Shera The Warrior Princess Novels & Stories

Huda Rael | Male Alpha | Status: Divorced Scent: Dry cedar and iron Profession: Head Guard of the Pack Personality: Traditional, disciplined, emotionally reserved Background: A capable alpha who follows pack law and order. Nothing is outwardly wrong with him, but his rigid belief in tradition caused the fracture with Liniluna. Clara Elwin | Female Beta | Liniluna's Best friend Scent: Warm herbs and smoke Profession: Healer’s Hut Worker Personality: Blunt, loyal, protective Background: Liniluna’s closest friend and shield against pack judgment. Arranged the blind date believing Liniluna deserves choice.

It’s such a relief that the witch was nowhere near my sight. We are at the garden while Shiera is guarding close to me. I thought he was going to be super protective, yet he still only assigned one bodyguard. That means he trusted her well enough to be with me. I can't complain, I'm already comfortable with Shiera. I bet she isn't quite the easy one to fight with. I know she’s been hiding her built figure under that plain dress. “What is it, My Lady?” “You’re built for a woman, are you a warrior?” I finally asked her.

Not ever ******** Princess Sheila was the only daughter of Alpha Vale of Moonshine Pack. Since she was born, everyone in the pack knew she was meant to be Queen of Dominion Lunaris. It was a promise King Rykerr’s parents had made to her parents. She had been trained for it since she was a little girl. Everyone told her that she was born to stand by King Rykerr’s side. And for a long time, it really seemed like that dream would come true. Back then, Rykerr was young and full of life. He cared for Sheila in his own way. Maybe it was love, maybe it was just friendship, but he let her stay close.

"I'm Sera, Keeper of Stories." Costa straightened beside me, somehow managing to look regal despite wearing nothing but the thin medical garments we'd escaped in. "We're grateful for your help, but we're not the symbols you're looking for. We're just two people who want to live our own lives." Sera's laugh was warm and genuine. "Oh, I know exactly who you are, Costa Blackthorne. A prince who chose love over duty. And you," she turned to me, "Shantali Jackson, who saw beyond titles to the man beneath."

Yanking on the reins, he charged towards the gates, the rest of the warriors after him. ****†****† Three days. That was what it took for Sheera to finally get the strength and courage to step out of her room. Tho, the soreness in her legs had began to ease after the first day, she still felt a little discomfort as well as shame going out of her room. She knew she was stupid feeling shame. It wasn't like the entire Fortress had gathered to watch her get brutally and repeatedly used by the Alpha for extremely long hours. Still, she felt shame.

CHAPTER 22 ~CALLUM’S POV~ “I am the backbone that gives the Blue Lily pack the courage to forge ahead in the face of our adversaries…” I am the blood that pumps the blood of vengeance and strength through the veins of our warriors… I am the bane of my enemies and the light of my people… “I am Regina Shepherd," the fucking queen of war, and when I say this raid isn't going to happen, then it wouldn't happen! Earth to Callum!

Then: a girl. She wore a red scarf. Her eyes shone with wonder. She held a spark in her palms — and all the kings of the world followed her. That girl became a woman. A warrior. A queen. Elan’ra. Serena saw her laugh. Saw her fall. Saw her rise again. And then, she watched the final battle — not one of swords and spears, but of choice. A circle of leaders. A decision made. “We forget, or we perish.”

Lord Sten asked, wandering his eyes around to see fifty healthy warriors, riding in horses. “We hath come in caution for some robbers proliferated our way here. We come in peace and if thy wilt give us the permission, may we see the princess?” The two lords saw a black haired woman on her strange clothing spoke upon getting out the carriage. Dari bowed in respect before her as well as the other warriors most especially that the woman in blond joined the first woman. “I am Shima, the tribe physician.” She turned towards Chaerin. “This is our chief of the defense, Chaerin”

She strokes the hair of the child that was sleeping in her arms, "My mother told me that generations fought the wolves until a mighty warrior was able to fight she demon king and seal him back with the help of the goddess and a special weapon given to her. The name of this warrior is untold but she was indeed very powerful." Sheila finishes. Octavia smiles a little as they reach the gates of the palace, Xerxes was pacing up and down waiting for her, she turns to Sheila with a small smile, "That warrior was me."

those were the words that echoed in my head. Kai laid weak on the floor with Sophia's spear firmly close to his neck; she only let go when he surrendered, before standing up to raise her hand in victory, making the whole place noisy. A woman had just taken the position of Kai, a woman had just won the undefeatable Kai and that woman was my queen. No one could believe it, how in an instant when they thought she would lose, she rose up victorious, a technique not commonly used by just any fighters.