Orphan Warriors Novels & Stories

They looked at her with hungry eyes, and Althea knew that she was in trouble. She tried to fight back, to defend herself as a warrior, but she was outnumbered and overpowered. The wolves pounced on her, knocking her to the ground. Althea kicked and punched, using all the skills she had learned as a warrior, but it was no use. They were too strong. As they dragged her away, Althea realized that she was completely alone. She had no pack to protect her, no allies to call upon. She was just a nobody, a banished warrior with nowhere to go.

I'm made of sharp edges and vengeance, and I will not crumble. "Eleven years. You should be more informed," I snap. It's a foolish mistake to irritate a Warrior, but I'm tired of being undermined and treated as a disposable toy. He clenches his fists. He's the perfect impersonation of danger, and for the first time, I wonder who exactly I'm dealing with here. "Careful," the word barely escapes his gritted teeth. "We're done here. I will only answer to your Alpha," my voice comes out cold and detached.

I look at him as if I’m going to eat him. “Who the fuck are… THEY? And why do you know this?”. All of the warriors are bearing their necks to me. I am fuming. Even Fred is trying to bear his neck. “I only ever helped deliver, that’s it. I never stayed past that. I never wanted to know or see”. Kalen takes over, batting him across the room. We stalk over to him, lifting him up by his neck “if I didn’t need you to find them I would fucking gut you”.

Allistar POV Today is my 18th birthday and i cannot explain how excited I am to find my mate, i've been waiting for her since I first found about about mates, which was when I was 10 years old. So, yea I have been waiting for a long time and all I can hope for is that she is kind and maybe just maybe a good fighter. The last one is mainly becasue I am the Top Warrior of my pack, the Opal river pack, and it would be a dream come true to train with my mate. I became Top Warrior of my pack a few weeks after my 16th birthday. I had always been an amazing warrior since i started training when i was 12 years old per the request of my father Alexander to ensure I make myself useful to the pack. Nor

I watched the last of the warriors that would leave, matched out of the camp, that was the Group that Boan was in, unlike their counterparts that had left, this group had it easy for them, they were going to the capital where some of them will wait for us to arrive before riding out to meet the main army wherever Elison will guide them to. Tomorrow at dawn, Orel, Dyane, Gwenn and me will leave the camp on our own journey along with ten best warriors who will act as guards for us too… well guards for me since I knew that Orel doesn’t need a guard, but we need the numbers. If we were just four traipsing through towns and hamlets, people will be getting the wrong idea that we would be easy to t

Something nags at my mind when I watch her in Beast form and it's been bugging me. Shadow Warriors are an alien race. We came to Earth after destroying our home planet with infighting. Our history texts have been passed down to each Shadow Warrior leader. I gained the books from my uncle. They chronicle the Shadow Warrior downfall on our home planet. My uncle worried about history repeating itself and forced me to read the texts early on. Even in my teens, I found them fascinating. I only skimmed through the texts on female Warriors because they hadn't existed in hundreds of years. Until Marinah. Her mother, Dinah, was a descendant of one of the female Warriors who came to Earth. Her secrets

I echoed, and Ethan gave me a nod. “They're a special group of Wolf Warriors, ranked higher than most. The Moon Fall Pack, led by Christopher Gale, is the only one that has produced Shadow Warriors with that kind of power.” I frowned, feeling overwhelmed. All these terms, the talk about the Pack, and the people who attacked the dorm last night felt like a complicated puzzle I needed to solve. “But why should the sisters and the orphans?” I asked in a low voice, and tears were ready to drip again. "Because they need you, but when they see me behind your back, they know they won't get a way to have you.”

Orlan had just gotten news from Dafa about the warriors who had arrived in the Appalachia Kingdom. Per Orlan's command, Dafa dispatched one hundred fifty sword and martial arts warriors. Currently, the Redwood Pack is looked after by Jorge, Orlan's father. Leon and Revazio were headed for the Appalachia Forest with their best squad of warriors. History will repeat itself. The only difference now is that it is a war between the vampire clan and the werewolf clan against Ferin and his minions.

The basket and everything went out of my hands as I fell and my head collided with the cold tiled ground. Orphans are ranked as omegas within the werewolf kingdom. Having no living parents meant that we had no status and so we fell to the bottom of the hierarchy. That is, unless we were mated to someone with a higher rank. As such was the case of Pam. As orphans, we were both omegas until she met her mate, Warrior Archie. This caused a change in her rank, so she would be his equal and on the same level. With that said, she used to be my best friend until she moved up in the ranks. Then she decided that I was too low to be acquainted with.

Although she wasn't a huge fan of the Elder, she couldn't just continue to watch him be bombarded over something that had absolutely nothing to do with him. Around her the warriors began to talk amongst themselves. What they were discussing Elaina couldn't make out given all the voices overlapping one another. As the voices grew louder, the anger on their faces reappeared this time tenfold. "She's one of them!" "Get her too!" "Stop them!" Voices of warriors she had known all her life and ones she hadn't met before called out.