Mapleshade Warriors Novels & Stories

Warriors in Moonshade colors burst from hiding, engaging Kael’s group in a fierce, sudden fight. The distraction was perfect. “Now!” Noah barked. We moved as one. Neal and Noah shifted mid-stride, two massive wolves, one black, one dark grey, streaking across the open ground. I ran between them in human form, my focus on my father. Ronan’s face twisted in rage. “Kill them!” More Moonshade warriors poured from the other side, rushing to intercept my mates. Neal and Noah met them head-on, a whirlwind of fang and claw, holding the line to give me a path.

She slowly lifted her heavy head, her dark eyes fighting to focus through the haze of pain. Figures dropped from the high, shadowed branches above the archway, landing on the causeway with the silent, terrifying grace of hunting leopards. There were six of them. Mwajuma blinked, her mind struggling to process the sight. They were warriors, but they were unlike any warriors she had ever seen. They stood tall, their postures radiating a lethal, disciplined confidence. They wore armor crafted from layered, hardened leaves and the same iridescent metal as their spears, fitted perfectly to their bodies to allow for maximum agility. Their faces were painted with sharp, elegant streaks of silver dy

The whispers of the shadows seemed to crawl into her mind, telling her she was nothing, that she was weak, that she would be dragged into the dark like all the rest. “No…” she whispered to herself, clutching at her burning arm. “Not again… I won’t be a slave again.” Dean roared, his voice booming over the chaos. “Moonspire! Stand with me!” The warriors of Moonspire surged into formation, their armor clanging as they pushed back the advancing shadows. Blades flashed, claws raked, and teeth snapped as wolves shifted in defense of their Alpha’s hall. The intruder snarled, his cloak fluttering as though alive.

Hades’s POV The sunlight pierced its way to the training ground, plastering the faces of the warriors with an eerie glow, squinting eyes, and a glittering demeanor. It was a perfect day to train and I made sure that no shade was set up for the warriors to seek shelter from except for a tent that was erected for me. I could feel the fierce scorching sun on my head and face, so I quickly moved into the tent while grabbing a cold bottle of water from the cooler that the omegas had prepared for me. While gulping down the water, I check my wristwatch periodically to ensure that the warriors are keeping in pace doing their Wushu taolu combat training. I watched as their clothes were drenched with

F DPOV Song: Hush by Magic City Hippies It only took a couple of days for us to receive word that our mission was a success. We still couldn't get ravens past the scattered barriers the humans had built up without them being shot down, but one of the men from Galloway stealthily made it back to deliver us a message in person. Janine was already getting word out to our allied lords and was formulating plans to come to our aid.

It's rare that the Shadows get this kind of interaction with the council, they normally keep pretty much to themselves. A male wolf shifter named Shane who is considered our “general” if you’re comparing ranks to a human army, steps forward. He looks like a massive GI Joe come to life but he has a soft side once you get to know him. I note his witch mate Maya, who hardly ever comes to headquarters.

what revenge could possibly be worth destroying the lives of innocent people… its savage, ruthless! Everyone started loading their kit into the jeeps, each picking one to ride in. Heath insisted I rode in the first jeep that he would be driving along with Adeena, Mitch and his brother Warren who was also a warrior. Trey, Yen and Danny and another warrior had the jeep behind us and behind them was a long line of black jeeps that held brave and fierce Diamond moon warriors. As the first jeep in front, I couldn’t help but feel we were leading them on some sort of suicide mission... each of them leaving their world behind to fight for the Blue Moon. All I could do was hope the Blue Moon hadn’t d

Alpha Calhoun voice thundered inside the large courtroom. Cleo sat uncomfortably on her seat as she stared at Aldophus with a pity look. "I have been on the mountain and just returned. Is there any problem," he asked with uncertainty. Alpha Calhoun angrily threw a barge symbol towards him. It was the Silver Crescent Moon Pack barge. "Explain how it came about in Grooveshire. The town was massacred by werewolves from your pack." " I don't know what happened and I can't explain what I don't know about," Aldophus replied with his head up while staring at the alpha eye to eye.

he paused “ then mix with this pack’s warriors and train together” He paused, his gaze sweeping over the Feral pack warriors who recoiled at his words. Sensing their hesitation, Mason's demeanour shifted, his tone becoming more commanding. "Trust me, you losers," he spat, his words dripping with disdain. "When I said you want to play nice with them, I mean it. They could rip your pathetic bodies to bits before you even take an attack stance."

I wouldn’t have to worry about the official rejection, my father was going to make sure that I wouldn’t live to see the end of this week, let alone to see either of my mates again. “Sorry, Athea. Alpha’s orders. Please forgive us.” the warrior said as he shackled my wrist with the silver shackles that hung from the joist above. They were designed to pull your wrist and make you hang. Shifting would only cause further injury as they were crossed and the silver would weaken the shifter. Also, hanging could cause death. I was at a loss about this. There was no possibility of escape now.