flame, the redhead, was also beautiful. Such beautiful genetics. The names of their children are quite nice. "Flame is the general of Serenity, and Amber was a human until she mated with Flame." Wh-what? Amber? I looked closely at Amber's face. And even though I haven't seen her for a long time, I still know who she is.

Mateo stopped dead in his tracks, his breath hitching sharply in his chest as he took in the scene. There she was. She was winding her waist against the brass pole, her body completely bare under the red glow for the client on the couch. As Mateo stared at her, his heart hammered violently against his ribs. He saw the intricate silver lace mask covering her eyes. He saw the distinct, incredibly long waves of dark hair falling over her bare shoulders, framing her exposed breasts exactly like the girl from his memory. He recognized the shape of her jaw, the curve of her waist, and the fierce, angry energy radiating from her very skin. It was her. The dancer from the night before.

"No one's leaving this room until you do." Hesitation in her eyes. She was The First Soldier. Killshot. Warlanda's legendary champion. This marriage was the greatest mission she'd ever get. It was all that stood between her and everything she spent her life working towards. Peace. Mercy. A better tomorrow for her country and people.

“We are on your side, dear. Don’t be silly. We’re just teasing you! The deeds speak for themselves. Besides, your dad’s right. All the girls you’ve had before practically threw themselves at you. Maybe the Moon Goddess is giving you a challenge.” My mom was trying to explain in the gentlest way possible. A challenge. Hmm... I hadn’t thought about it that way. And knowing myself, I loved a challenge. I liked to win. That is how I ended up as a top warrior in our pack. "Mom's right! So, how are you going to swoon her?" Dad raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "I managed to get her to agree to lunch with me."

She said as she stands and head towards Maiden that is panting to catch her breath as the poison slowly do its work. "Why did you... do this to me?... Why?" Maiden said through hard breath. She tried to stand up with great effort but she just can't. She's just too weak to even move. Damn! Is this my end? Am I going to die without a fight? She said to herself, as she knew that without her strength to even move herself a bit, she can never protect herself. She knew martial arts, she knew how to use weapons, and she knew how to use circumstances to her advantage but now that she is almost paralyzed, she can do nothing than wait for her death.

Where have I heard that name from? It suddenly clicked to me. There is the story of a brave and young warrior and werewolf that was told in our Luna school. The first female celebrated war hero in the Moon Pack kingdom. She led the war against the Snow Pack and helped secure a victory against our rival pack. Her and the new Alpha King Zemo who was still a young prince at that time were the leaders of the army and they lead it to victory. This was the victory that sealed the King's throne as the new Alpha King. History was not so clear as to what happened to the brave and courageous Althea. It seemed that she was killed in battle or banished, but it never really occured to us to ask what happ