Mistyfoot Warriors Novels & Stories

Roman had gone visitation last night and won't be coming soon. For some reason my handmaid wasn't around and I was left with enough time to kill. The moment I stepped into the woods, they came rushing and I prepared myself, I sent my spear flying and watched it hit the head of a rogue wolf. I took off running to pick the spear and stabbing two at once. Their wolfing screamed made me satisfied and gave me the wheel to do more, killing more as they came rushing to me. It was the nature of a rogue wolf to kill, I didn't pity them anymore, rogue wolves are known for killing Innocent wolves for fun.

she said, getting up as well and I couldn't help but drool at her voluptuous curves. She was built like an Egyptian goddess and I made sure to explore and worship every single part of her body while we made out. “I'm just really busy Lucy. I will call you okay?” I smiled, smacking her buttocks while she giggled. “I'm expecting that call butterscotch,” she said, all dressed and ready to leave. “Damn,” I said to myself when I shut the exit door behind her. ~Mia’s POV~ “He did what?” “He shoved 5k right in my face!” I said to my house help turned best friend, Sissy.

"Farewell, dear Queen!" Due to the bruises and whack wounds, Calista was unable to move any part of her body. She could feel nothing but extreme numbness. She looked at the dark sky in tears. "Queen Mother... Why did you let this happen?" Calista and her attackers had no idea the couple she had met before was hiding behind a large tree. They saw how she was mercilessly attacked by the wolves. "Are you insane?!" Simeon yanked back his wife Mercy, who was about to return to Calista when she confirmed that the evil werewolves had left.

Jasper growled through Dusk, his voice steady amid the chaos, emotions steady: strategic focus sharpening his moves, affection for Mara making him position near Storm, pride in the pack's coordination swelling his chest. Lila as Mist weaved through the fray, her pale fur a ghost in the mist, sapphire-blue eyes wide with determination as she dodged a claw swipe, her star tattoo blazing white, channeling healing light to a wounded packmate mid-battle—the gash knitting under her touch, the scent of herbs from her pouch cutting the blood's coppery reek. "Hold on— the moon mends!" Lila whined through Mist, her voice gentle but fierce, emotions overwhelming: empathy for the injured driving her, fe

The soldiers still stood guard around Hector despite their fear. "Everyone’s got a souvenir. I want a rug too," Ydrian joked. "B-Blasphemous!" one of Hector’s Betas barked. "Is that the only word you know?" Ydrian rolled his eyes. "Want me to lend you a dictionary?" I couldn’t watch anymore. A signal passed through the wind. Howls rang, echoing through the mist. Tonight, they meet their demise. Fog swept across the battlefield like the breath of spirits. Leaves rustled with warning. Confusion spread. Then came the figures. Mist-wolves. Ash-gray titans with glowing blue and amber eyes.

I reply, unsheathing my bow. I’ve lost Logan’s scent in the soft breeze, but whatever drew him here has to be the same pull both me and Misty are experiencing right now. We walk the next two miles in our human forms with weapons drawn and a shared, terrible feeling settling into our bones. Half a mile away from the clearing, we both smell smoke. Misty lets her powers erupt, covering her body in her mist-like armour. I draw my blades, one in each hand, primed to strike if we come across a camp, or Goddess willing, Kyra.

"But I don't care what he thinks anymore. He's not my family. Not really. You and Kael—that's my family now." Tears stung my eyes. "Yeah?" "Yeah." She smiled. "So don't screw it up by letting some ancient artifact turn you evil, okay?" "I'll do my best." "Good enough." That evening, the Moonstone warriors arrived. Fifty powerful fighters, all armed and ready. They set up camp on the eastern edge of our territory. I went with Kael and Garrett to greet their Alpha, a woman named Cairn. She was tall, muscular, with grey-streaked hair and sharp green eyes.

Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat. “Stay here,” Mei said. “I’ll give a signal when it’s safe to follow.” Two guards were patrolling the corridor that followed the hallway. Mei took down the first guard by slashing through his neck with her claws before moving on to the second guard. She moved so swiftly and silently that the second guard didn’t even notice her before it was too late. As Jade watched, she couldn’t help but compare Mei to a hunting tiger—agile, quiet, and precise. “You’re really good,” Jade said in admiration right after Mei had made her tenth kill.

Somehow, Fiona suddenly noticed Kendra’s near her, she called her attention, “Hey, you’re Miss Miller, right?” Seeing Kendra halted her pace, she suddenly felt the urge to bully her. She walked towards her, grabbed her arms arrogantly, and sneered, “Good, I haven’t made you pay last time. It would be best if you didn’t appear in front of me again. But I guess we were destined to meet again, time for me to collect your debt,” An evil smile formed at the corner of her lips.

he commanded, "I'll take on the villain in close combat." Emberlyn hesitated for a moment, her eyes flickering between the enigmatic device in her hand and the intense gaze of her companion. Yet, an unspoken trust welled up within her, urging her to believe in Keagan's abilities. With a nod of affirmation, she acknowledged his plan and readied herself for the upcoming battle. Their roles defined, Emberlyn focused her attention on the encroaching darkness. Drawing upon her own reservoir of strength, she channeled the mysterious skill that had awakened within her. A surge of energy coursed through her veins, bolstering her resolve and sharpening her senses.