Shera The Warrior Princess Novels & Stories

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.”

Black River territory lay beyond those ridges, but here they were just two women bound by children who loved each other. "Talia." Sera turned, and even after all these years, Talia felt the instinctive assessment of warriors recognizing a warrior. Sera carried herself like a blade—elegant, controlled, lethal. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a severe braid, her eyes holding the weariness of ruling beside a mate who'd once destroyed someone else. "Sera." Talia crossed the clearing. Inside her mind, Kaela stirred with sudden interest. I know her wolf, Kaela said, her ancient voice threaded with confusion and grief. Zahara. I know Zahara.

Well, at least not yet. "She doesn't seem hot," I answered. Alex glanced at me. "No, not hot like hot hot, but hot like she looks nice." Nice? She looked like a warrior. Shelliot was one of the fiercest warriors in the ocean. She came from a long line of great warriors. When the news hit our pod that she became a guardian to a hidden prince, it was both admirable and saddening. A great warrior was gone, but a greater guardian was born. So, indeed she looked nice.

It was one of the best days of my life here at the mansion. "No! That's not mine!" I sternly told Jaque with my intense gaze focused on Princess Amira. She was also staring at me. "Just have the same design, but totally different!" I told her. "Good evening, everyone!" The princess uttered in her usual domineering voice. "I have heard that some warriors are stuck in the South. I saw Serena myself, and she did this to me!" She pointed at the scar on her temples. "I just want you to know that there is something with that b!tch that I can't define. So, you better be careful. Also, I didn't see her omega. It was just her and the twelve wolves wearing black shirts and jeans!" She explained withou

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.

I couldn’t take it, my heart was starting to break. “I can’t feel it. I can’t feel that bond.” Her eyes were filled with shame. She tried to get out of my arms, but I wouldn’t let her. “Please, reject me. I can’t feel you, and you deserve another. My full name is Princess Elentari Tirisil.”