Sunstar Warriors Novels & Stories

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

Let the werewolves go wild and have the fun of their lives on the full moon. Once the moon is about to go in, I'd release the portion into the air. "Greetings your Crown..." "Shit!" I croaked. "The f^ck... where are you guys headed by this time of the night?" I scolded the fo^ls who just greeted me and startled me. Head badge with the inscription of the iron fang logo arched over their heads making me immediately identify them as the iron fang warriors. "We're patrolling ma." One of them replied eagerly.

Even now, sweat-slick and surrounded by war prep, he found a way to tease her into a smile. Some warriors, tournament survivors now that had also joined us, moved with particular precision under her command. I caught their murmurs during a water break. One of them, a hulking Willowridge transfer, wiped his brow. “Thought Warrior of the Crest was a gift because of the Goldmoon Alphas. Watched her fight, though… she earned it. Beat me without breaking a sweat.” The scarred Ironbark female beside him nodded. “Luna’s the real storm. Makes you want to bleed for her.”

“Zephyr held his end of the deal, he gave us two two hundred warriors and twelve scouts. I didn’t answer right away. I stared past him at the stretch of men training in the yard,white snow warriors. Two hundred wasn't a bad number. It puts us at an advantage to Star Raiders, but i wasn't still not sure if it enough to put me at ease. Star Raiders posses the most skilled men of all packs, this number would be enough against any other pack but them. And their quality?” I finally asked. Kael scratched his chin. “Better than what I expected.

I hesitantly accepted and dropped it after one hurried shake of our arms. He immediately turned his back to me and began heading to the center of the sparring ring. When he pivoted around I momentarily caught a glimpse of the back of his neck. I was taken aback when I spotted not one, but a plethora of Molnija marks, small tattoos shaped like lightning bolts coming together in an X. Each tattoo signified a Strigoi kill and was usually accompanied by our Guardian insignia upon entry of service. Many Guardians kept their hair shorter or pulled back to show them proudly. I supposed I had only seen him with his hair down up until that point, but for a moment I couldn't believe my eyes. I started

One particularly displeased young warrior retorted, "Who said we needed your help? Sameer could have handled those monsters on his own. It was only a matter of time!" "Respect, please," Sameer intervened quickly, then smiled at Adrian, saying, "I apologize for his rudeness." Adrian waved it off. "It's alright. Young ones can be spirited. By the way, may I ask your name and faction?" Facing Adrian's inquiry directly, the warrior didn't hesitate. "We are warriors from Valor Supreme. I'm Sameer Asghar, and these are my juniors."

“Every day.” “Just yourself or others?” “Both.” “You lead training for...?” “The top warriors.” The rhythm between us was rapid-fire, like a verbal ping-pong match. I was curious, and something about all this didn’t sit quite right yet. “Who else trains during the other sessions?” “Most of the pack—warriors, teens, kids, women, omegas. Everyone’s divided into groups.” I hummed thoughtfully, piecing it all together in my mind. “But you don’t train those groups?”

Sarah whispers to me as I kiss her forehead and wait for the next update. “Beta Sam is down, Gamma. He tried to catch the SUV, but was tossed from the vehicle,” my head warrior advises. “We have lost the Luna,” the warrior replies dejectedly. It is a blow to all of us. Now I can only hope Miranda can help where we could not. “Get the Beta to the Pack house immediately,” I reply coldly as I contemplate what to do next.

Minahil sniggered whilst turning to face Yara. "I have bought the whole team," she declared making Yara gasp loudly. "That Gora and his brown friend alone cannot win this game!" "Today I'll see the ashamed face of that Abraham fucking Chauhdry!" Yara was about to say something when her voice was cut short by deafening noise. "Abraham! Abraham!" There erupted loud yells of his name. Minahil looked to the front and her jaw clenched fiercely. Abraham was raised in the air by the wild spectators and his followers.

He sounded annoyed. Ciara looked back up. She cleared her throat. “Good morning!” she shouted. No one returned the greeting. “I came here to meet someone.” “We do not welcome anyone’s arrival,” said one of them. “You’d better go.” This turned out to be more difficult than Ciara had expected. But she didn’t want to just give up. “Moon Warriors,” she said. “You are the Moon Warriors pack and you were subjected to a terrible attack nineteen years ago and lost a member of the pack in that incident.”