Spottedleaf Warriors Novels & Stories

--- Inside the main workshop. Twisted bodies convulsed, clinging to rafters, nails grown into hooked iron. Blood leaked from their eyes, mouths and chests. Their screams were a rasping hybrid of human and animal. Lucien extended a hand; blood energy radiated from him and formed a red shield around Evelyn. “You can’t kill these with ordinary rounds. Only fire will do.” His voice was hoarse. Evelyn nodded, drew the flame nozzle from her sidearm, and pulled the trigger. A ribbon of blue plasma swept out, devouring the creatures in a sea of fire.

The trees grew closer together, the crystal branches intertwining above them, creating a canopy that blocked out the sky. The whispering grew louder, and they could now make out Adelia’s voice clearly. She was calling their names, begging for help. They followed the sound until they reached a clearing, where they saw Adelia standing in the centre, surrounded by a group of shadowy figures. Russe and Reina transformed into their werewolf form again, ready for battle. They charged towards the figures, their claws slashing through the darkness. As they fought, they caught glimpses of the figures’ faces, and their blood ran cold. They were the lost souls of the forest, trapped in this realm and c

My eyes burned, and lungs clawed. “More!” Daniel barked somewhere from the dark, and half a dozen Blue Moon warriors rushed into the clearing. Two warriors lit magnesium flares, and threw them toward us turning the night into a blistering white sheet. We were not ready for this cheap attack. Shade had to move back. Razor took advantage and crawled away, shifting into his human.

My mark—his cursed brand on my soul—burned hotter with every passing second. He’s letting his army wear us down before he joins. “Aria,” I whispered as I ducked under a Revenant’s blade and sent a dagger of lightning through its chest, “we need more power.” “I know,” she said. “But don’t burn out too soon. We’ll need every ounce when he joins.” The first wave hit hard. The second harder. Still, we held. Light-forged weapons blazed in the hands of our warriors, pushing back the creatures, but casualties were inevitable. One of the warriors from Thornspike was dragged into the mist. Another from Rainville fell to the jaws of a Hellhound.

They had fearless warriors and skilled wolves that were always ready to stake their lives for the pack and one of them was the beautiful young grey wolf with dark blue eyes named Althea. Althea was known throughout the kingdom as one of the fiercest werewolf warriors. She was fearless in battle, and her fighting skills were unmatched by any other warrior. She also had an unwavering loyalty to her pack. She had fought in many battles and had never once faltered in her duty to protect her pack and her Alpha. She was also known for her beauty, with her long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight. What made Althea truly special was her unwavering bravery in the

Blood flowed on the ground as the villagers were locked in battle with a bunch of ironclad spiders these beast were known to be nocturnal but they were presently attacking people in broad daylight, Aldophus felt it strange, he couldn't keep on watching as the villagers were stabbed to death by the sturdy legs of the spiders and then carried away on their back, the brown ground was transformed in dark mud by the battle. An ironclad spider managed to pass the defense of the village men and reached for a screaming woman holding a child in her hug, trying to block the imminent blow with her body. SHRIIIIII! The sound of metal sliding against metal sounded as the woman mustered her courage to loo

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!

Dylan, not knowing what to say, just stood there trying to form words in his head when Lily looked up and raised an eyebrow as if saying “what are you waiting for?” With that, he scurried away, even hitting his knee on the cabinet on his way out. Lily inwardly smiled at this clumsiness. Looking out the window, she saw the warriors sparring not too far in an open field in their hundreds. Each one of them laser focused on their training. Team captains screaming out instructions, lashing those falling behind and making necessary corrections anytime need be. The army of Fireflies was a great one and was feared by many – it took rigorous efforts for many moons to attain such heights and they woul

Elemental fury rained down, fire, ice, lightning, bathing the battlefield in chaos and hope. And then the Humans. Aaron didn't return but the warriors were all present. Their armoured trucks rumbled in with blazing headlights . Warriors spilt from them with grim expressions and weapons forged from both metal and artifacts. They fired glowing rounds, netting down hybrids with precision, working shoulder-to-shoulder with the supernatural without hesitation.

His rage knew no bounds. "Now, it's time you Walkers have a taste of my wrath!" Liam bellowed. Calum was holding a black rectangular box that was decorated in gold. A flag that was also in black and gold was lying on top of the box. That was the Pendragon Warriors' battle flag. A few of them marched toward Liam under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Once the flag was lifted, a battle robe was revealed inside the box. Joseph picked up the robe with both his hands and marched toward Liam. Then, he respectfully draped the robe over Liam's shoulders.