No1 Supreme Warrior Novels & Stories

Winter had arrived with teeth. Nova sat in the stands, arms crossed against the cold, watching her classmates get wrecked by the warriors they were supposed to learn from. Most were volunteers, young wolves eager to impress. She wasn't one of them. Not after going against Hunter Ryker the night before. Her ribs were sore and her wrists were still blistered from the silver. Across the snow ring, the warriors stood in formation. The largest female among them was Helga Emberhide, a sparring champion. Beside her stood Colonel Brutus Sterling, tall with grey-streaked hair and a lightning-bolt scar across one eye.

Dustin did not believe it was all that simple. “You better tell me the truth, or else...” Dustin’s face darkened slightly. “Or else what?” Joseph raised an eyebrow. He sounded a bit irritated. He was one of the Five Supremes. He was mighty. Every young martial artist bowed and trembled in front of him! Only Dustin, this freak, defied all logic and made even one of the Five Supremes uneasy. “If you don’t speak, we’ll have to fight,” Dustin said flatly.

Meanwhile, at the center of the group , a harsh battle was about to begin. The representative of the Alpha Calhoun's pack charged undisputed toward the center of the enemy troops. His rank 4 body was unmatched in that environment and he swung his greatsword freely, making a way toward their middle. Aldophus ducked while switching to his primal form, seeing the hooded cultivator getting close but Lane promptly moved in front of him. "I will handle him, don't worry young master." He spoke, fixing his gaze on the incoming warrior. The representative didn't waste time, he swung vertically his big sword toward Lane.

He asked "No, what does he call me?" I questioned. "He calls you his warrior Luna," he whispered in his ear. "But you have to keep it between me and you, I will never betray you, not even for Daddy," he added as I laughed. "I want to go for my training now," he announced, requesting I place him down. He waved at me and ran off and I too waved back, until I could no longer see him. "Your highness," they all greeted. "Drop the formalities and go straight to the point, my husband once again left me with so many task, I don't want to waste much time here," I announced.

:Warrior, you said you had another such vision earlier. Rhychard nodded as he told them about the incident at his parents' house. "That one was real enough to singe my fingertips." He held out his hands for their inspection. Tryna slid off the table, took his fingers in her tiny hands, and inspected them as if she were a doctor. "You really should have had Kree treat these burns when they first occurred. That is part of the reason cosheys bond with Warriors, remember? Their healing powers help keep you alive."

Both of them had learned the Doombringer Knuckle. In fact, at one time, Ronan thought Gideon was inferior to Noel. Now, Noel had also stepped into the realm of Supreme. Moreover, Gideon could see that Noel was already a half-Supreme. With his swordsmanship, he could unleash upper supreme combat power. "Thanks." Gideon smiled broadly. Noel gave a slight nod. Sword energy roared as he charged at the apex overbeast. It was a Tonitrui Eagle. Its greatest strength was speed.

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

He had never known his mother, but he couldn't shake the feeling that he was somehow connected to her through his skills as a warrior. As he took a break, he noticed Alpha Zemo watching him from a distance. The Alpha seemed to be lost in thought, and Silas wondered what was on his mind. He approached the Alpha and bowed respectfully. "Is there something you need, Alpha?" he asked. Alpha Zemo looked up at him, his eyes bright with admiration. "No, Silas. I just wanted to watch you train. You are a remarkable warrior, and I am proud to have you as my personal bodyguard."

I watch him pass me and note the lettering on the back of his cut. Nightmare Warriors.

In a small room filled with piles of documents, a calm and solemn atmosphere prevailed. Sunlight illuminated every corner of the room. There were only a few people there: me, Wayne, Adam, and Zora. Each stood in meaningful silence. Wayne, a young man with proven courage, stood tall in the center of the room. He wore simple but neat clothes, his face showing determination. He dropped to one knee before me. "We are gathered here to witness the induction of a new warrior. Wayne Morris, who has shown courage, honor, and loyalty, will receive the title of warrior."