Moonrise Warriors Novels & Stories

My palms grew sweaty as Gideon stared at her. Gideon shrugged. “An alliance with one of the most powerful packs in the North,” he casually stated. He wasn’t quite lying but he wasn’t telling the truth either. “All alliances, future and past goes through the present Alpha and Luna,” Karter spoke up. “Its duration determines if it's upheld by the future alpha and Luna,” he continued. He was a pack law book. “If that’s what you feel is best,” Gideon stated, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

They gave in on our torture just in a day and started talking. When we reached the location after a day long run, 20 rouges were waiting for us. We had walked straight into it. We were easily outnumbered. But then again it's not easy to take down warriors of Pearl moon pack. We killed them all, but the last one took out the dagger and slashed me with it deep, right above my heart. He again lifted his hand to stab my heart but his hands were ribbed off by my man.

He sank beside Lilly and I, his hand shaking visibly as he tried to steady himself. "Marcus, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He glanced around nervously before leaning in close. "I saw something," he whispered. Lilly’s eyes widened in horror. "What do you mean?" she whispered. Marcus's voice trembled as he recounted the terrifying scene he had secretly witnessed. "I was hiding in the shadows, my heart racing, as the guards dragged a screaming slave into Romain's lair. Romain was in his wolf form, bound in chains, but his eyes blazed with a fierce intensity. As they entered, he unleashed a blood-curdling howl, the sound sending chills down my spine.

Wolves that could have easily run and survived were staying to fight and laying down their lives to save the children. Marcus turned his face away as Allan took a step forward and swiftly opened his mother’s throat with that silver blade of his. He could not stand to see the anguish on his father’s face at that moment so he spoke to his brothers and sisters instead. “You move stealthily. Gather whomever you can find that still lives. Do not engage the enemy; just rescue all that you can. Take them to the campgrounds at Hobbs. Split up, don’t work as a pack, and take different routes. We’ll meet up there in three days. Then we’ll head west.”

When it found it's mark, the dust solidified into a long needle like object and pierced the map. "One down, five to go." Rasmosis spoke normally for his assistance to hear. He continued until he had found everyone's families except his own. "It's ok, I'll just find my own way. Nothing new for my bloodline anyway." he said as he pushed through the crowd inside the house "Ok, members of the Blood Moon pack, follow me. Everyone else get back inside." ciaran's voice boomed over the group loudly making everyone scatter quickly.

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

“How is the Moon Crescent pack holding up?” “Badly. They lost most of their warriors and the damage we dealt to them was so severe that it might take them a whole year to recover their losses. But their pride wouldn't let them back down from a fight they can't win so their only option is to keep sending out warriors until all their resources has been depleted.” I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding and stared into the depths of his indigo eyes and a creep smile was plastered one his lips.

I have earned their trust and respect through my leadership, loyalty, and unwavering commitment to our cause. Among these warriors are the brave and loyal members of the Silver Moon pack. They have proven to be invaluable allies, providing me with vital information that has helped us stay one step ahead of our enemies. Their loyalty is unwavering, and their dedication to our shared cause is unmatched. They are not just allies but also friends who have become an essential part of my life.

“Then we must act. If we let the Silver Moon break through, there will be no Crescent Moon left to protect and that means there will be no Alpha left to save us.” A silent agreement passed through the warriors. They would stand their ground. They would hold the line. They would fight. And then, as one, the Moonblood warriors vanished. They became shadows, bending the very fabric of sight, slipping through the battlefield unseen. The Silver Moon warriors had no warning before they struck. The first kill was silent. A warrior’s throat slit before he could turn. The second was a blur of movement—sharp claws slashing across a chest, blood spraying into the air.

The image of the full moon, with its large size and bright red color made others feel anxious and scared. Terrible memories flooded Irene's mind. About four years ago, when the western border region had to deal with a group of bandits, homeless gypsies who did not belong to any country specializing in robbing and occupying the territories of sovereign nations entitled to establish their own lands, Irene directly mobilized the royal army and a branch of the army under Marcus to join the war. After more than a week of fighting, the situation was basically in favor of the Southern army. However, even though the moon was bright and red, Marcus brought to the battlefield a "secret weapon", or a p