Moors Warriors Novels & Stories

she called him by his real name The warriors were still stunned by the lightning and when they saw that two of them talking, they began to whisper between them again. The Commander of Moriah's army, Panther, he was feeling anxious and frightened at the absence of his Lord. He couldn't decide that what he should command the fighters; whether order them to continue fighting or surrender to their enemies.

I rolled forward instinctively, came up on one knee, blades already in my hands, senses flaring as the battlefield slammed into me all at once. Blood. Smoke. Fire. And fear— thick, choking, everywhere. For half a heartbeat, the Palace grounds looked nothing like the place Ava and I used to sneak through at night, laughing too loudly and stealing food we wouldn’t finish. Now it was a slaughterhouse. “MOONSPIRE— FORM UP!” I shouted, my voice cutting through the chaos before doubt could touch me. They answered instantly. That was new. Fifty of Moonspire’s strongest— fighters trained not just to win duels, but to survive wars. Different packs. Different specialties. Some with twin blades, some w

CULL POV Moore's eyes flick toward the Gold status Commander again and I feel a twinge of pity for him. It was purely bad luck for him to be paired against the Hassin this round. Not only is Burk a Commander, but his battle sense is well-known among all of us. Captain Nole of Bronkark and Lieutenant Modok of Gaimo are also formidable soldiers from his battalion. Fighting any of them would be difficult. "He seems calm," Moore grumbles in a low voice and I look at Burk.

Right then, there was a lot for him to mull over. With Bertram's death, Rhychard would have thought that most of his problems would have been settled, but it seemed they were only magnified. Aradhon was still loose and very much a mystery, more people knew Rhychard was a Warrior of the Way than he was comfortable with, Buttercup was a growing witch and again without a job, and Renny needed to be announced as alive again. Why can't I ever have normal problems, like all the parking spots are taken at the mall? He sighed as he lifted an ancient desk chair and headed for the truck. He couldn't remember the last time he had a normal problem to tackle. He needed normal again, but as long as he hel

I grabbed a hot chocolate and joined them. Lola "ah here’s our other new warrior" she said smiling Maisie "girls I’m so proud of you both your gonna smash it .and It'll be nice to know when we’re all tucked up in our beds, we have two of our finest girls patrolling the boarders". Dakota "Uhh, well we still have six months to go girls before we even know if we've passed and get to be official warriors" Maisie "well I already know you girls will kick ass and pass"

Brian's voice was laced with sarcasm. " She's unconscious, there was no reason to hit someone against the ground while training except you don't want her to know what you and your men were up to." Came Cleo's voice. Aldophus remained unfazed at all they were saying. " My uncle will never go against you even if he doesn't come to meet you in person," he added. " Sire, I don't think Aldophus is the culprit, the Silver Crescent Moon Pack members have white, grey and brown furs with only one legendary silver fur member. The wolves that attacked Grooveshire were black as death itself," one of the elders of the court said.

Sam said, looking at me. “Agreed. But this waiting game is causing our warriors to get anxious and putting fear into our people.” I said, looking around. ‘Everyone stands your ground. I understand that we are all anxious, but we need to hold steady. Do not be the first to attack. They are trying to drag us out and give us a bad name.’ I commanded them through their link. I looked at the wolves and witches in my sight and watched as each bowed. Looking at the other towers, the shooters bowed their heads to me in acknowledgment.

It's pretty cool, though. "That's crazy. I didn't think there was anything behind it." I hear Raven whisper from her chair next to me. Atleast we are all pretty shocked by this and it's not just me. "Yes, it's interesting information, but it's not important right now. Any other questions about your appearance or can I continue?" We all shake our heads to let him know we don't have any more questions. "Ok, so more about the prophecy. In the prophecy it states that there is a war upon us that will forever change the fate of the werewolf population. It will be a war between the Rogues and peaceful packs. If the rogues win, our world will be tossed into chaos that's filled with death and misery.

"Today, we reclaim our honor and assert our dominance. The Blackmoon Pack will know our strength." His words were met with a chorus of growls and snarls, the warriors' eagerness palpable. Reid's transformation from werewolf to human was complete, his powerful physique and chiseled features now clad in battle-worn leather armor. "We march for Blackmoon," he declared, his voice carrying across the village. "Let our enemies tremble before us." As one, the Bluefur warriors set off, their footsteps echoing through the forest, a deadly procession bound for the Blackmoon Pack's territory. The air vibrated with tension, the promise of bloodshed hanging heavy over the landscape.

The copper-colored beast of a male looks unbeatable compared to Moor. The crowd begins to growl, and when it reaches the peak the Hassin moves like a sudden gust of wind. His speed is twice as fast as the last Hassin's and it is clear his fight skills are on a different level. The commander drops down right before reaching his opponent and Moor is late to react. The Commander's fist hits Moor's stomach at full speed and he roars with pain while flying backward about eleven feet. When his body makes contact with the ground, he jumps right back up ready to fight, but the Hassin wastes no time. He slams his fists into Moor's body over and over again. Just when I begin to think it is all over fo