Sandstorm Warriors Novels & Stories

Laura traced patterns on the palm of my hand, and the boys chatted quietly to each other in the front seat. When we got there, the place was in chaos. The prospects were all hard at work rebuilding what had been destroyed by the Syndicate. The sound of hammers and power tools echoed like a battle cry, a defiant response to the destruction Volkov had left in his wake. The Warriors weren’t just rebuilding… they were makin’ a statement. Laura’s grip tightened on my hand as we climbed out of the van, her eyes scanning the scene with a mix of awe and unease. “It’s… different,” she murmured, her voice barely audible over the noise.

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

What… what was happening? Before I could ask, another warrior approached carrying a black cloak. Unlike mine… this one bore the silver crescent emblem of Silver Moon Pack stitched across the shoulder. The head warrior gestured, and the warriors immediately released me. My knees buckled, and I collapsed onto the ground. The head warrior tossed the cloak toward me. "Wear it." I stared at him in confusion. "You have one hour." His voice was cold. "Leave Silver Moon territory before then. If you're found here after that..."

Winter looks at him and rolls her eyes while Sao just shakes his head at his best friend's actions. 'Such a hopeless romantic! ' Sao thinks. 'What is he trying to prove! ' Winter wonders. The four are concentrating on walking in the thick layer of sand as they go up a sloppy area. Takes them a lot more energy to walk and being dehydrated doesn't help much. Now they are tired and hungry. They haven't the slightest clue where they are still and why. Then they realize too late the very thick sand storm coming their way. "I have never seen wind that strong! It carries all that sand like that! " Modei exclaims whistling.

I told them, I knew the pack best. “Then lead the way.” Damon said and he didn’t have to say it twice. I ran towards the palace avoiding the road that passed by my old house. When we got there, it was a full-blown battle, and their warriors were losing. We came from behind and we started attacking. “Use wings, use wings!” one who I assumed was the leader of the fairy warriors there yelled to his warriors. Not on my watch. Just as they were starting to flap those wings of theirs, Sandra did what she did in the palace. Letting out a surge of powers rendering them frozen so to speak.

Kent responded. “Okay then, I guess we have a place to start,” Ryder said. "Do you remember how many fighters he has?” “Not too many,” it was now Peter speaking, “maybe about one hundred to one hundred fifty rogues and about fifty of those are actual warriors that were banished, lone wolves or left their pack voluntarily. “How good are they?” Ryker asked. Peter snorted, “they will be no match for RedFang warriors.” “That’s all I need to know,” Ryker said, clapping and rubbing his hands together. “Caleb, come with me, we have teams to put together four teams to go on and find that asshole. Sorry, Ryder.” Ryker wrinkled his nose.

I replied, letting the fire touch the wound and gasoline and watching the fire burn him. I got to hear another scream and I count myself lucky to be able to hear more than one scream in a single day. "I lost a few men," Dante said. "But you, you didn't lose anyone, how?" He questioned as I smiled. We were met with much surprise when ten of the prisoners came home, they came riding with the alpha there, which shocked both of us as we were not expecting them to survive. "We won three packs in one day, making us have four packs in our territory. "Daniel," I called, he was supposed to be the next assistant I picked for the next attack.

The sword began to tingle in his grip as Rhychard blocked another swing. He could hear the words the other Warriors were chanting and soon the words began to make sense to him even though he couldn't make them out. He focused on Mephalus, but he repeated the same chant as the others, reaching with everything Kree taught him into the sword. He felt the other Warriors, felt their lifelines. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a tall, thin elf with long blond hair look at him, a smile on his face. Then he nodded at Rhychard and melted into the air, his life force flowing toward Rhychard and entering the sword once again. The blade pulsed with the added energy and Rhychard felt it grow more soli

The men who went inside were all struggling to get out of the tent and it fell atop them and the tiger. Smiling to herself, Sara removed the fallen tent from their body as they ran away like mad men. The least they expected was a tiger inside a young girl's tent who was camping in a forest. Sara put all her things well and mounted her tiger as they continued their journey towards Autumn town. Sara inhaled sharply when she saw a few warriors in their uniforms staring at her with groggy eyes. One of the warriors looked at his horse and back to the tiger before gulping.

June turned to look at me from behind her and yelled, "Trampoline!" I immediately knew the strategy. She bent her knees and I clasped both of her hands while positioning myself inverted to her and bending my knees so we can align the soles of our shoes. Imitating a rocketship, I increased my airkicks power to the fullest and used it to boost June's speed as I kicked her off to launch her body towards the spinning ring. —a rocketship launch from the Rearguards of the Golden Crows! McKiery makes a clean steal for the ring! The Golden Crown gets their chance for the championship again! It's 30 seconds left for the game folks—