Sandstorm Warriors Novels & Stories

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

"Look at all those normals shrieking and shouting in pain, General! We'll be having lots of gold and power with this!" The young general just shook his head watching the orc make fun of the normals below. They were riding a flying warship above the clouds, concealed with magic by his wizard lieutenants. Four elder wizards were also gathered at the front deck, reading out spells for summoning The Storm. Big bolts of lightning struck down the skies as each paper of spell burned after their incantations. "General Lucãs!" A tall, middle aged man with dark sideburns walked briskly and approached the young general standing behind the rails. He gave him a sharp salute and then spoke.

But on the other hand, I couldn't shake the feeling of dread, realizing the potential consequences of underestimating her abilities. At that moment, I made a silent vow to myself. I would do everything in my power to protect Alex and harness her strength for the greater good. And when the time came, I would unleash her full potential upon those who dared to challenge us. The atmosphere in the prison cell was thick with tension and unease as Sandra laid out her chilling plan. Her voice cut through the silence like a knife, her words dripping with cold determination. "We are going to attack Bianca's brother's pack and all the packs that are their allies to make them vulnerable," she said, her

Luyando took in every piece of his being; the dirty sandals on his feet with enough holes in them that defeated the manufacturers original purpose of production, the tone jeans and the oversized sweater with a colour she was convinced could not be traced on the colour wheel. “Every single day….” the ten year old cried harder, no sound, just barrels of tears streaming down her cheeks. “Over here mum!” Luyando heard a boy shout from outside the tent. She turned away from her father to slightly open the tent so she could peep outside. Not far from their tent was a family of three; father, mother and son.

Silas felt his blood boil with anger at the sight of his old nemesis. Stiles used to be part of the wolves Alex trained when they were growing up. They never liked each other and were competitive. Although, because Alex focused of Silas more than any other wolf, Stiles could not best him in a sparring match. Still Stiles was very good as a warrior wolf. He was also ambitious that he left the clan and went to form a rogue pack of his own. No wonder they fought without honor, Silas thought. They are just like their leader. Well, it’s just going to be like old times then… Silas was wrong.

The Elite Warriors favour kevlar and HDPE , but like the Old Guard, I feel like something is lost in this modernisation. The wind may have let up slightly but it still blows the rain in almost horizontally, and it whistles merrily through the air, lifting and breaking down any obstacles in its path. The blatant destruction of the storm is immediately obvious as I look around. The decking that wraps around the pack house is broken and splintered in places, tree limbs litter the ground near the far tree line and the fence around the training ground and armoury roof are mangled and sprawled on the ground. The flood lights cast a glow over the devastation and it looks like we will have our work

Xavier shouted, his voice resonating with determination as he stood firm against the oncoming tide of monstrous shadows. Cassie nodded, her concentration unwavering as she directed the water warriors to engage the monsters. Each figure brandished weapons crafted from shimmering water, their forms fluid yet powerful. The water warriors clashed with the shadowy creatures, and for a moment, it seemed as if they might gain the upper hand.

His black hair was trimmed and looked nice in bringing a curl to the corner of my lip. “We need to prepare for a war with the ignorant rogues. That Lindsay bitch, along with her twat daughter and husband, are stirring up a hell storm because I supposedly took their pup,” Styx said, using finger quotes. Rolling my eyes I growled bitterly. “Can't they fight their own battles? You clean up nicely, old man,” I commented from the living room. Hearing his chuckle I smiled then asked if all his men joined him. Shaking his head, he sighed and said, “Some preferred to join the rogues, which sucks because I will have to kill those I once considered friends.”

Giving me a soft smile she points to a much smaller golden colored wolf running with our 3 wolves. I look over to Penelope who is standing with her arm wrapped around the waist of the woman who must be Sandra and let the question show in my eyes. "She's my mate. She was a part of the Blood Moon pack, but ended up dying right before we arrived to rescue Allistar. The Goddess kept her here so we could spend our afterlife together." She says with the biggest smile on her face. "Welcome to the family Sandra." I say with the happiness I'm feeling at the fact that my best friend gets to be with her mate. I give her and Penelope a tight hug.

We used wind to knock enemy wolves off the warriors, giving them the chance to gain their bearings and defeat the rogue they were fighting. I tried to keep the rain to only fall on the enemy but it was hard with the wolves being so interlaced and woven together in battle. I didn’t want my powers to cause any disadvantages so I stuck to the wind, blowing groups of rogues away from the warriors, especially the ones that were fighting in multiples. We did the same in the west, using whatever power we could to quickly give the warriors the up before it was finally time to head to Xander. I was confident the warriors would prevail in the areas I visited.