Sharpclaw Warriors Novels & Stories

However, it wasn't until she was on the stairs that Chloe caught a glimpse of these so-called important guests. There were five of them in total from what she could see. Four males and one female. The aura they exuded suggested they were high ranking wolves but not from around these parts. One of the males and the female had similar features including thick dark brown hair, black eyes and bronzed skin that was pulled over taut muscles. Another one of the males had sandy blonde hair cut close to the scalp and green eyes. His skin was golden like he spent a lot of time in the sun; however the scar that peeked out from under the V of his shirt suggested he was also a fighter. He was muttering t

“Oh yeah? Come on then! You think I’d be scared of you? Take a look at the situation that you’re in! All these golden brothers are looking at you, knives in their hands! Do you think they’re just decorations? Do you think they’re just some golden statues?” At that moment, many of the warriors were filled with mixed emotions. However, Claire wasn’t satisfied yet. She grabbed the warrior near her and said, “Come on. Hey boxer, please show this blind woman what you can do. You should do a move... something cool, like the Golden Cut of Wrath!” The warrior was trembling from fury. Tightening his grip on the blade, the veins on his arm started popping out. He wanted to kill, kill this woman who ju

Instinctively, I tightened my grip on my claws, preparing for the fight that lay ahead. The first blow came swiftly, a ferocious attack from my right. I deflected it with a swift movement, my reflexes honed through years of battles. As the clash of steel echoed in the night, my warriors fought valiantly by my side, their fierce loyalty driving them forward. We were outnumbered, but our determination burned brighter than ever.

Those who survived moved on to attack) HAWK EYE: Sir, they are killing our men COMMANDER ARCHER: The order is to keep fighting..no retreat, no surrender, no backing down. RIVER: Shark Sabers (brought out two swords, created an ice force, freezing the warriors in front of him and he slashed them) ANYA: Spearhead (a spear appeared and she started attacking the warriors) LOGAN: Copy cats....copy me (a lot of Logan appeared and they summoned his invisible sword and they all started attacking)

~Hunter’s Point of View~ I was enjoying my nice, quiet day off soaking in my huge tub. It had been a long week and my brothers and I rotated being on active duty and on call. I was aching for my week off. They were few and far between anymore since it seemed like everyday someone else was being a menace, being difficult. My brothers and I were Shadow Warriors, a coalition of various supernatural beings that keep the peace between each other and between our own kind. It’s a damn hard job, but someone has to do it.

The shadow warriors, set out with savage intent in their eyes, and with a fire burning in their bones, resolute to carry out the objective of capturing their targets, either alive or dead. The Ridgewood warriors charged forward, their teeth bared and claws extended. Malik met them head-on, his own fangs gleaming in the sunlight. He moved with a fluid grace, dodging their attacks and countering with precise strikes. His muscles rippled with power as he fought, his senses heightened and instincts honed from years of training and experience. Malik and his comrades fought with all their might, their weapons slicing through the air, meeting the claws and fangs of the Ridgewood pack warriors. The

One by one, they fell to the pack's razor-sharp claws and savage teeth. The Alpha watched from a distance, his eyes glowing with a fierce pride. He had led his pack to victory once again, proving that they were the true rulers of the forest. But even as he basked in the glory of his triumph, something nagged at him - a feeling of restlessness, a hunger that could not be sated.

There was scar tissue there which looked like it had not been allowed to heal properly. "Don't you care if he gets an infection?" I wondered, looking at the open wounds. Hearing my voice, the alpha's eyes opened as he moved slightly into the eyes. His eyes glowed with the ocean blue color as his eyes darted from Dr. Dawson to my scared eyes. He suddenly bared his teeth and growled low into the back of his throat, it was a warning sound that made me flinch, but I was aware so I didn't take the step behind Dr. Dawson like I dearly wanted to.

since you wanna play hard remember your men are under my control I can make them do this "he sad and snap his finger and all the wolf warriors behind him unleash their claws. "you wanna use out warriors against us " Cheyenne said glaring at him but he shook his head . " that won't be fun . now claw your hearts " he said and warriors obeyed .they stabbed their claws into their chest ,not with out wincing in pain and blood gushed out the sight was horrible and right now am starting to think it was a mistake taking the girl .

I sensed the slow breaths of the warriors as they all watched with tension. "You really want to do this?" I whispered to him one last time, my claws shooting out. "Come on!!" he roared, and with a swift and sudden movement, he struck. His claws swiped through the air with deadly speed and precision. I dodged to the side,my claws raised in counter attack. The fight was on. We clashed, our claws reflecting the light from the moon. Blow after blow made our claws to ring out. The warriors watched with utter silence, their eyes never shutting. Their face was an expected mask excitement and anticipation.